Card Apprentice Daily Log

Date- 4 April 2321

Time- 13:07

Location- Southern Region, Blossom District, Unknown Location

“Phantom Wood Sword Array formation,” Jill answered and continued to move deeper into the woods.

Jill’s answer surprised me because the Phantom Wood Swords were S-rank artificially created card ingredients and could not be grown naturally. This meant that the numerous Phantom Wood Swords disguised as trees in the woods were bought and planted by Jill.

Phantom Wood Swords were very expensive even for an S-rank ingredient. Because of the complicated process involved in creating them, they cost more than some SS-rank card ingredients. On some occasions, a meter-long phantom wood sword was worth a fortune. So for Jill to create an entire forest with these swords her research should be well-funded.

“May I say this is a bit overkill?” I said feeling that there would be much cheaper and more effective methods to achieve what Jill was trying to achieve by setting up a Phantom Sword Wood Array Formation.

“Wyatt, you understand my reasons soon enough,” Jill said, but she felt that the boy was being a bit narcissistic by telling her that he could come up with a better solution without even having the minimum understanding of what she was dealing with and what she wanted to achieve here.

“Sure,” I replied, hearing Jill’s dissatisfaction in her words loud and clear.

I know it was not my place to tell Jill what t do but in my defense, using huge amounts of rare ingredients such as Phantom wood Swords for a single array when there were better alternatives available was a waste. Besides she was right, it was too soon for me to come to a judgment when I didn’t even know what we had on our hands here.

“It’s not like I am-” Seeing me back off Jill tried to explain herself but I interrupted her saying, “No need for you to explain yourself to me. If it were my experiment and you were the one handing out free inputs without even knowing what my experiment was about I too would be pissed and tell them off but you are more tolerant than me.”

“Thank you for understanding,” Jill said, realizing that her feelings for the boy were getting in the way of her work. If it were someone else who had dared to speak their good-for-nothing opinion on her project she would not have left them off so easily, let alone try to explain herself to them. Clearly, her feelings had made her more tolerant of the boy’s actions.

This was not a good thing. This beats the purpose of her making the boy take the oath to not reveal or practice what he learned about her research without her permission. What she was working on here could be described as world-changing, if it falls in the wrong hands it could be the end of humanity. Jill had not forgotten that therefore she scolded herself to get her head in the game and out of the boy’s pants.

“You are being too polite, it’s kind of creeping out,” I did not want to see Jill as anything more than my first in this world, a good colleague and a fling. This was because I did not want to hurt the people who loved me. My arrangement with Jill did not count as one of those as I wasn’t spoken for yet.

“I guess that is what sexual tension is,” Jill spoke as if this was one of the situations she wanted to cross off her list.

“No, trust me what we have here is not sexual tension but more like the chicks imprinting on the first person they see after opening their eyes as their mother, the same is true for us with our first time. Since I popped your cherry, you have grown a sense of feeling for me which is causing you to not be you around me. Trust me you will get over it soon and everything I do will start to seem annoying to you again,” I explained.

A person always imagines and romanticize the first time, they would do it, in their mind so many times that when the actual thing happens all those emotions get misplaced onto a false sense of feelings but within a soon that fog gets cleared but for some, it takes their entire lifetime to understand that it is not enough for them to commit to each other for their entire life. Men always fall hard for the first woman that plays with their meat shaft, I too was one of them.

“You don’t have to rub it in that this was not your first time,” Jill said grudgingly remembering how she helplessly lay under the boy as he mercilessly played and made a mess out of her. She had sworn when she got the chance she would return tenfold and it seemed that time was not far.

“Would you believe me if I said that you were my first?” I said to Jill.

“What? Impossible, I don’t believe you,” Jill spoke exaggeratedly. Remembering how the boy’s tongue skillfully made its way through her folds causing her to squirt repeatedly and the rhythm of his balls slapping on her ass as his long meat shaft trusted her nether region like the piston of an engine Jill could it had to believe that the boy was not a pro but a newbie.

“Believe what you want but I am telling you, I have had some experience with Anna but we never went all the way, you were my first,” I explained even though Jill did not seem to care.

“Really?” Jill suddenly turned around and asked, looking straight into my eyes. I was wrong, she cares.

“Yes,” I did not dodge Jill’s eyes, instead I looked right into them and answered.

Jill’s eyes never left mine and after a while, she answered, “I will believe you.”

“Whatever,” I said looking away.

Seeing my reaction Jill let out a smile. Then she walked next to me, grabbed my left arm in a hug saying, “The array gets very complicated from here so bare with me.”

Enjoying the warmth of Jill’s huge blossom rubbing against my left arm, a blush appeared on my cheeks as I nodded giving her my consent.