I Need the True Ending to Graduate - Chapter 72

A few weeks ago, there was a time when Evan Bell discovered the traces of what I had done with Jeran.

It was less than a week after I’d spent time in the secret room in Jeran’s laboratory.

Evan Bell called for me as usual, and I responded without giving it much thought.

The injuries that had formed from spending a deep night with Jeran had long since healed, and I had already used up all the medicine and ointment I’d been given.

After bathing, I even checked the injured areas directly in the mirror. No matter how I looked, they were clean, as if I had never been struck at all.

Ever since Ruad had unintentionally found out about what happened between Evan Bell and me, I had been taking special care to make sure no marks were left on my body whenever I had relationships with the other capture targets.

‘At this level, even if I do it with Evan Bell, I won’t get caught.’

Thinking that, I nodded.

And just like that, I changed my clothes and headed to Evan Bell’s office where he would be waiting, without having the slightest idea of what would happen to me.

At some point, my meetings with Evan Bell had become routine and nothing particularly different.

When I entered his office, without any grand welcome or greeting, he would receive me with a blunt and businesslike attitude, and we would exchange light conversation.

The main topics were trivial things, like whether I had any important schedules I wished he wouldn’t call me during, whether I’d eaten lunch or dinner depending on the time he called me, or how life at the academy was going.

After that, as if he’d been waiting, Evan Bell would pull his chair back with a long scrape and tap his thigh lightly with his hand. It meant he wanted me to sit on his lap.

When I awkwardly sat my bottom on his firm, thick thigh, which wasn’t comfortable at all, Evan Bell would immediately wrap an arm around my waist and pull me tightly against him.

Then, after binding both of my hands with magic so I couldn’t move, he would make me take strange, arousing drugs that I had no idea where he even obtained.

After taking them, there would be a period of neglect.

Until the effects of the drugs fully set in, I could do nothing but breathe, trapped in his arms, feeling my body heat up.

Then, when I could no longer endure the rising arousal and began to squirm, and the breath spilling from my lips started to turn hot, he would calmly slip his hand under me and poke at the hole.

That way, until the drug’s effects wore off, I would twitch and moan nonstop, grow aroused, reach climax, and leak fluids, dirtying the floor.

Very occasionally, he would torment my chest instead of below.

But there was hardly ever any deviation from this process. Only the details of the routine would change little by little within it.

That day as well, I arrived at Evan Bell’s office without exception and exchanged some light chatter about whether the recent meeting with the professor had gone well.

Then we immediately moved on to the main matter.

He tapped his thigh with his hand as a signal, and I naturally sat on his extremely uncomfortable thigh.

Now it should have been the stage where Evan Bell wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close, but strangely, the space at my side felt empty.

‘What? Why isn’t he holding me?’

Feeling puzzled belatedly, I lifted my head and looked up at him. Then Evan Bell came into view, glaring straight at my face with his brows drawn together sharply.

His bright blue eyes were blazing as if they might pour rough fury onto me at any moment.

I was momentarily frightened by Evan Bell’s reaction that I couldn’t understand, but at the same time, I felt extremely bewildered.

‘No, I didn’t do anything wrong today, so why is he glaring at me like this?’

Even when I urgently searched through my memories, there was absolutely nothing I could think of that would warrant him being angry. It hadn’t been long enough for us to have fought or anything like that.

Only a few minutes had passed since we’d seen each other’s faces, but I couldn’t figure out in the slightest what I’d done to offend him.

While I was being swept up in a whirlpool of confusion, Evan Bell began to press me in a voice that swallowed a deep sigh.

“…Just what have you been doing and where, when I’m not around?”

“…Excuse me? I don’t understand what you’re talking about…”

“I’m going to take off your underwear for a moment.”

Evan Bell lightly ignored my question and roughly reached his hand under my skirt.

Before I could even resist, my underwear was stripped away, my buttocks were exposed, and they were kneaded like dough.

And then….

“Ah…!”

When Evan Bell’s hand pressed a certain area, searing pain struck down like lightning, and before I could endure it, a moan slipped out of me without my realizing it.

“….”

“….”

Startled by the fact that I’d just moaned, I covered my mouth and looked at Evan Bell.

He looked at me with an expression that was thoroughly foul, having confirmed with his own ears that his suspicion was correct.

The moment I met Evan Bell’s deeply sunken eyes, very slowly, I realized what he had noticed and what he was upset about.

