Surviving as a Con Artist at the Academy

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Chapter 85. Beast Friends (1)

A hellishly chaotic situation has unfolded.

First off, it was fine that the criminals were turning into monsters as part of the plan.

But now, one of them has actually escaped and is threatening me. The most troublesome one, of all.

“Miss… Miss!!”

“What the hell…!”

Juster Margil. The guy sees a young, beautiful woman and his mind fills up with the word ‘horny’ to the brim.

He calls women fairies and goddesses, trying to possess them, committing high-level perversions as casually as eating meals—he’s a total psychopath.

It’s no exaggeration to say that his existence is wasting oxygen.

‘And for that subject, his strength is infuriatingly strong!’

I tried to shake off his arm by grabbing his wrist, but it was no use. His hand stuck to my shoulder like it was glued.

“Hah… Hah… This might be my last chance… So please… fulfill my desires…!!”

“Shut up!”

As mentioned before, this guy is an unapproachable pervert. No matter what level of perversion it is, once he marks a target, there’s no way he’s letting it go.

Thanks to the experience he gained from killing and assaulting, he instinctively realized he was going to mutate.

He must have rushed to me, thinking it could be his last chance as a human.

‘Why the hell is it me he marked?!’

Among the five of us, am I really the prettiest? It feels like I need to think twice before taking that as a compliment.

“Hey, vomit. Doesn’t this seem amusing to you?”

‘What now?’

“He’s currently mistaking you for a woman. It’s a perfect setup for tricking him!”

‘Well, that’s true.’

Even if I get pushed around by him, it didn’t mean I had no way to escape.

Besides, Juster doesn’t know the real information about me.

This was a golden opportunity to reduce my erosion rate and gain a huge experience boost!

“Shall I modulate my voice for you?”

‘Please do.’

I just cursed out loud, but it seemed like Juster didn’t hear my excitement.

This time, I made sure to speak in a voice he could hear clearly. In a modulated voice, I said.

“Oh my, do you want me that badly? Then feel free… I’m all yours…”

This was ridiculously embarrassing.

But I had to endure it.

Is this what it feels like for those working at a shady bar, suffering to please disgusting higher-ups?

Not only do I have to put out a feminine voice, but I’m also seducing a beast-like man.

This feels like it would haunt me for a lifetime, but I just need to hang on for a bit longer.

“Hehehe…”

“Come on now.”

“Hahhahaha!! Hihihik!”

Juster started tearing my parka apart while bursting into maniacal laughter.

He looked like a wild beast clumsily donning a human disguise, eventually ripping through the school uniform I was wearing underneath.

Rip!

The sound of fabric tearing grew increasingly noisy.

Excited Juster gripped harder, tearing my clothes until my skin was showing.

But soon, the noise began to diminish.

“Uh…?”

Suddenly, Juster stopped his hands.

No matter how crazy he was, he couldn’t help but regain his senses due to the strange feeling.

He kept fiddling with the torn part of my upper clothing, feeling puzzled.

“This shouldn’t be possible? Why can’t I feel anything?”

He had been groping countless women’s bodies.

To describe what gestures he made would take ages, but he was endlessly familiar with that sensation.

Yet, there was no specific ‘female’ feeling coming from my bare skin.

When Juster stared blankly… I drew a line at the corners of my mouth.

“Is there a problem?”

“You… are you really… a woman?”

He was so flustered that he pulled his hands away from me, the strength draining from him.

To that guy, I replied…

“Sorry, dude. I’m a man. Did you think I was a woman?”

I spat out once more in a man’s voice and lifted my head to deliver a headbutt.

“Gah!”

With a loud bang, Juster flew several meters and rolled in the snow.

He raised his head again, staring at the ripped part of my clothing at my chest.

As a result… upon realizing my true identity, his face scrunched up like an aluminum can.

“So I… I touched that kind of male? My hands… no!! My sooooooooon!!! Aahhhh!!”

