A Week

It was now morning, and Ciemnosc woke up after relaxing his body... still sitting cross-legged and with his hands, as well as all around his praying mat sprayed with small bits of Supreme Powerful Stones' remains. It was all just dust, and from how incredibly clean everything was, they were easy to spot and too much eye-catching in between the light white bed sheets and the light green of the praying mat.

Now, at the Spirit Gathering realm 5th stage, Ciemnosc opened his eyes to a still small narrowed slit and started picking himself up from the bed. The praying mat was thrown off to the side, and he began getting nude. While he took his clothes off to change them, not directly doing so with his Covert Space bag’s useful tricks, the door opened.

“Mr. Genius, good mor- oh my god is big.” Missa appeared with her student’s uniform on. She chose pants and a short-sleeved shirt this time, the ‘generally for males’ uniform that any student can wear - yes, even male ones can get their own skirts…

Looking at the terrifying monster trying to pose as an innocent anaconda being all sleepy, Missa’s eyebrows remained fixed, but her quickly blinking eyes in different ways and head jolting more and more to the back let her have a very good set of images from the juicy piece of meat.

“Ahem,” Ciemnosc didn’t even cough. He just ‘ahem’ed’ at Missa, and only then did she smile at him, lifted her right hand as she gave him a thumbs up, and winked at him with her right eye before flashing out of his room and closing his door.

‘Ah, how nice.’ Ciemnosc thought, finishing putting his top on, different but still humble stylized pants and top on him, without undergarments nor socks or shoes since he wasn’t going out for about an hour.

After getting ready, Ciemnosc went over to his desk and sat on his chair after pulling it out from under it, sat on it, and took a pen from one of the drawers at the side. With a very long and slightly thick pen in his right hand, Ciemnosc’s left hand went over the pages like to see which one to draw on. He wasn’t going to start writing the next tutoring step but to formally set up the buildings and structures that both Tini and her dear Older Brother asked for as well as his own.

‘You.’ After suddenly landing his eyes on one, for Ciemnosc was staring up ahead at the stone brick wall without giving any attention to his left hand’s doings, Ciemnosc spoke in his mind and the page he chose, which was somewhat dirty became his canvas.

He had never really tried drawing, and all his experience in writing or drawing came only from his inscriptions of array formations. But Ciemnosc wasn’t going to underestimate a type of art, yet, as he began drawing his mind out, he realized that as long as he did not put any thought into it, his right hand was making magic for the new floors of the 4 buildings; soft and hard.

Trying it with his left hand, the same happened. Booyah - Ciemnosc is a fucking god alright.

After making a chuckling gesture with his head jolting-nodding a bit and his corners drawing a line ever so slightly, Ciemnosc then began to go all out, drawing and setting up the total amount of materials needed. And resources for another few things, as well as establishing a system for restocking for the sake of keeping on researching and/or studying without worrying about overestimating the amount of current resources he and everyone in the workshop could have.

There was a total of 5 new buildings in the drawing he was making. Towards the east, one was for his alchemy, another for flora storage, one for forging, one for storing tools and finished products, and another for both keeping Creatures in case he really wanted to and for ‘heavily loaded’ machinery processes.

He still had to make sure his commanding vehicle… stayed one in the world, and there was a lot that Ciemnosc had planned for it. Of course, this time he wouldn’t be able to even be near to making it possible to be mass produced, as the idea was even out of this world, to say the least.

There were then the rest of the structures. He even prepared the few things that he needed for grass to grow quickly yet naturally still. For ordinary people, it was surely impossible. For cultivators, eh, it was possible. Some things he knew the name of, for others, he just wrote exactly the effects that he was looking for any possible items and stuff that he might still not know of. The books Ciemnosc asked to make up for that lack of ‘official knowledge’ would arrive after just a couple of days anyways.

Each time Ciemnosc drew a building or did as much as just to improvise or upgrade them in certain ways, he wrote the materials needed for such down. Sometimes they changed completely; other times, they just increased or decreased respectively.

In just a little over an hour, Ciemnosc had finished a masterpiece that not even he was sure he was making. All he did was to put everything and even have every building with its list of materials separated.

But in the end, the exquisitely small drawing of a huge layout map with so many things in it yet small and spacious still. But despite praising himself somewhat, Ciemnosc’s eyes were as lifeless as always and he just kept the damn thing before putting his shoes and a new set of dark glasses on to finally come out.

There was nothing else to do but to get things ready, and since it was something importantly urgent for him to do, to get him busy by now, already; Ciemnosc was out to do it himself and not let anyone else do it for himself.

Just as he came out of his bedroom, Ciemnosc saw the 3 girls looking at him while taking a seat on the large rectangular pink carpet in front and to the left of his bedroom’s door, almost at the middle of the entire basement. They heard him out and saw him closing his door, but were already smiling at each other while the handsome fella was on the 1st floor instead.

