Senior-year classes were extremely boring.
Especially for Luke.
With an Intelligence stat of 100, Luke possessed a powerful photographic memory.
Not only did he remember everything he had learned in this life, but even memories from his previous life felt as vivid as yesterday.
However, even if the classes were dull, high school life itself was wonderful.
By noon, when Madison went to the restroom,
Maria suddenly appeared at the classroom door and called Luke out.
At first, Luke thought Maria wanted to walk the track with him and slowly nurture their feelings.
But who would have expected that Maria, under Airam's personality, was so direct and passionate?
She immediately dragged him up to the rooftop.
And on the rooftop, a mirror had appeared at some point.
"Maria, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Luke followed Maria upstairs. Just as he spoke, Maria suddenly turned around, pressed Luke against the wall, and pinned him there with assertive force.
Two buttons on her white shirt had been undone at some point, revealing a tantalizing swell.
Airam's eyes glittered, dark and hungry.
"Stockings," she purred, voice velvet and venom. "You've been staring at them all week, Luke. Don't lie."
She lifted one leg slowly, deliberately, hooking her knee over his hip. The black thigh-highs gleamed in the afternoon sun, the lace tops digging soft crescents into pale skin. Luke's hands found them instantly—no hesitation, no polite bullshit. His palms slid up the sheer nylon, thumbs tracing the border where silk met skin.
Airam exhaled a pleased little laugh and crushed her mouth to his.
The kiss was filthy from the first second: teeth, tongue, the scrape of her nails at the nape of his neck. She tasted like cherry lip gloss and something sharper, something that belonged to the girl in the mirror watching them with wide, helpless eyes.
Luke broke away just long enough to drag Airam sideways, until her palms slapped against the full-length mirror.
Her reflection stared back: blouse half-open, skirt rucked high, lips swollen. Maria's expression in the glass was pure shock and aching want. She pursed her lips, watching helplessly as the other personality used her body to enjoy the closeness with the man she loved.
If she had known it would be this easy to take the initiative, there would have been no need to let Airam take control.
This was her first kiss.
Airam and Luke embraced tightly, her chin resting on his shoulder. Her wickedly beautiful eyes glanced at the mirror, eyes sparkling as if to say:
Airam grinned at the mirror. Watch closely, darling.
She reached back, found Luke's belt, and yanked it open with one sharp tug. His uniform slacks dropped; his cock sprang free, flushed and heavy. Airam didn't bother with teasing. She guided him between her thighs, shoved her soaked panties aside, and sank down in one slick, greedy slide.
Ahh~~ Your man.. Our man is incredible. Airam winked at the mirror.
Luke groaned into her neck, hips snapping forward. The mirror rattled with the first thrust.
Facing the mirror, Airam braced her hands against the wall, her eyes meeting the gaze of her reflection.
She bit her lip, looking at herself in the mirror, then at Luke behind her.
Maria in the mirror looked back at Airam outside it, her eyes also meeting Luke's.
She was separated from them by nothing more than a fragile mirror.
After a long while, the narcissistic Airam suddenly leaned forward and kissed her own reflection.
Luke showed no reaction to this at all.
As if he hadn't noticed anything unusual, he allowed Airam to indulge in such a strange act. And it was so fucking hot!
He dragged one of Airam's arms up, pinning her wrist beside her head. The position stretched her body, exposed the soft hollow of her armpit—smooth, flushed, a faint sheen of sweat.
He leaned in and licked a slow, wet stripe up the sensitive skin.
Airam shuddered, walls fluttering around his cock. "Yes—fuck—do that again."
He did. Over and over.
Long, filthy drags of his tongue tasting salt and the faint trace of her perfume, teeth grazing the delicate skin until she was shaking, until she was chanting his name like a curse.
In the mirror, Maria's lips parted on a silent cry. Tears glittered in her eyes, but her hips rocked back against nothing, chasing a rhythm she could only feel secondhand.
Airam laughed breathlessly and kissed the glass again, smearing cherry gloss across Maria's mouth. Feel that, sister? Every inch of him? He's wrecking us both.
Luke lost it.
He spun Airam around, lifted her clean off the ground, and impaled her against the mirror. Her legs locked around his waist, heels digging into his back, stockings shredding at the knees from the friction.
He fucked her hard and deep, forehead pressed to hers, watching Maria watch them—watching both versions of the girl he wanted fall apart.
