Monster Girl Ranching in Another World

I was in a classroom, but I was alone. I was holding on to my memory of who I was so I didn't get sucked into the storyline of the Manga, but Dank's power invaded my mind and placed memories.

I was a teacher of monster girls, but I had an especially bratty one named Jilly. She was a bright, but violent student, but for some reason, she only directed her anger at me. She was actually very protective of the other students. I had trouble making heads or tails of her.

"Look who it is? Our pathetically weak homeroom teacher!"

The black spike barely missed my face as I just barely moved my head out of the way. That was right. Jilly also tried to kill me daily... What?!

"Jilly!" I exclaimed, spinning around to face the owner of the voice. She was a punk-style girl, clearly a mix of both Oomukade, judging by her venomous black spikes, and succubus, given her fiery eyes and devilish horns. "That's not an acceptable way to greet your teacher."

She pouted and crossed her arms, drumming her fingers on her black-spike studded leather armband. "So? What are you gonna do about it?"

Her hostility was getting out of hand, but I needed to deal with her strategically rather than directly confront her.

The scenario felt vaguely familiar. If this training followed the same general principles as the previous one, it meant that I’d have to apply precognition and observe Jilly's actions, predicting them well in advance. Hopefully, this would also allow me to figure out a peaceful solution to her rebellious behavior.

The smile on my face was particularly serene as I addressed Jilly, "Well for starters, how about a one-on-one discussion after class?"

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, "Why? So you can lecture me some more?"

"Actually, I was hoping we could have a friendly chat. I'd love to know more about you, Jilly. Understanding each other better might help us work together more effectively," I suggested warmly.

Jilly hesitated, eyeballing me suspiciously, but she eventually grumbled a reluctant, "Fine."

Our after-class, Jilly waited till everyone left, and then closed the door. Then she locked it.

I felt the danger even before it happened, and dodged out of the way as Jilly turned, her centipede legs firing black spikes where I stood before. She was also now wearing a yellow construction helmet, but for some reason that just made sense. The woman trying to kill me did not.

"Jilly! Stop this!" I yelled and had to use my Water Pact to create whips to deflect the attack, but that didn't stop her.

"You think that you are so hot, and all the girls love you, but I won't let you abuse them!" Jilly roared, and a ballista started to build itself rapidly right before my eyes.

For my part, I had nothing but question marks floating above my head. I was a sage and teacher at this university! Even though these girls were all of legal age I surely, probably, most likely wouldn't... yeah, I probably deserved this... But I didn't want to die!

The Ballista was finished with Jilly aiming it directly at me, but it was a single-fire device, so I only had to block or dodge the bolt. I combined Earth and Water Pacts summoning a brick wall, but then Jilly pulled the trigger with a smile.

The first spike blew through my wall like it was made of sand, but the massive black bolts didn't stop as I was forced to narrowly dodge each one, with the spikes embedding themselves into the walls and ground around me.

"Jilly stop this! We can talk about your concerns, but trying to kill me is not the way to do it!" I yelled, moving behind the lectern in a desperate attempt to shield myself.

She did not stop, so I had to get creative, or I was going to die!

Thinking quickly, I decided to use my Earth Pact to sink into the ground just as another bolt tore through the lectern, splinters flying everywhere. I popped up on the other side of the room and resumed my plea.

“Jilly, please! There’s been a misunderstanding! I care about your well-being and all of our students. The last thing I want is to take advantage of anyone!”

Jilly just snorted, her hands nimbly preparing another spike-laden bolt. She whipped around, no sign of wavering on her face. But this tiny moment of distraction gave me an idea.

Drawing on my Water pact, I created a series of small, slippery puddles directly at Jilly's feet. The next moment, feeling the wetness, Jilly glanced down in confusion, her concentration breaking, just enough for me to charge my Earth pact energy.

With a swift motion, I directed a path of earth upwards, aiming to trap Jilly's centipede legs. The sudden movement caught her by surprise as the wet floor beneath her made her lose her balance, the unexpected trap working in my favor, the weapons on her legs entangled in the rocky grips.

Jilly tumbled to the ground with a loud thud, the additional bolts scattering across the floor. The ballista lay broken by her side, her attack thwarted. Now that the imminent threat was dealt with, I pulled down the earth, releasing her.

"Jilly..." I started, panting heavily from the unexpected exertion, and moved towards her.

"No, don't... you've won. Just do whatever you want, I submit myself to you, Zack," she coyly, pulling me into a passionate kiss that brought all my memories back to me.

I had defeated School Girl Jilly, and now it was time for my reward! Jilly slid down my chest and then opened my pants to reveal my throbbing erection. A seductive smile played on her lips as she got to work, her hands working magic as she teased and stroked me expertly. As I watched the slithering girl pleasure me, the realization of Dank’s weird and wonderful training method made me laugh.

I had no idea how this crazy, hentai-loaded training was actually supposed to help me, but I wasn't going to question it while Jilly was working me over so enthusiastically.

After reaching my high, I pulled back and drew Jilly into an intimate embrace. "You should have just talked to me, Jilly. I'd never abuse anyone."

"I know that now, Zack. I am sorry for my overreaction," she said in a whisper, pulling me in for a long, searing kiss.

As I pulled away, I said, "Remember, communication is the key."

Just as Jilly was responding, the scene paused, the monochrome clarity of a Manga panel illustrating the scene. The panel started to dissolve, and then a wave of dizziness hit, throwing the surroundings out of sync. Moments later, the figures reshaped, the setting morphing rapidly around me. I was plunged into yet another scenario... I was quite liking the direction this training was taking.