Chapter 45
Chapter 45
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: I Can't Be the Only One Taking the Hit (3)
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Exasperating piano lessons.
Alchemy classes.
Reading discussions.
All done.
Odile and Odette headed straight to the academy through the portal installed inside the mansion.
Maintaining and repairing the portal required an astronomical amount of gold.
But the Gemernai family, the wealthiest among the earl houses with its mountains of wealth, could more than handle it.
They passed through the teachers' corridor and entered the lecture hall where they always had class.
The twins sat down and, in an unusually tense atmosphere, pulled out the thermos they'd kept tucked in their bosoms.
They looked as resolute as terrorists right before a suicide attack.
"Odette, you ready?"
"Yeah, sis."
And with precise measurements, they carefully poured the Eros aphrodisiac into the thermos.
Amelia wouldn't drink the whole thing, so they'd put in a generous double dose.
With plenty of the pink moss—alchemical catalyst—mixed in, even a sip would show strong effects.
The red black tea and the pinkish Eros aphrodisiac blended without much noticeable change.
Clack-clack-clack.
If they'd been even a little slower, they would've been caught red-handed.
The sound of Amelia's high heels echoed down the hall.
Odile quickly hid the vial of aphrodisiac, while Odette vigorously shook the lidded thermos to mix it.
"Be quiet."
The twins usually chattered away before class, so Amelia entered with her habitual first greeting to hush them.
But the eerily silent atmosphere made her tilt her head in confusion.
Behind her waddled Shin Siwoo, wearing an awkward expression.
Odette avoided his eyes, and Odile couldn't look straight at him either.
It was their first face-to-face since that steamy rendezvous in the carriage.
Seeing him again overlapped memories of that day, making their faces flush for no reason.
Glancing down at his crotch, the twins immediately understood why Siwoo walked so uncomfortably into the room.
He was carrying eight thick textbooks in his arms.
Hard to believe and even harder to accept, but that was a full week's worth of assignments.
The twins felt a twinge of guilt toward Amelia ease a bit at her cruelty, which ignored students' plight entirely.
"Good day, Professor!"
"Good day to you too, Assistant?"
Odette gave Siwoo a quick wave hello before whipping her face away.
"...?"
Normally, the twins would bombard Siwoo with greetings.
Amelia blinked at their awkward reactions, glancing between the twins and Siwoo.
But she was a diligent professor who filled every minute of her three-hour class without waste.
"Hand in your short papers."
"Yes!"
"Yes, Professor!"
Having pondered the best timing, the twins submitted their week's assignments.
They were barely papers—more like reviews and applications of class material, lacking any real formality.
Amelia's red pen danced mercilessly over the twins' work as usual.
"Um, Professor Amelia."
"Yes, Odette."
"You must work so hard teaching us deficient sisters."
"You know it well. I've never taught like this, so what's this part?"
"Eek!"
For some reason, timid Odette spoke up first, but Amelia shoved back the paper bombarded with red ink corrections, her tone laced with dissatisfaction.
"Mana distribution calculations are the alpha and omega of magic. You arrogantly skipped the formulas, and both process and results are riddled with errors."
"S-Sorry."
Overwhelmed by Amelia's sternness today, Odette sank immediately.
She slipped her hands between her knees and bowed her head low.
And rightly so—Amelia's assignments were extremely advanced, voluminous, and complex.
But the twins, newly awakened to the world of sex, had put in less than half their usual effort this week.
Thanks to Odette gauging the mood first, Odile kept silent until Amelia finished grading.
"Take them back."
Odile and Odette tremblingly retrieved their papers.
Amelia tapped her nails on the desk, visibly offended.
She'd acknowledge effort even if the results were poor, but zero effort from students was unforgivable.
That was Amelia's teaching philosophy.
Dry ice-like chill radiated from her today.
"Deeply disappointing."
"Sorry..."
The twins bowed their heads in unison.
Odette's shoulders slumped, looking utterly dejected.
Almost frightened.
But Odile was different.
With Amelia's anger making her skin prickle, wasn't this the perfect moment for the Eros aphrodisiac to take effect?
The furious professor suddenly pining for the assistant?
Just imagining it sparked raging curiosity.
"Professor."
"Yes."
"May I say something I'd like to offer you?"
"Make it quick. I'm pondering where to start reteaching."
Startled Odette tugged desperately at Odile's skirt under the desk.
'Sis!'
But Odile was already resolved.
She pulled out the tea that Odette had shaken so vigorously earlier, now laced with the aphrodisiac.
"Actually, I brought some tea for you, Professor. It's cold-brewed from the first leaves harvested from our family's tea garden."
Cold-brew tea involved layering ice with tea leaves between, steeping as the ice melted into chilled water.
"Especially, blending the leaves with raspberry notes lets you enjoy its unique aroma when served cold."
