Can Someone (Anyone!) Please Turn Off the Auto-Skill Setting?! - Chapter 28
Since it had been so long, Aaron could barely remember what the teacher even looked like. As he frowned and fiddled with the opening, he finally recalled something the teacher had said.
“You need to understand what it is you’re trying to protect, young master! If you keep walking around with that innocent look, your chastity will be taken from you in the blink of an eye. And you won’t even realize it’s been taken!”
The teacher had passionately continued, comparing it to defending a fortress, and Aaron had nodded along, thinking it made sense, eagerly committing the lesson to memory.
The teacher had taught him with such fervor, and now Aaron found himself in the ironic position of using that very lesson to potentially lose his chastity. Whether the lesson was a success or failure was unclear.
Aaron found the situation so absurd that he couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle. If he borrowed the teacher’s words, it was like he had studied hard to protect the gate, but when the enemy came, he flung the doors wide open.
If the history teacher could see Aaron now, he’d probably click his tongue in disapproval. Still, Aaron had the feeling that even the teacher would have known this was inevitable.
“You can’t just put it in without any preparation, young master. If you try that, you might get slapped by the woman.”
If the teacher had known this was going to happen, there would’ve been no need to teach him such manners. The advice clearly assumed that Aaron would one day be with a woman.
Thanks to the teacher’s impromptu s-x education, Aaron at least knew the general order of things. The only problem was that it seemed far too difficult to even insert a single finger. Was the opening supposed to be this small?
He wasn’t even sure if he had found the right spot. After all, it had been so long since the lesson, he might have forgotten something important.
“It’s too tight,” Aaron muttered to himself.
His member was much thicker and longer than his finger, and he couldn’t imagine how it would fit.
…But would it be different when the time came?
Deciding to try, Aaron began to undo his pants.
“…Are you really going to put it in right now?”
Nancy, misunderstanding his actions, jumped in surprise and quickly closed her legs.
Apparently, what the history teacher had said about women ripping your hair out if you just tried to insert it right away was true.
Shaking his head, Aaron tried to reassure her.
“I’m just going to see how it feels.”
He wanted to ease her concerns, but Nancy stared at him distrustfully, clearly not convinced. Mumbling an apology, Aaron pulled out his member.
It was already fully ready to go, throbbing with anticipation for his first experience.
“No, I can’t do it.”
Suddenly, Nancy expressed her refusal. Her face looked as if she had seen something terrifying.
“Is that why you wear armor all the time, because you’re carrying something like that?”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“It’s too big! That’s not normal!”
Nancy kicked him, demanding he back off. Sure, he was handsome, but that didn’t mean she would let him murder her with that. If Aaron thought his good looks could get him anything, he was sorely mistaken.
To make matters worse, this was his first time. Even if he were an experienced man, that size would be terrifying, but for a first-timer? Nancy felt like she was watching a three-year-old child wielding a deadly weapon, and she was the target.
Aaron, on the other hand, couldn’t understand why her attitude had suddenly changed so drastically. Was there something wrong with his manhood that made her react like this?
He glanced down at himself in confusion. But, looking didn’t give him any answers. He had always believed his size and shape were perfectly normal. After all, he’d never had the chance to compare himself with others in the state that he was in right now.
Even if it was a little bigger than average, Aaron didn’t see it as a serious problem.
“It’ll fit.”
In his s-x education lessons, there had been no mention of size being an issue that would prevent insertion. So, surely it would fit.
Aaron thought she was exaggerating. After all, Nancy had always been prone to overreacting.
She often complained about being too hungry to fight, or that sleeping rough the night before had left her entire body aching. Most of the things she said during their adventures were complaints.
After swinging a sword for less than a minute, she would collapse on the ground, claiming she was exhausted. Aaron had often told her, “Stop exaggerating and get up.”
Traveling with her, he’d come to realize that Nancy was genuinely lacking in stamina. She didn’t whine out of nowhere—she was just that physically weak.
But she was still a hero, wasn’t she? Lying on the ground like that was simply disgraceful.
And yet, for some reason, now he felt a bit more inclined to be gentle with her.
