[Arhen] Episode 23 — The Stolen Childhood Friend and the Descent of the Silver-Haired Princess
There had been a very clear reason why, the night before, Go Yushin had ended up spending a sweat-and-love-juice-soaked night on an inn bed with his busty class president Erika, the two of them taking each other's virginity in the heat of the moment.
Ever since he had utterly demolished the arrogant high-ranking noble Andrew in the sparring arena in a mere three seconds, the emerald eyes Erika turned toward him had brimmed with an admiration she couldn't hide — and with raw, unmistakable heat.
That very day, the moment afternoon classes ended, Erika had approached him hesitantly, her slender frame trembling under the weight of the G-cup breasts straining at the buttons of her uniform blouse.
"Yushin-ssi... th-there's this quiet, pretty tea shop I always go to, and... could you maybe come with me there today?"
The breathtaking innocence and sensuality of Erika as she cupped her flushed cheeks, shyly lowered her head, and asked for the man's consent — there was not a single reason in the world for him to refuse. And when Yushin nodded readily, Erika beamed a smile bright enough to light up the whole street.
But no sooner had their peaceful, sweet tea time ended and Erika pushed open the shop door to step out onto the street than her childhood friend Ryuk, who had been lurking in the darkness of the alleyway weeping tears of blood, drew his wand and lunged.
"You lecherous foreigner bastard! What the hell did you do to pure, innocent Erika?! Burn — Fireball!"
Blinded by jealousy, Ryuk completed his magic circle in midair with a madman's expression and hurled it forward.
For an ordinary mage, the timing was already far too desperate — too late to cut off the incantation in time.
But Yushin didn't so much as blink. He simply flicked the index finger of his right hand lightly through the empty air.
"Revert."
Suuuuh—!
The moment the first authority of the S-rank magic Reversion left Yushin's lips, the massive sphere of flame spewing from Ryuk's fingertips froze dead in midair as if time itself were being rewound — and then shot back in reverse, straight at Ryuk's face.
KWAAANG!
"Kghaaak?! M-my Fireball, why is it—why is it coming at me?!"
At the sight of Ryuk's sorry figure tumbling across the ground in the wake of the firestorm, Erika collapsed where she stood, relief and terror mingling until her legs simply gave out.
Yushin let out a quiet sigh, walked over to her, and gently wrapped his arms around her trembling shoulders.
"It's okay, Class Rep. It's all over now."
Gathered into Yushin's sturdy embrace, Erika finally released the tears she'd been holding back, clutching fistfuls of his clothing.
"Hic... I was so scared, Yushin-ssi... I never knew Ryuk could go insane like that..."
"It wasn't your fault. So don't cry."
As Yushin tenderly wiped her tears away, Ryuk staggered up off the ground, saw the two of them, and his eyes rolled back as he screamed as if coughing up blood.
"Get away from Erika...! I warned you! Erika is... Erika is my fiancée — we promised to marry each other when we were kids!"
Desperately trying to justify himself, Ryuk struggled to draw another magic circle with trembling hands.
But Yushin looked down at that pathetic flailing with contempt and whispered, coldly.
"Silence."
Swish.
With that single word, the flow of mana around Ryuk was severed as if by a lie.
The clumsy red magic circle he'd been sketching into the air lost its light, shattered into fragments, and scattered into nothing.
"Why... why won't my magic come out... WHY?!"
As the completely disarmed Ryuk knelt on the ground in despair, Erika rose from Yushin's arms, wiped her tears, and drove the final nail into his coffin with a cold, resolute voice.
"I never... not once, ever, promised to marry you!"
Ryuk's face drained stark white.
"W-we were little... back in our hometown we played house and you said you'd marry me...!"
"That was playing in the sandbox when we were five or six years old! I have never once thought of you as a man, and I never, ever will! Don't ever show yourself in front of me again!"
Erika's decisive severance, without leaving a shred of lingering attachment behind.
Ryuk, tears of blood streaming down a face like a soul shattered to pieces, jabbed a finger at Yushin.
"Just you wait... Erika, you're being deceived by that sly bastard! I swear I'll tear off his hideous mask...!"
With Ryuk's wretched retreating back behind her, Erika buried her enormous breasts even deeper into Yushin's arm and whispered, in the most secret of tones.
"Yushin-ssi... my heart is pounding so hard I'm afraid to go back to the dormitory alone. At the inn nearby... could you just hold me for a little while...?"
