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“An Hole Collector?” one student exclaimed, trying to comprehend the nature of Lucas’s talent.
“What kind of talent is an ‘Hole Collector’?” another queried, their mind grappling with the concept.
The disbelief in the room was palpable, as the students struggled to fathom the reality of such a talent.
“That’s insane. Damn!” one student exclaimed, unable to wrap their head around the peculiarity of Lucas’s ability.
“Hole Man! Hole Man!” the students chanted, a mix of awe and amusement coloring their voices.
Internally, Lucas felt his composure waver. His initial goal had been to pursue a steady, non-combat job, but being labeled as an Hole collector had thrown a wrench into his plans. The idea of finding a profession that would make his two younger sisters and his future wife proud suddenly seemed daunting. Who would willingly associate themselves with someone bearing the title of an Hole Man?
Though a smile adorned his face, Lucas’s thoughts were in disarray, shaken by the unexpected turn of events. He found himself grappling with the implications of his talent, unsure of how it would shape his future and the perceptions others would have of him.
At that moment, “Who are you to talk about non-combat talents like that? This guy can become a great craftsman too, you know?” A certain female student who was blindly standing up for me caught my eye.
In that pivotal moment, a voice rang out, challenging the mockery and defending Lucas’s non-combat talent. It was a certain female student who caught Lucas’s attention with her unwavering support.
As Lucas looked at her, he couldn’t help but notice that she possessed the qualities of a true heroine. Her brown hair and piercing blue eyes exuded an inexplicable charm. However, he couldn’t ignore the fact that in the world of adult games, “charm” often equated to exceptional beauty.
Undeterred by the taunting comments, the girl furrowed her thick eyebrows with a sense of righteousness and energetically spoke up. “Who are you to talk about non-combat talents like that? This guy can become a great craftsman too, you know? I’ll use it if Lucas makes a great Hole for me! What’s wrong with that?”
Lucas couldn’t help but admire her sincerity, even though she had misunderstood the true nature of an Hole. Her innocence and determination made her all the more endearing.
A hint of amusement flickered in Lucas’s eyes as he made direct eye contact with her. Her clear blue eyes seemed to convey a message of protection and reassurance. Despite the unfortunate misunderstanding, she remained incredibly lovely in his eyes.
The teacher, sensing the need to clarify the situation, intervened. “Kelly, Lucas, do both of you know what an Hole is?”
Lucas and Kelly replied in unison, “Yes.”
Sylvie, another student in the class, tugged at Lucas’s clothes, curiosity evident in her eyes. “What is an Hole?”
Casually, almost nonchalantly, Lucas responded, “It’s a male masturbation device.”
To provide visual context, the teacher activated a hologram, projecting an image of a pink silicone object that appeared soft and jiggly like jelly. Despite some pixelation, its purpose was unmistakable—it resembled female genitalia.
As the holographic Hole jiggled and the teacher interacted with it, a sense of cruel reality settled in. The misunderstanding that Kelly had valiantly defended now became painfully apparent.
“Kyaaa…!”
“Ack!!”
The female students in Class F let out screams of disbelief and shock. It was a moment of realization for them, a stark reminder of their own maturity and knowledge.
Meanwhile, Sylvie’s reaction stood in stark contrast. She observed the shape with innocent curiosity, seemingly oblivious to its intended purpose. Her simplicity and childlike demeanor made her appear as though she had stepped out of a drawing.
Overwhelmed by embarrassment, the female student who had bravely stood up for Lucas hastily fled the classroom, knowing she would face ridicule and teasing for some time to come. It was a difficult moment for her, and Lucas couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
Amidst the chaos, the teacher sought to redirect the focus to Lucas’s talent. “What’s important as a talent are the skills derived from the talent, Mr. Lucas,” the teacher explained.
Curiosity piqued, Lucas inquired, “What skills can be derived from being an ‘Hole Collector’?”
The teacher pondered for a moment before responding, “Usually, collection-type talents develop in the direction of discerning good materials, discovering and enhancing the hidden abilities of materials.”
Lucas nodded, realizing the potential implications of his talent. In essence, his role as an Hole collector could involve discerning the quality of Holees, uncovering their hidden potential, and enhancing their attributes.
“That’s right,” the teacher affirmed. There was no trace of amusement in their expression. It was clear that they didn’t view Holees as a mere joke.
The teacher offered some final advice, emphasizing the impact of Lucas’s talent on his future. “Your talent will greatly influence your choice of occupation in the future. So it’s a good idea to think carefully about your role at the academy.”
“Yes…”
The teacher’s serious tone brought a sense of gravity to the room, causing the students’ laughter to subside. It was a reminder that Lucas’s talent awakening was a significant event for an academy student, one that had the power to shape their future.
Amidst the lingering silence, Sylvie, noticing the change in Lucas’s expression, called out to him with a worried look.
“Lucas? Are you okay?”
Lucas’s mind was still processing the weight of his newfound talent, and his expression must have reflected his inner turmoil.
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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won’t mind if you send more stones, and plz don’t forget the gifts.)
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