Evan Bell had somehow discovered the traces left on my buttocks from the days I’d spent with Jeran, and he had just pressed that spot with his hand.

‘But when I looked in the mirror while bathing, everything was fine? It wasn’t uncomfortable at all when I sat down either. Just where was there any trace left?’

The realization that my private life had been discovered by Evan Bell made my head spin and my heart pound rapidly. It was just as horrifying as when Ruad had discovered the traces I’d left from being with Evan Bell.

‘At least Ruad would forgive me even if he found out I slept with someone else. Judging from this man’s personality, he won’t let it go, and there’s no way he’ll forgive me.’

Evan Bell would definitely question me about the traces left on my buttocks, and the moment he realized that these were wounds caused by me being with someone else, it wouldn’t end with him simply being angry.

I didn’t know why yet, but he seemed to dislike it when I got hurt.

He was someone who had flown into a rage over me not calling a doctor to examine the marks he himself had left. I didn’t even need to see it to know how he would react to injuries caused by someone else’s hand.

While I was desperately turning my head to figure out how to get through this crisis, Evan Bell continued his interrogation before I even had the chance to prepare an excuse.

“What is it?”

His tone was low and icy. His usual manner of speaking couldn’t exactly be called kind, but compared to how he was speaking to me now, it overflowed with kindness.

I steeled myself and replied with as shameless a face as possible, thinking of the countless characters often seen in dramas who brazenly cheated on someone who wasn’t their spouse and still managed to infuriate countless viewers.

“What do you mean?”

“Didn’t you just moan in pain?”

“So what?”

Even I thought it was a ridiculous answer, and Evan Bell let out a hollow laugh before twisting his face and asking, “So what? Did you just say ‘so what’ to me?”

“….”

“You’d better answer my questions properly from now on. If you want to walk out of here on your own two feet.”

I could feel the boiling anger in every syllable of the sentence he ground out. At some point, the hand that had moved to my waist tightened. If I made one wrong move, it felt like I would be detained in this office until I answered properly.

‘Ah, that would be a problem……’

But it wasn’t as if I could suddenly stand up and run away either. Evan Bell’s large hand was gripping me with brutal strength.

‘I can’t tell him the truth either. This is driving me crazy….’

While I was inwardly chewing over the difficulty of raising three people’s affection at the same time, Evan Bell questioned me with cold eyes.

“Where did this bruise here come from? It definitely wasn’t there the last time we met.”

“….”

“Don’t even think about saying you fell down while walking. No matter how you look at it, it’s not a bruise that would come from something like that.”

At the words he added, I was instantly left with nothing to say. The most plausible and easiest excuse I could use was completely blocked.

“So be honest. Who did this to you?”

“…What are you going to do if you find out?”

“….”

At my aggressive reply that slipped out without my realizing it, Evan Bell closed his mouth, as if he hadn’t expected me to respond that way.

I was a little surprised myself, but right now, getting out of this situation was the priority.

I acted smoothly, as if I’d meant to say it that way from the start.

“If I tell you someone hit me and I got hurt, what will you do? Are you going to hit that person for me?”

“….”

“Boss. It’s true that I got hurt, but my injury isn’t something you need to concern yourself with. Whether I was hurt because someone hit me, or because I fell somewhere, it’s not something you should be interrogating me about like this.”

I paused after saying that much. Then, deliberately turning my face away from Evan Bell’s hardened expression, I opened my mouth again.

“I told you before. It’s true that you bought me with money, but you didn’t buy everything about me. I have a private life too.”

“….”

“What happens outside the bed is outside your authority, and the injuries on my body have absolutely nothing to do with you. So don’t worry about it. They’ll heal with time.”

“….”

“If the injuries left on my body bother your eyes, I’ll be more careful from now on.”

“…What do you mean by being more careful from now on?” Evan Bell asked back, twisting his face as if in pain.

I answered, “I won’t appear in front of you until the injuries left on my body have fully healed.”

“….”

“And I’ll keep using medicine and ointment regularly so no scars or bruises remain….”

“So you’re saying that even if you get beaten by some guy whose background you don’t even know, you’ll diligently treat yourself, recover, then meet me while keeping the fact that you were injured a secret from me?”

As he listened to me speak, Evan Bell seemed unable to endure it any longer and cut me off to ask again. His tone made it impossible to tell whether he was mocking me or furious.

And there was only one answer I could give him.

“….”