He was extraordinarily germophobic, except when it came to women.

How bad was it? It was as if he had touched corrosive acid bare-handed, suffering in agony.

If a ‘World’s Craziest Contest’ were held, he’d undoubtedly take first place, hands down.

[Erosion Rate Decreased: -200]

[+20,000 Credits]

[You have exceeded the required amount of experience! You have earned 1 stat point.]

[Due to the additional effect, your skill level increases.]

-Illusory Clone Lv2

It seemed that Juster was in shock, achieving a record of reducing the erosion rate by -200 in one go.

It was the first time breaking an individual record, not a team one. So I felt a bit annoyed.

-Is my body that disgusting?

I shower regularly after a day’s work, so there’s no reason for it to be treated like corrosive material.

As I walked closer, Juster glared at me with bloodshot eyes.

He had been completely fooled, so the next thing was obvious.

“How dare you deceive me? Because of that, I touched your bare skin! How could you commit such a cruel act!!”

Just hearing that almost made me grab my neck, but I instead smiled as I responded.

“The reason you were deceived is simple. Because you’re an idiot.”

“Ahhh!!”

Now, even his voice was no longer human, and he had completely transformed into a Lycanthrope and charged at me.

He was already confusing whether he was human or not. It seemed like he had revealed his ugly true self, making it feel so uncomfortable.

-Curse Lv6

Crack!—a loud sound echoed from the Lycanthrope’s head.

Against a guy who had lost his mind and charged, striking him with Leviathan’s blow was like lying down and eating rice cakes.

“Grrarah!”

Just like a ‘Shut up!’ the attack landed exactly.

He was in a confused state with birds flying around his head after being hit.

No matter how much a prisoner can endure whipping, he was hopeless against the destructive power of Leviathan.

And it didn’t stop there.

“Guwaaaah!”

Now a beast again, he wasn’t even going to charge me again but began to shiver in distress. When I had delivered that one blow, I had placed a minor curse that induces vomiting.

No matter how nimble the opponent’s movements were, once they brushed against my attack, they would stiffen from that curse.

In the meantime, I swung my skills wildly.

-Curse Lv6

-Fake Hit Lv6

-Curse Aura Lv2

-Howling Thunder Lv4

The sound of beating the beast with a fishing rod was quite loud.

When he instinctively raised his guard after getting hit in the head, I aimed for his lower body, and when he protected downwards again, I aimed for his head.

I alternated between hitting above and below like that.

From a distance, it would look like abuse towards animals, but considering what he had done, even executing him would seem insufficient.

After pounding him until every bone in his body was shattered, I could finally end his life.

Thanks to my rising proficiencies, I was able to conserve the mana that Leviathan takes.

“Finally, it’s quiet.”

At that moment, the tent door opened, and the sleeping members slowly crawled out.

They must have arrived quite fast. They were pale as they looked at the fallen werewolf.

“Radon, what happened here?”

“This is an emergency. Everyone, wake up quickly.”

As Jenny asked in horror, I calmly replied.

*

The chaos was evidently identical in both the main story and this side.

Whether clerics or criminals, either one showing signs of mutation would be sufficiently unfamiliar to us.

I had merely turned the direction towards the easier difficulty.

Of course, there could be even easier shortcuts.

Like just outright assassinating Chandler.

However, doing that would only burden my shoulders.

Considering who was leading this troop right now, didn’t the answer present itself?

If I took him out secretly, the absence of their leader would plunge everything into more chaos.

Of course, the deputy, Crudy, could take over, but I didn’t presume it would be easy.

They would certainly take their time and argue about not abandoning their leader flippantly.

This isn’t a cartel where you treat your companions like trash.

Moreover, just consider the bad luck of finding a corpse.

With their expertise in medicine due to divine power, a post-mortem examination would be a piece of cake for them.

Since they didn’t know that their leader was Chandler, it was likely they would interrogate me.

