In class, after Teacher Mayu went to the restroom, she didn't return until the end of the period.

Similarly, Roland slipped out during the opportunity and didn't come back either.

Most classmates were either studying or fooling around, so hardly anyone noticed Roland's absence.

Except for those secretly in love with him.

For example, Miura Yumiko kept glancing in Roland's usual seat, her mood sinking when he didn't return.

She didn't know when it had started, but she now felt uneasy whenever she was separated from him, even for a moment.

Perhaps it was the unbearable pain of parting during winter, summer, and spring breaks. Or maybe it was when he took a month off last time, causing her longing to erupt completely.

She realized she loved that man too much. She wanted to be his one and only, to be special in his heart, to cling to him forever.

She couldn't control herself anymore. Her burning desire for that man had reached its limit!

Unable to endure it any longer, Yumiko secretly slipped into the restroom just as lunchtime approached.

While everyone else was eating, she sat on the toilet, gently caressing her intimate area.

She didn't dare insert her fingers inside, instead focusing on rapid strokes along her folds, occasionally pinching her sensitive nub.

Even this was enough to make her feel utterly blissful, so lost in pleasure that she inadvertently called out the name of her secret crush:

"Roland... Roland... Roland!"

"Ah~, that feels so good! Roland's... your dick is rubbing against me."

"Come in... hurry and thrust inside..."

She believed she was being discreet, or perhaps she didn't even realize she was making any noise at all.

Unbeknownst to her, every moan was clearly heard by Roland and Kirisu Mayu, who were in the process of body merging in the adjacent restroom.

Kirisu Mayu glared resentfully at the man in her arms, as if blaming him for ruining another girl.

Roland wore an utterly innocent expression. This wasn't his fault at all; he hadn't even had a chance to do anything to Yumiko yet, and she was already infatuated with him to this extent.

The excitement made him grow even harder, causing Mayu to nearly moan aloud.

If she made a sound like that, she'd never be able to show her face in front of her students again.

But come to think of it, Roland was really going overboard, violating her in the restroom for an entire morning. Fortunately, she had no other classes that morning; otherwise, she would have been in real trouble.

Over the course of that morning, she couldn't even count how many times he'd filled her with his semen or how many times he'd fucked her until her eyes rolled back. The real problem was that every time class ended, girls would inevitably come to use the restroom.

Whenever someone entered, Roland would insist on thrusting into her with renewed vigor, making her juices flow uncontrollably and forcing a moan from her lips.

She wondered if the girls coming to use the restroom noticed anything unusual about those sounds.

Or rather, whether anyone recognized that the voice was hers. If they did, she'd never be able to set foot in this school again.

Under these circumstances, Mayu naturally wanted Roland to move elsewhere—somewhere more familiar like the infirmary, or even the Principal's Office would be fine.

If they went there, wouldn't he be free to do whatever he wanted?

But Roland refused to listen, insisting on violating her right here. It was mortifying.

However, this entire morning of being violated had eased Mayu's earlier anger. Now, all that filled her mind was pleasure—such overwhelming pleasure that she simply couldn't be angry with him anymore.

At the same time, she realized that even if she couldn't accept Roland's harem, her body certainly couldn't endure a day without his violations.

So, to continue being violated by him—to spend her entire life being violated by him—she had resigned herself to her fate.

What choice did she have?

Continue attending class until she couldn't bear it anymore, then run to the bathroom to masturbate?

That method clearly couldn't sustain a lifetime, okay?

Since he'd already dirtied her with his "

Baby making cum," why not choose this filthy yet utterly satisfying method?

The pink hearts in Mayu's eyes could never be erased again. Even though she appeared calm on the surface, deep down, she was utterly craving his violation.

"I have class this afternoon. Let's stop here for today," Kirisu Mayu whispered in Roland's ear.

"Alright. I'll go check on Yumiko. Call me anytime you miss me."

"Does that mean I should call right now?"

"Want another round?"

"Your little girlfriend is right next door. If we get too loud, you want her to discover your true nature before you even conquer her?"

"You're right. Then let's end with a kiss and part ways."

"Go get a kiss from your little girlfriend. If we continue, I might have another orgasm."

"Alright, alright. Bye, my wife."

"Bye... my husband."

Clearly, Kirisu Mayu had been completely conquered.

After smoothly dressing, the two parted ways.

Kirisu Mayu went to prepare her lesson, while Roland teleported to the adjacent bathroom, which Yumiko used.

Yes, teleported.

To facilitate his movements, he had learned another superpower.

But Roland never imagined that when he teleported into Yumiko's bathroom, the golden-haired beauty who was blissfully enjoying herself with her eyes closed would suddenly shudder and transform into a Sprinkling Princess, drenching him right in the face.

Fortunately, it was love juice, not urine. Otherwise, things would have gotten awkward.

"Ah~!!! Roland! Roland!!!" Yumiko screamed, her voice completely out of control as she climaxed.

"I heard, I heard! Keep it down! We don't want anyone else coming here," Roland said, exasperated while his face was drenched.

"Huh?" Yumiko froze, stunned.

Her eyes snapped open, and she almost thought she was hallucinating. Standing right in front of her was the very person she'd been dreaming of day and night in the class, the one she secretly caressed her intimate areas with every evening.

Him! How did he get here?!

Yumika discovered with a mixture of horror and shame that her body was arching violently, climaxing, her intimate area thrusting upward and spraying her fluids all over Roland's face.

Oh no, oh no, oh no! This is it! I'm finished!

Why was Roland here? How had she completely failed to notice him enter? Had she become so lost in fantasizing about masturbating while thinking of him that she completely tuned out her surroundings?

"Don't! Don't look!" Yumiko cried out, nearly in tears. Having been caught masturbating by the man she liked—and even spraying him with her fluids—did she still have any chance of winning him over? A dirty girl like her would never be loved, would she?

No! I don't want to lose him! I refuse to lose him!

Yumiko suddenly lunged at Roland, her desperation fueling her actions. Since he'd already witnessed this humiliating moment, she might as well go all out and force herself on him!