That sweet, seductive temptation was precisely what had led to the two of them's passionate first experience the night before.
And after that night, Erika was by day the diligent, proper class president — but the moment night fell, she transformed into a shameless bitch in heat who crept past the dormitory matron's watchful eyes to knock softly at the door of Yushin's private room.
Click.
"Master... your personal busty bitch Erika has arrived... ♥"
In contrast to her pure, innocent face, Erika mounted Yushin's bed with her uniform blouse flung wide open, dropped into doggystyle with her plump hips raised high, and offered herself up to his massive cock.
"Hahh... please pound into my tight little pussy all the way to the end in doggystyle... and slap my ass too, Master...!"
Smack! Crack—!
"Ohh! F-fuck...! Yes, it feels so good, so goooood...!"
Every time Yushin brought his palm down hard on her white buttocks and drove his weight into her from above in a furious piston rhythm, Erika drooled and quivered her womb shamelessly.
It always ended the same way: Yushin crushing her lips beneath a rough kiss as he pulled her tight into his arms, poured a thick wave of his creamy seed deep into her womb, and fucked her unconscious.
The next morning, in front of the central fountain of the magic academy.
"Erika, I've noticed you and the transfer student Go Yushin walk to school together every single morning these days... You two really are dating, aren't you?"
Erika's closest friend Sara threw the question like a fastball, her eyes glinting with mischief.
For an instant, Erika's face flushed scarlet as a boiled beet, and she stole a cautious glance at Yushin standing beside her.
A lovely gaze, asking permission — could she really go ahead and acknowledge their relationship of her own accord?
When Yushin gave her a soft smile and nodded, Erika straightened her back with the joy of a girl who owned the world and declared, boldly.
"Yes! That's right, Sara. I... I'm dating Yushin-ssi, and it's serious!"
At that proud bombshell, dozens of female students passing by froze mid-step and began to buzz.
"Oh my god, it was real?!"
"The ice queen class president has completely fallen for the transfer student!"
"How far have the two of you gone?!"
As her friends' teasing questions came flying, Erika turned red to the tips of her ears, cupped her cheeks in both hands, and mumbled.
"H-how far is... a secret..."
"What's so good about him, Erika?"
Under Sara's relentless grilling, Erika looked up at Yushin with rapturous eyes and shouted it out for the whole courtyard to hear.
"Yushin-ssi's... everything! I love everything about him!"
In that instant, the air around the fountain fell into a dead silence.
At Erika's confession — so honest, so blindly devoted — Sara and every other student within earshot stood frozen with their mouths hanging open.
Only then realizing what she had just said, Erika wrung her own breasts in embarrassment and buried her face deeply.
"I-I mean... his personality, his gentle hands, his overwhelming skill... being by Yushin-ssi's side just makes me feel like the safest, happiest person in the world..."
It was the very moment that the flustered, heart-fluttering sighs of the surrounding girls began to burst forth over that adorable confession.
Tap. Tap.
The rhythmical, dignified click of heeled shoes rang out, and the murmur of the courtyard died away as if by magic.
Every gaze turned, as one, toward a single direction.
Long, pure-white hair shimmering silver in the sunlight, adorned with a violet flower-ribbon hairpin.
Mysterious golden eyes that sparkled with a warm, benevolent light.
A peerless imperial princess, dressed in the stately, elegant dress uniform of the imperial court — white and pastel blue with golden epaulettes — while tenderly cradling a thick ancient grimoire in her arms.
The First Princess of the Arhen Empire and a high-rank auxiliary mage: Princess Freya.
As the eyes of countless students converged upon her, Freya blushed faintly and tilted her head, looking just a touch flustered.
"Everyone...? Why are you all staring at me like that?"
At the noble grace radiating from her dignified figure, the surrounding students held their breath.
Sara brightened and gave Freya's sleeve a little tug.
"Oh! Princess Freya, Your Highness! We were just having the most thrilling conversation about romance! Come over here, quick!"
"A thrilling... conversation?"
Freya blinked her eyes, hugging the grimoire in her arms a little tighter.
But then she caught sight of Yushin and Erika's tender closeness, and with a graceful, saintly smile worthy of a princess, she took a step closer.
"Fufu, I'm curious what kind of fun story this is. Might I... listen in as well?"
And so, with the descent of Princess Freya — her violet flower ribbon swaying as she approached — the epic harem saga surrounding Go Yushin at the magic academy began to ripple outward, deeper and more secret than ever before.