Then I would end up in a cell, spending days with beast-like bastards wearing human disguises.

“Kyaaaaa!!”

“Crrruuuu!”

The criminals began to lose their sanity and went berserk.

Hair sprouted from their bodies, and their eyes turned red. With the full moon hanging above, the eeriness was amplified.

“Deputy! The criminals are suddenly going crazy!”

“If there are still those asleep, wake them up immediately! I have a bad feeling about this!”

“Yes!”

Deputy Crudy was sweating coldly at their change.

Somehow, the iron bars were bent by a criminal who had broken his handcuffs.

It wouldn’t be weird if someone escaped right away, which made him urgently fire off a firework into the sky.

Bang!—

The sky turned red with the signal of an emergency. Crudy was sufficiently surprised, but there was someone who should have been even more shocked.

“What in the…!”

“Captain! It’s bad! The criminals… they’ve started transforming into monsters!”

“Ah…”

Chandler, wearing the face of Director Gamur, turned pale upon seeing the situation.

As the leader, it was obviously a shocking development, but what he was most surprised about was the fact that the criminals were turning into monsters, not the clerics.

‘How did this happen? I’m sure we fed them just like the alchemist said!’

Could it be that they intentionally lied to us?

That would be impossible.

Considering their ideology, they wouldn’t want to ruin their own plans.

But neither did he think the alchemist would make a mistake.

“Chief Crudy!”

At that moment, students from Aligieri rushed in to offer support.

They had come to ask their commander what was going on. Crudy felt relieved upon seeing them.

“You all made it! What a relief.”

“But why are those guys acting like that? They suddenly jumped out of their cages and attacked our members.”

“What? Where are the injuries?!”

Crudy spotted one student with torn clothes. The student, hiding under the parka, had the identification tag of ‘Radon Crawler’ on his school uniform.

“I’m unhurt. The criminal who ambushed me is in a near-death state now…”

“That’s good! With the situation this dire, we can’t afford to be picky about our methods.”

“But these guys… aren’t they Lycanthropes?”

Jenny spoke in a very serious voice.

They had come to track down the summoner controlling the Lycanthropes, yet they were witnessing a scene that felt even worse.

“I have no idea how it turned out like this.”

“Deputy! We can’t control them anymore. It seems impossible to hold them back.”

One cleric hurriedly came to explain. Other clerics were busy just trying to keep the rampaging criminals at bay.

When they were still in human form, they were at least calm enough that even with their numbers, it was manageable to transport them.

But as they became increasingly larger, bringing the out-of-control ones was impossible.

“We must reduce their numbers! Otherwise, we can’t handle this properly!”

“I was just thinking that. Do you agree, Captain?”

“Uh…?”

Chandler was stunned to find himself hesitating.

At that moment, Deputy Crudy, who had just awakened from his daze, groaned in response.

Yet, Crudy took his words as an agreement.

“Alright. I’ll reduce their numbers right away.”

“Wait a moment…!”

“We can’t let these demon beasts rampage here! Leave only half alive and exterminate the rest!”

Crudy’s command echoed through to the end of the ranks as if a holy war had begun.

Receiving that order, the clerics raised their spirits, raising their holy swords or blessing their staffs with divine power.

“Can you all fight?”

“Of course! That’s why we’re here.”

“Ah hahaha! It’s a blood festival!”

“We expected this level of commotion!”

When Crudy asked the students, Jenny, Mary, and Luska responded in turn.

Concerned for the students’ safety, Crudy felt quite reassured having such capable students from Aligieri.

Fwoosh!—

Then at that moment, a sharp iron blade burst out from Crudy’s abdomen.

The expressions of the previously confident students crumbled in an instant. The one who had stabbed Crudy from behind was Gamur.

“No… that’s absolutely not allowed…! I have worked too hard to prepare for this moment!”

Both his actions and expression transformed as if he were someone else entirely.

No, it was as if he had returned to his original self.

Surviving as an Academy Scammer.