How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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Hilock got out of bed and opened the lid of the casserole. Steam obscured his vision, followed by the enticing aroma of delicious bonito broth.

It contains very simple porridge.

He smiled knowingly; this was the porridge his mother, Cohen, would make.

"Indeed, we should eat something to replenish our nutrition."

Last night's bathroom incident: After Cohen and Hill helped her dry off, they chatted about the dungeon. They first helped Sirocco change into clean pajamas, then took him back to his room before continuing to shower.

Thankfully, it didn't drag him down with it, and Sirocco was finally able to go into hibernation in peace.

I slept soundly without any dreams, and when I woke up, I didn't feel unwell or feverish; I felt much better.

“Haaa…”

I have an extremely strong urge to sleep.

The most important thing right now is to recover my health as quickly as possible in order to prepare for the duel next month.

Hill and the items they found during their exploration should be exchanged with the demon shopkeeper in the dungeon when they have time.

Thinking this, Sirocco went to the bathroom, ate the porridge his mother had cooked in the room, gazed at the blue sky outside the window and pondered life, turned on a night light to make the room not too dark, and then lay down to sleep.

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1:21 PM.

"Worried about the students' health, yeah, I really am a good teacher."

Beren stood in front of a detached house with the word "Dassville" written on it, crossing his arms and talking to himself.

Ah... I couldn't resist coming over anyway.

Having previously checked the student information files at Sirocco, she simply followed the navigation on her phone to get here.

"That door... what kind of avant-garde artwork is that? It looks like it's been beaten up."

She immediately spotted the prominent front door of the house.

"Cough cough."

Belen cleared her throat and composed herself.

If you encounter his family members, just say you're checking on the students' health, and that you are indeed a school nurse.

Well, it's rather strange for a teacher to make a special trip to visit a student's home. Doesn't it make it seem like I'm the one who really wants to visit him...?

I'm not dressed well today. Will it be impolite if I run into his parents?

Never mind, why think so much!

Since we're already here, there's no point in regretting it now.

I want to check on his situation, and then I'll go back.

That's right, that's all.

"Okay, let's go."

Beren clenched her fists, made up her mind, and politely and slowly rang the doorbell.

After a tense few minutes of waiting, there was no response. I pressed the button a few more times at a suitable pace, but still no one answered.

"Is nobody home? Maybe it'll be better to see you at school?"

Or perhaps Sirocco is so ill that he can't get out of bed?

My worries deepened.

We must confirm Sirocco's condition no matter what.

She sighed in disappointment and subconsciously began to observe the building.

It's a two-story building, or roughly three stories if you include the small attic on the roof, occupying about 80 square meters. Clothes and bed sheets are hanging to dry in the small courtyard. The entire block has this architectural style; they all look very similar, and you basically can't find your way here without knowing the house number.

"Ok?"

Beren looked out of the second-floor window and found that the curtains were drawn tightly shut, but the window was slightly ajar.

I scanned left and right to make sure no one was around and to locate the various cameras.

"Ha. It's been a long time since I've done this."

She took out non-slip gloves from her bag, a hint of sinister cunning in her smile.

93. Beren's Massage

2 minute later.

Beren skillfully climbed up the water pipe to the second floor, using the eaves of the first floor as a foothold.

Luckily, I was wearing jeans and flat shoes today, and as always, a gray turtleneck sleeveless thin sweater, which made it easy to move around.

She felt absolutely no guilt about trespassing. To her, as long as she wasn't caught, it wasn't a crime.

She reached out and slowly opened the second-floor window.

Beren took off her shoes and stepped into the house, both to avoid getting them dirty and to reduce the noise.

When she found the direction of the bed and looked towards it, she instantly held her breath and froze on the spot, feeling like an intruder who had sneaked into a princess's boudoir.

A girl with long white hair and green eyes was curled up on the bed.

Her skin, as smooth and white as marble, was covered with a thin summer blanket, and she looked at Belen with an expression that seemed to want to laugh.

It wasn't a girl; the other person was Sirocco.

Beren realized what was happening belatedly.

"Lucky. It's Belen! You've come to see me?"

"...Why do you seem to have known in advance?"

"It must be telepathy."

Sirocco smiled, then suddenly slid down.

"Hey!"

Beren rushed over to support him and found him lying naked on the bed, shivering under a thin sheet, his skin flushed.

This is.....

It's not that I'm sick with a fever, or that I've run out of magic... but that's a bit of a problem.

As the school doctor of the National Explorers Academy, Beren could easily spot students' illnesses and abnormalities.

Sirocco's symptoms are physical discomfort caused by leveling up too quickly.

After absorbing a large amount of experience points, the newly generated magic power in the body surges wildly, causing unpredictable feelings of heat and fatigue. Usually, resting for a while will help.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you. It's rare for you to come all this way, and I can't play with you. I'm actually feeling much better, but I'm sweating a lot. I'm really sleepy, but the heat is making me uncomfortable, so I wanted to wipe my sweat."

The simplest way to relieve this symptom is—

"Turn over and lie face down on the bed."

"what?"

"Get down."

"oh oh...."

Beren took off her socks and straddled the prone Sirocco on the bed.

“…”

too close.

She discovered that her hips and Sirocco's hips were now perfectly aligned.

"call....."

Beren took a deep breath to calm herself.

Pulling back the sheets and seeing Sirocco's completely exposed upper body, he hesitated even more.

Her smooth, white back, and the subtle curves of her body hidden beneath her white hair, were so slender and graceful that they sent a jolt through her very being.

Wow!

Is this guy really a man?

Why does it feel even more tempting than last time?

"Beren, are you going to set my bones? Although I'm glad we're so close now..."

"Don't turn around!"

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His white hair, as if it had collected moonlight, cascaded down from his thin shoulders to the center of his spine.

The curve from his neck to his collarbone was also extremely beautiful, coupled with his shy, flushed cheeks, soft lips, long, drooping eyelashes, and the blue eyes beneath them that were teary from the heat—

All of this was so beautiful and delicate that it greatly startled Beren.