Odile poured some into a cup she'd brought separately and handed it to Amelia.
Amelia looked slightly taken aback.
Considering the twins' usual antics, this was exemplary student behavior.
"Thank you."
Then Siwoo, sensing something off, interjected.
No way that tea came from pure goodwill.
Especially judging by Odile's sparkling eyes, just like when she first saw his dick.
"Uh, Lady Amelia."
He urgently tried to stop her as she demurely cradled the cup like a tea ceremony textbook.
"What's wrong?"
"Uh, well..."
But how could he say it?
The twins spiked your tea with weird potion?
That would confess to the prior incident.
Stay silent, and who knew how Amelia would rampage under the aphrodisiac.
"Ah, nothing."
Siwoo gave up quickly.
He wasn't even sure they'd added the Eros aphrodisiac.
If they did, it had nothing to do with him.
The twins would just face severe punishment.
"I'll enjoy it."
Amelia slowly sipped the cool tea from the cup.
Odile and Odette's gazes locked entirely on her.
Odette had stripped Siwoo, mounted him, and begged to get pregnant.
Odile had taken him in her backdoor and received his semen.
So what about Amelia?
"Unique flavor."
Siwoo quietly backed away, careful not to catch her eye.
As long as they avoided the condition of smelling semen from a man within 10 seconds, things would stabilize.
The twins gripped their sweaty hands, awaiting what came next.
10 seconds.
9.
8.
7.
"Assistant Siwoo."
Amelia turned to Siwoo exactly when the countdown hit 7.
Siwoo swallowed hard.
If the twins' prank was real, the effect had already triggered.
No escaping now.
"How long are you holding those books?"
"Ah, right."
Siwoo stacked the textbooks Amelia had held during grading on the desk.
His eyes still flicked toward her.
"Class starts now."
And then.
10 minutes passed, 20 minutes.
Until the end of class, Amelia showed no change.
She calmly filled the full three hours as usual, then left after assigning at least double the usual homework—as if payback for the twins' poor performance today.
2.
"Why?"
"Why though?"
Back at the Gemernai mansion via portal, the twins wondered.
After dinner signaling the end of the day's duties, they had about five hours for personal time before bed.
Usually spent reading idly in the study, reviewing Amelia's notes, or bathing.
But not today.
They went straight to their room and sat on the bed.
"Why...?"
"Why though...?"
Odile and even Odette had observed Amelia throughout class.
The results? Utterly failed expectations.
Amelia finished class without a flicker in expression, then dropped a monstrous homework bomb.
"Maybe superhuman willpower held it back?"
"Odette, no woman could endure that."
"Effect worn off?"
"More likely her innate defenses neutralized it."
"Then she wouldn't let it slide without a word. But nothing happened."
The twins sighed deeply.
They'd been anxious about potential fallout from the prank, but no reaction brought disappointment over relief.
They'd hoped for at least a feverish, newborn-deer wobble from Professor Amelia.
"Odette, bring the book."
"Okay, sis."
They pulled out the "Forbidden Aphrodisiac Brewing Manual" hidden deep under the bed.
This leather-bound tome, faded from black to murky brown, was a rare find from the mansion's old library.
Rumored to be only two copies in existence.
Finding the Eros aphrodisiac page was easy—they'd flipped it before.
It detailed brewing methods, precautions, expected effects, and warnings.
"Hmm, here. 'Effects vary greatly by subject, distinguished by their latent sexual awareness.'"
"'Cases where effects are hard to see include the following:'"
"'Subjects who haven't menstruated, pregnant subjects, those utterly lacking mana sensitivity...'"
Huddled with heads together over the open book, the twins froze at one passage.
"'Additionally, the potion has no effect on subjects already in love with the semen donor.'"
"?????????"
Like dolls with dead batteries, the twins tilted their heads in unison.
"So, like. Let's sum it up."
Head spinning, Odile fanned her face with her palm.
"Professor Amelia has had her first period, right?"
"Obviously! Can't you tell?"
"Pregnant?"
"She's a witch?"
"No mana sensitivity... unlikely. So then..."
"Recap: We fed Professor Amelia the potion completed with Assistant's semen. So... she likes the assistant?"
The absurd conclusion sent the twins into panic.
"No way!"
"Impossible!"
And just as quickly, silence.
They'd reached a clear answer before dwelling on it.
"Aha!"
"This book's trash."
"Yeah, sis, toss it in the fireplace later."
"Nah, now."
All worries vanished; Odile stood lightly, chucked the book into the fireplace, and headed to the bath.
"Nearly got us in deep shit imitating some weird book."
"Yeah, ancient tomes are unreliable."
"Bath together, sis?"
The harmonious sisters scampered off, leaving only the book burning sadly in the fireplace.
The licking flames flipped a page.
[...However, in the case of the last example, the effects and duration have not been sufficiently verified, so caution is advised during experiments]