Sorority Party

After touring the room, Peggy pulled Link over to the sofa in the living room and started asking about what had happened on the way there. Link could only tell her about the scenery he had seen along the road.

Before long, Linda brought out lunch. Through chatting with her, Link learned that the California Institute of Technology had arranged a position for her, allowing her to work every day while also bringing Peggy to school.

The pay was not high, but with Peggy's living allowance added in, they could still maintain a decent life after rent. Besides, Linda was only staying here temporarily with Peggy. Once Peggy was a little older, she still planned to arrange boarding for her and return to Texas herself.

After dinner, with only two days left before school began, Link took out the course catalog and discussed with Peggy which classes they should sign up for first.

Link had chosen the mathematics department, and Peggy had ultimately chosen the same department, so the two of them could take exactly the same courses.

College students in the United States could freely arrange their own study plans. Those willing to push themselves could even schedule classes year-round, compressing four years of undergraduate coursework into three years, or even two.

Although the California Institute of Technology's courses were demanding, Link's intelligence had now reached the level of a genius, so the difficulty was not particularly high for him. On top of that, he had studied many subjects ahead of time in high school.

Even some of the subjects he had taken before could be recognized by the California Institute of Technology. At most, he would need to take a test, so Link had been fairly relaxed before this.

His original plan had been to finish his courses easily over four years and even enjoy the unrestrained life of a college campus. After all, he had only spent three years in high school. Though those years had been wonderful, they had still left Link wanting more.

However, what had happened on the way here gave Link a greater sense of urgency. In his mind, his academic plan changed from four years to two.

Of course, that still was not much pressure for Link and Peggy. Sheldon had entered college at eleven and finished his master's degree at fourteen before beginning his doctorate. Peggy could naturally accomplish the same thing.

Link's IQ was still somewhat below theirs. Finishing his undergraduate degree within two years might not be easy, but it was possible.

At the same time, he increased the training plan he had set for himself. Aside from working out every morning, he needed to place greater emphasis on fighting and marksmanship, which he had originally only intended to use to maintain his condition.

After discussing their course arrangements with Peggy, Link left, intending to see whether there were any suitable places to train near the school.

In the United States, fitness was a fashion, so gyms were not hard to find. The school even had dedicated gyms, and fitness equipment was easy to buy.

As for fighting and a shooting range, since the university offered classes such as wrestling, it would not be hard to find equipment for training.

However, aside from training by himself, he also needed someone to guide him regularly. Coaches with real combat experience were hard to find, and he had not found a suitable shooting range in the short term either.

By the time Link returned to the California Institute of Technology with the weights he had bought, it was already dark, but the campus remained lively.

He could even see couples embracing and kissing openly. When things heated up, they held hands and ran toward the dormitories, clearly intending to do something everyone enjoyed afterward.

Small gatherings on campus were also especially frequent at this time, particularly among the "fraternities" and "sororities," which held parties before the semester began to strengthen the bonds between their members.

College alumni were a very important part of social connections in the United States, especially alumni from prestigious schools like the California Institute of Technology. Since it was already evening and he did not plan to spend it reading in his dorm, Link decided to join in the fun.

American gatherings and parties were nothing more than all kinds of alcohol, and some even had drugs. Of course, at the California Institute of Technology, aside from a very few exceptions, most students capable of getting in consciously stayed away from drugs.

As a freshman who had just enrolled, Link was someone worth recruiting and observing. As long as his attitude was acceptable, upperclassmen were very willing to welcome fresh blood like him into their gatherings.

That was how Link slipped into a party. It was said to be an event organized by a sorority, though naturally it could not be entirely women.

Boys wanted fun, and girls wanted fun too. Especially in the free and equal United States, girls were often no less enthusiastic about such things than boys.

The atmosphere was good, and it allowed Link's tense nerves to relax somewhat after the past few days. Watching the figures in the dance floor, he simply squeezed in and began moving his body.

Before long, Link felt a lively body come up beside him. A head of long brown hair entered his view, and its owner gave him a look.

As an experienced hand, Link instantly caught the signal and returned the same look. Then the two began swaying to the rhythm of the music. As he matched the girl's movements, his hands also began to wander restlessly.

However, Link knew the principles of first contact with a girl and did not appear overly impatient. His roaming hands drifted tantalizingly over her body, moving only along the sides of her thighs, her waist, and her arms.

The girl in front of him did not reject this probing. Instead, she naturally draped her arms over Link's shoulders, and Link naturally wrapped an arm around her waist.

Although the party lighting was dim, Link could still tell that she was quite attractive. Combined with the contact just now, which had confirmed her figure as well, Link felt that he could have some fun with her.

The two leaned against each other and swayed for a while longer. His heartbeat and her breathing both quickened. After their eyes met again, their lips pressed together.

After a passionate kiss, the girl led Link out of the dance floor.

This sorority party was being held in an apartment owned by the sorority. With the girl leading the way, they quickly found a room, and piercing cries soon echoed through the apartment.

On the girl's body, Link freely vented the negative emotions he had been suppressing. For a moment, he did not take care of her, and when he came back to himself, he found her sprawled limply across the bed, her face flushed with excessive pleasure.

"Are you all right? I..."

"My name is Chris." Her voice was somewhat hoarse, most likely because her cries had lasted too long. However, her eyes shone as she looked at Link. "What's your name?"

"You can call me Link." Link answered casually, then began straightening his clothes, preparing to leave.

There was no question of who had gained or lost in a relationship that had happened by mutual consent. They had simply taken what they needed. Link had wanted to vent the negative emotions of the past few days through a fling, while her purpose was unclear.

Just as Link finished tidying up and opened the door, two girls staggered into the room. At the same time, he could see quite a few people in the hallway, both men and women.

Knowing that Chris behind him had not finished getting dressed, Link stepped out into the hallway, guided the two girls out with him, and then closed the door.

At that moment, one of the girls came to her senses and asked Link, "Hello, may I know your name?"

Link was no stranger to this sort of situation. Had he not once lived freely and carefree by relying on the reputation that had spread about him? He skillfully flashed a smile. "My name is Link."