Airam came first, clenching so tight Luke saw stars, her scream muffled against his shoulder. The shift was instantaneous: her body went soft, pliant, eyes fluttering—then snapped open again, wide and suddenly shy.
Maria.
It had to be said—even though it was the same body, the different personalities brought about completely different experiences in their interactions.
He had truly hit the jackpot.
Maria glanced at Airam in the mirror. Airam was smiling back at her, her lips moving soundlessly, as if saying something.
Thank you for giving me this chance to experience what it's like to live. Now... It's your turn to enjoy, my sister.
Maria repeated the phrase silently, suddenly understanding something. A bright smile spread across her face.
That's right. We've always been like two souls living in the same body; we shared everything—from the beginning, now, and in the future.
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Meanwhile,
Madison returned to the classroom and noticed Luke's empty seat, a sense of déjà vu washing over her.
It felt like… something similar had happened before?
When was it?
Lost in thought, Madison failed to notice the strange looks her classmates were giving her.
Peter watched in quiet envy, while Harry was practically unrecognizable from jealousy.
"Peter, what kind of magic does Luke have to keep sweeping up all the beauties from both the seniors and juniors?" Harry whispered.
"We'd better hurry, or we won't even get the leftovers."
Harry, who had only recently transferred here, clicked his tongue. Even as a rich second-generation kid, he never received this kind of attention. Yet that transfer student—whose parents were gone—was constantly surrounded by girls. It was ridiculous.
Could it be that students with a British accent were just more… marketable these days?
Peter fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "There's no soup left. This morning, I saw Mikaela—the campus beauty of the junior year—chatting enthusiastically with Luke."
"What the hell?! He eats the meat and won't even let us have the soup? That's too cruel! No one should be eating alone!!"
An hour later,
Luke returned by himself, looking completely relaxed.
He appeared refreshed, with no hint of exhaustion at all.
This earned him a series of strange looks from those around him.
Madison leaned over and asked quietly, "What happened?"
"It was Maria. She was a little greedy, but too shy to go out on her own, so I took her to eat her fill."
Luke told the truth without any intention of hiding it. Wasn't Maria greedy, after all?
Madison nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
It was school, after all. And judging by Maria's usual temperament, she surely wouldn't do anything outrageous… right?
Completely unaware of how passionate and proactive the Airam personality was, Madison subconsciously imagined the former, timid Maria instead.
After school, Luke and Madison first walked Maria home.
During the afternoon P.E. class, Maria had sprained her ankle, making it difficult for her to walk, so Luke and Madison had to support her all the way back.
When Luke returned home, he found a delivery package waiting at the door.
Surprised, he muttered, "Since when did U.S. logistics become this fast?"
But after opening the package, he found a small note and a Russian nesting doll inside.
He skimmed the note and realized it had been sent by the Ancient One.
The message explained that she was currently helping Dave master the power of Merlin's dragon ring. Once Dave could cast basic magic on his own, she would send him back.
She also hoped that, for the sake of their friendship as classmates, Luke would look after Dave in the future.
As for the Russian nesting doll, it was revealed to be a dangerous magical sealing artifact.
When the Ancient One had previously gazed into the River of Time, she had vaguely seen a future fragment in which Luke possessed this item.
Believing that the nesting doll was somehow connected to Luke, she had deliberately sent it to him.
"A sealing artifact?"
"This thing… could it be the artifact from The Sorcerer's Apprentice used to seal the Dark Sorceress?"
Luke's expression was vivid.
He hadn't expected to be waiting for Bumblebee—only for the Russian nesting doll to arrive first.
The main plot of The Sorcerer's Apprentice revolved around the clash between the righteous magic faction led by Merlin and the dark magic faction led by the evil sorceress Morgana.
Morgana was Merlin's nemesis, attempting to rule the world through black magic. In the final battle, she gained the upper hand by successfully turning Merlin's apprentice against him.
In the end, Veronica used herself as a living cage to seal Morgana's soul, willingly entering the nesting doll and enduring a thousand years of imprisonment.
Merlin's other disciple, Balthazar, took Merlin's dragon ring and embarked on a journey to find Merlin's successor.
That search lasted more than a thousand years.
If Luke had one particularly deep impression of this movie, it was.. how insanely big and boring it was!
Do you understand the value of the soccer mom?
Luke began carefully studying the Russian nesting doll.
[Anomalous Objects Discovered — Veronica, Morgana. Gained 200 Anomaly Points.]
[Reality Editor upgraded to Version 2.2. Current Anomaly Points: 0 / 1300.]
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