“Howdy, Genius Ciemnosc.” - “See you later, Geniusey.” - “Mr. Genius, do you need a wake up alarm? I can help with that if you don’t mind.” The last one to greet him was none other than Missa. But the other girls were already smiling at their naughty fellow student in silence, their eyes twinkling evilly.

“...” Ciemnosc tilted his head to the left, quiet, and then grinned from both corners of his mouth before nodding, “Oh. Surprise me then. I’ll return during the night, no need to wait for me. Just grab my attention if you are finished with understanding the little books I gave you.”

“Okay!” - “Understood, Mr. Genius.” - “Is there a prize if we get to be the first ones t-” The last one, once again, was Miss Missa, who had a face full of tease, which Ciemnosc interrupted with his left palm facing her and his feet moving his feet towards the stairs right away. “Just focus on your studies!”

“There he goes,” Leen said as he watched. Along with the other 2, Ciemnosc runs away from their imaginary teasing claws. She could, however, swear to see a majestic bulge bounce up and down in those pants of his. Sigh, to sin or not to sin? To sin! Definitely to sin…

“Hehehe…” - “Hehehe… “- “Hehe~.”

Step step step steps…

While Ciemnosc rushed to the 1st floor, the girls giggled to their hearts’ content, which Ciemnosc of course could see. And when they began talking about him- oh my god! So this is the student life that he has heard about so much and watched in some silly movies? To think it was like this, no wonder so many lives were fucking ruined! Only apt for those strongest willed.

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In any case, after getting out of the bedroom, having slightly nodded at the handsome fella in greeting, who was still as worshipful of him as always. Ciemnosc ran straight towards the Finances Management to do a whole damn deal worth of many Inferior Powerful Stones. From his barely 10,000 of such, only a few thousand at best were bound to be left.

. . .

It was not the afternoon, and Ciemnosc was already making his way to the workshop on top of a very large feathered turtle’s back with a few staff members of the Finances Management building of the Rocaloi Academy.

After having arrived there, Ciemnosc was of course treated by the girls as if he was their grandpa and by the boys as if he was their idol. The staff, on the other hand, were as polite as if they were dealing with at least a dean of the academy.

When Ciemnosc made his way into the reception and presented his needs and his purpose, the whole Finances Management building got to build through. It was a very limited amount of materials that were being asked for the purpose of anything, but even less so for architecture and even more so for the immediate need to build these. What’s more, these were for the sacred land of the whole Rocaloi Academy!

At once, breaking so many regulations and processes, they got to start getting those materials, which were a whole damn lot. And not even the most experienced within the building were aware that so much was needed for seemingly so little.

Of course, Ciemnosc, with just a few free insights into his designs to the staff, was able to easily convert them into his cult of Craftsmaking as they all began to work even quicker for this one and only Genius in the entire history of the academy. However, there was still the need to confirm all of this, which was the most sensible thing, and Ciemnosc accordingly invited these fellas to the workshop to have a look.

Without further ado, and feeling as if they could all sell their souls, they even used the teacher’s mount who is running the Finance Management building to bring the most experienced staff members to the workshop, as well as a few select that Genius Ciemnosc asked for with whatever reason in his head.

Naturally, Ciemnosc wanted some flexible minds with capable hands. And though they weren’t seen as ‘too’ important in the Finances Management building, Ciemnosc was more than glad to steal them away before he got a reputation of knowing how to pick slav- workers and subordinates alike.

And now, with the whooshing sounds from the large feathered turtle flying through the air and easily coming to the mountain without any kind of difficulty unlike that condor, but much slower and with little to no agility, Ciemnosc and the staff members of the Finances Management arrived before the landing zone for Creatures-renting services.

Fwooohp~...

“... Oii~!” From below, Ciemnosc heard Tini’s cutely dragged-on calling. He stood up to show himself and then let himself be seen by the small face with furrowed eyebrows slowly relaxing and her eyes gaining enlightenment. She looked as if a war wouldn’t be enough for her home being trespassed on to make her feel at ease and for her pout to be erased, too.

“Ciemnosc? What is this all, hmm~?” Tini said as the feathered turtle was incredibly pacified for some reason, despite being known for being lazy, hence: very heavy on their landings. But this feathered turtle was all too nice and even subservient as Ciemnosc looked back at it with his torso twisted towards it and even with his left hand pointing at it to ‘behave, girl’.

“I need to give some extra reinsurance to these people to start building around.” Ciemnosc flatly responded, his lifeless eyes going all over her body as she wore a floral blouson dress with light lime-white main color. She immediately responded by covering her breasts and some of her ribs, “Don’t look too much~! I wanted to wear this to congratulate you on your first day.”

“A feast for my eyes, you chose well.” Ciemnosc flatly, once again, said in return while still moving his snake-like eyes all over her body, not even letting her bare, clean, and delicate dumb armpits alone as she felt ticklish for some weird reason.

