The Starlight Witch's Promise
"Why aren't you killing him?"
"Do I look like the type who goes around murdering people whenever I get the chance?"
Melt lowered his eyes at my response. Yvonah shot him a look of pure relief.
It's mostly because of the principal, but looks like I scored some points anyway. The way Yvonah gazed at me had changed.
"The duel is over. Disperse immediately. Melt, get treated at the infirmary."
The instructor waved his hand, scattering the onlookers. Melt brushed off offers to help him walk and trudged off to the infirmary alone.
Alright, then... time to head to the principal's office! I made a beeline for it in one stride.
Platina. Her epithet was the Starlight Witch. Doesn't that give you a hint just from the name? That she possessed Grating. I'd use one of the two wish vouchers I got from her for sex with her.
If my instincts are right, it'll solve my mana shortage to some extent. That was why killing Melt wasn't worth it—this was the better gain. So I'd chosen to let him live.
Isn't the principal supposed to be some old geezer? I like women, but I'm not obsessed with them. Not a fan of hags. Sure, the principal was old. Rumors put her over 200. But her appearance was supposedly in her twenties.
Some witchy spell or ritual, no doubt. Lost in thoughts of Platina, I arrived at her office before I knew it.
Knock—! Knock—! I gave a courtesy knock and opened the door. It creaked open with a groan. There she was, Platina, right in front of me. One look confirmed my hunch.
Grating. I could feel it emanating from her. And it wasn't just that—her looks were stunning too. Platina wasn't the pure, ethereal type. She was in the sexy category. A mature big-sis vibe welcoming me.
Big-sis types look delicious too. Sultry big sis, not heavy makeup. I swallowed hard and stood before her.
"So, outsider."
"Outsider?"
I reflexively questioned the odd term instead of my name.
"We call beings like you, from other dimensions, outsiders."
Everyone and their dog seemed to know I was from another dimension.
Well, not everyone and their dog, huh?
The female summon Melt had called forth—she radiated Grating, a powerhouse. The Platina before me was the same. Hell, she was probably in the world's top-tier powerhouse line.
Yeah, at this level, she might know.
Tak tak! Platina drummed her fingers on the desk, snapping me back to focus.
"As promised, I'll grant your two requests."
She prompted me to state my wishes.
"First request. Have sex with me."
"Very well... what?"
She'd clearly expected me to ask for money, her face twisting in bewilderment as she parroted me.
"Sex."
I repeated it flatly.
"S-sex?"
Huh? Her reaction was weird. Like... a virgin's.
"D-don't you need money? I have far more than you might think, outsider."
Money held no appeal for me. I wouldn't even get to spend it here anyway. Some might think gold would do, but in my dimension, you couldn't just sell it off casually. Fail to prove its origin, and you'd end up in jail. What good was gold then?
"Sex."
"Really... that's all you want?"
She practically begged for a different request. But I had no intention of backing down.
"Sex."
I spat the word again.
"Haa... fine."
Platina finally relented.
"What's the second request?"
"I need to forge a sword."
My duel with Melt had wrecked mine.
From now on, I need my own dedicated blade. Thinking ahead to future commissions, I needed custom gear. Armor was covered by Brunhildr, so just a weapon.
"Get me the finest materials."
I had a blacksmith in mind. Just needed the stuff.
"Wouldn't it be easier to just ask for a top-grade sword?"
A fair question from Platina. But there was a trap in it. The world's finest swords would all have owners. Asking like that would land me something a tier below, obviously. She knew it too—steering me to avoid empowering me too much.
"Don't bullshit me. Get the materials."
"Understood."
And with that, both requests were done.
"Sex tonight."
I didn't know how much time I had left here. Better knock it out quick.
"Th-that can wait! I'll gather the materials first!"
Suddenly, a window flew open. Platina bolted through it. Gone in a blink.
That reaction...
She is a virgin, isn't she?
That was my first meeting with Platina, now filled with questions.
After the honor duel, Melt didn't show up for classes. Word was he'd holed up in the dorms. While he moped there, I enjoyed Yvonah's body to my heart's content.
Already fully conditioned, Yvonah called me "Master" and obeyed my every command faithfully. There was a close call where she nearly said it in public, but I slipped out of it.
I spent about a week alone with her. Then Melt finally returned to classes.
The gloomy expression from last time was gone. Confidence now lit his face.
What the hell?
A total shift in just a week. Even for a protagonist, his mentality should've been shattered.
Oh, right...
Rumor had it Platina had visited him.
Wonder what she did...
Didn't matter to me. My goal was conquering the heroines. Not breaking the protagonist.
But when's she gathering those materials?
I debated pressing her again. Right on cue, a voice echoed in my head.
[Preparations are ready. Come see me later.]
I bolted straight to the principal's office.
"Haa... skipping classes?"
"This is more important."
Platina sighed again and pulled materials from thin air. Even to my untrained eye, they were incredible. The mana aura alone was untouchable.
"Top-grade, as you wanted."
She smirked. Why so smug?
My question answered itself.
"If you can even smelt these, that is."
Top-grade materials no ordinary blacksmith could handle.
She can do it, right? The woman I knew probably could... but seeing her grin made me uneasy.
Grab 'em first. She already had them—no backing out now. I stowed them in my Inventory.
"Got the materials... you know what comes next, right?"
"..."
Platina flushed and went silent at my prompt.
"You pick the place and time."
"..."
No response, as expected.
"I'm out."
I left without another word.
Talking with Platina made me late for class. The instructor couldn't say shit. Good grades, strong fighter, promising cadet—who'd risk pissing me off?
I sat without a scolding. Then I felt eyes on me.
What the hell's that look?
Melt, smirking at me like he'd won something. What had Platina done to turn utter despair into this?
Gonna ask him leisurely tonight. Over a thick evening session, using my lower half.
Anticipating it, time flew by.
[Dinner first.]
Platina called me on an empty stomach. I arrived at a fancy restaurant as bidden.
Wine and steak.
"..."
She ate in silence, pouring my wine nonstop.
Her ploy was obvious. Get me drunk and sloppy. But my liver, tempered by countless clients, didn't budge.
Clink! Last bite of steak.
Gulp! Swallowed it down. Platina's hopes crumbled.
"Done eating? Let's go."
Meal over.
"Fine."
Her plan foiled, she stood first with a sigh.
Following her led to a lavish mansion.
"My home. No one will overhear us here."
Thus, I entered her bedroom.
"Unexpected."
"What is?"
"That you'd actually do it. Sex."
A powerhouse like her could've blown me off. Yet here she was, honoring the deal.
"It's my pride."
She claimed she kept her word.
Not just pride, though... There was more. Uncovering it could wait.
For now...
"I'll shower first."
Sex, obviously.
Shhh—! I finished first; Platina went in after.
This is the best part. Waiting for a woman fresh from the shower. The thrill of soon unveiling her hidden nude body. The excitement of ravaging it as I pleased. That's why I loved the wait.
Water stopped.
Creak—! Bathroom door opened.
Platina emerged in a robe, sitting awkwardly beside me. I placed a hand on her shoulder.
Massaged gently to ease her tension, sliding inward bit by bit.
She trembled faintly. I caressed her soft cheek.
Slip—! Peeled off her robe.
Her naked body revealed.
"B-be gentle... it's my first time."