“Tsk.” Feeling challenged, she wanted to show that not only he had such a strong and powerful Spirit Sense, but she also began raping him with her tyrannical and evil Spirit Sense. All of it, going all over his body and not even letting his buttocks ‘unraped’. And this outfit didn’t have any protection from Spirit Sense, he wasn’t a shy person after all. But that was exactly when…

“GASP.” Tini’s eyes went below. Big mistake. She immediately covered her hands and her cheeks flushed so badly. When she looked up, she saw Ciemnosc’s crafty lifeless eyes look back at her with a knowing glare, even seemingly asking: ‘So how is it? Like?’.

“Ahem, you are very different from others,” Tini said, turning around and taking long steps away, she was after all the Phrenic Realm and her Spirit Sense was just a little below 5 meters which was known to be the maximum. But just then, Ciemnosc asked. And it made Tini jump with her whole nape and ears turning beet red. “Do you usually peek at other guys?”

“Woah, good work Ciemnosc! Go get to it, I won’t bother you anymore, bah byuh!” Tini flashed her steps on the platform’s floor, her heart bustling with intensity as she felt shame for the first time… with another person knowing about it. But just when she was 10 meters away from him, he went on again at it…

“Don’t feel like that, I do it all the time.” Ciemnosc even lifted his hands to his sides before letting them drop flat on the sides of his body as if it was all ‘meh, it’s okay’.

Step… … … … … … … …

“AAAAAAUGGGHHH!!” Tini the Silly then ran away, far long before she lost all dignity to this little junior of hers and her Older Brother from knowing this. Could anyone imagine how it would be if Older Brother knew?! God! This uncle-like good bro would be so disappointed, but it was so exciting to do sometimes! Aish!

Tep tep tep tep tep tep tep tep…~!

And so, little, cute steps went on and on until a mute door was slammed shut by Tini after giving one last look at Ciemnosc. It was a young girl’s look. She even seemed to silently say, ‘how dare you’, right before closing the door ‘in his face’.

“...” Ciemnosc shook his head, and after raping her with his Spirit Sense, how beautiful she looked with her floral blouson dress, he was planning to gift her those anti-perverts’ Spirit Sense techniques to see if she could learn it well. It was an array formation after all. He didn’t know how good she was with it, his Spirit Sense could, currently, only scan up to her body’s most able capabilities and her cultivation flow even in the deepest parts of her body and cultivation itself: her Linked Psychogenic and Dantian.

‘Good girl, just… ugh.’ Ciemnosc praised her, but in the end, shook his head once more and looked in the distance where the staff members of the Finances Management building were acting up thinking Ciemnosc didn’t know they were doing their best to eavesdrop.

From the hard building with the somber green all over it, Older Brother looked on while shaking his head. And from the floral-designed, soft building, Tini looked through the window while moving the curtain just a little bit. Her pretty, beautiful small face was seen by Ciemnosc until he turned around, and her cute self left his Spirit Sense’s reach.

Today wasn’t going to even be a busy day to work on. All he would be doing was answering questions and reminding these inexperienced ‘younglings’— though some were even almost 2,000 years old and with white all over their hair with wrinkles on some parts of their skin —of what is needed and why as well as to reassure them that he fucking knew what the fucking do in this fucking project fuck.

It was going to be a marvelous journey for them, a boring afternoon and evening for him.

. . .

At night, in Ciemnosc’s personal bedroom, with himself on top of his bed cross-legged and with a very large notebook-diary being held by only his left-handed fingers and left thumb.

Munch, munch, munch gulp.

After arriving at the shared bedroom, Ciemnosc saw Missa and Leen getting ready for one of the tables; they were going to use it as a kitchen table and cook something up. All they needed was a little device to cook things up. They were just putting their mantles on and had their hair tied to a ponytail when Ciemnosc entered the bedroom and saw them down the long enough hallway.

Ciemnosc had walked up to them and ‘discovered’ that they were making dinner, and without hesitation, once Missa asked if he had any ingredients - he took a couple of the dozens of Spirit Gathering realm Creatures he hunted last time he went out.

With surprise, the salivating girls got to work, and now, after a couple hours had gone by, Ciemnosc was given 5 plates with 5 different dishes on each, a magnificent feast. And looking around his own personal bedroom, 4 plates were completely clean while the last one only had a last piece the size of his hands put together of a breaded fish added with a ton of species and even with the blood of a Conflagrate realm Creature.

‘Dilishuus~’, said Ciemnosc back then and forced the 2 innocent young women to kiss his cheeks at the same time, life was hard. While the rest dinned together, up to the early hours of the next day, it was already late in the early morning and Ciemnosc was still reading through with his very own eyes and very slowly the notebook that the owner's current descendant gave him.

This was just the first day, and he had already read up to the ⅔ s of Lady Calisneia’s diary despite being so insanely occupied. Besides, he also had to stabilize his cultivation base, and merely using pure energy to do that wasn’t going to be the way; such stupidity was absurd.

It was just the first day.

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