#020 Sex Slave
The selection for Alchemy, Close Combat, and Practical Magic has been finalized. The professors and teaching assistants of these departments are to prepare thoroughly so that no mistakes occur on the day of the event.
Getting chosen for the three most popular departments wasn’t difficult.
After all, Practical Magic was currently the hottest topic in the entire academy.
The real issue was the level of perfection we’d have to show on the actual day.
“Princess Reina.”
“I am listening, Duke Pellermil.”
“Is the associate professor position for Practical Magic currently vacant?”
“Yes, it is.”
What is he trying to say?
I looked at Pellermil’s face. That familiar, sinister glint was there—the rotten expression unique to him that I had come to recognize naturally after years of conflict.
“In that case, I have found a talented individual who could assist Your Highness.”
Only then did the princess’s expression stiffen slightly, as if she had finally caught on.
You son of a bitch. Are you seriously trying to humiliate us in public?
So what? We can just put her to sleep for a little while on the day itself.
That would work, but…
From preparation to the actual event, our every move would be leaked in real time. It was incredibly inconvenient.
Especially practicing magic alone together…
Stop bullshitting. Be honest. You’re just scared you won’t get to touch the princess’s tits, aren’t you?
…No, I’m not?
Either way, from the princess’s perspective, there was no good reason to refuse.
Where could she possibly find an outstanding mage talented enough to serve as an associate professor on such short notice?
Pellermil let out an unpleasant laugh and called out loudly.
“Come in.”
The door opened with a click-clack of heels. A figure entered.
Blood-red hair fluttered, and an eyepatch covered one eye… Huh?
Whoa… I just got full-body chills. Why the hell is she here? Don’t tell me she was the one chasing us that night?
It was exactly that.
The temporary associate professor for Practical Magic that Pellermil had shoved in was none other than Bella.
“Then allow me to introduce her. This is my granddaughter, Bella Hardrens.”
“Nice to meet you, Your Highness~”
She had zero seriousness in her, but perhaps because people were watching? Or because she was in front of the princess?
At least her tone was somewhat restrained.
However, when she turned to look at me, she shot me a meaningful glance.
“I’ll be counting on you too, Assistant♥”
This bitch using polite speech normally is making me anxious. Is it just me?
I don’t know… Fuck. She definitely seems to recognize my face.
And so, a crazy woman was added as the associate professor for Practical Magic. Thanks to that, I became certain of one thing.
Pellermil was trying to sabotage this event.
It won’t go the way you want, Pellermil.
“I look forward to working with you as well, Miss Bella.”
We ended up in the princess’s room, sitting across from each other with snacks laid out so we could get acquainted in private.
After all, Bella was a noble lady.
Even though it was obvious she had been sent as a spy, basic courtesy still had to be observed.
But the person in question didn’t seem to care about any of that at all.
She simply stared at me with a bright, goofy smile.
Hmm~ Hmm♥
This is seriously burdensome…
It’s confirmed. She definitely recognizes us.
I tried to turn my head toward the princess while picking up a cookie, but her piercing gaze on the side of my head was burning.
And because she was staring so openly, even the usually oblivious princess noticed something was off.
“Do you two know each other?”
“No—”
“Yes~”
Damn it. So she really did see my face that night.
I should have cast a spell to make sure she wouldn’t recognize me, even if it was annoying.
The princess’s eyes widened as she asked.
“How do you two…?”
Then Bella linked her arm with mine and answered.
I could see a vein throbbing on the princess’s forehead.
“We just happened to get to know each other late one night~”
“Wait. Late one night…?”
The princess’s pupils shook left and right.
Her expression screamed It can’t be, right?
I turned to Bella with the exact same look. Though for a completely different reason.
She wouldn’t actually tell the truth, right?
But it seemed I had placed my hopes in the wrong person.
“We met and I offered him my most precious thing♥”
“W-what did you say?!”
“All night long he went at me like a beast and came a total of twelve times… Aww, how embarrassing…!”
I looked at the princess’s face.
She was so shocked her eyes were wide open, frozen like a statue.
Wow. This household really knows how to make drama. This is fucking hilarious.
Are you kidding me right now…?
What’s the big deal? Don’t overthink it. Just fuck them both and be done with it.
Well, that was true, but…
The princess seemed quite shaken.
Her fresh, budding love for me had been growing rapidly lately. Then suddenly some strange woman appears and claims she spent all night doing that with me. Of course she’d be upset.
The princess, having barely regained her senses, asked.
“How long have you two known each other?”
“Hmm… About six days?”
“Lady Bella. How could you do such a thing after only six days…”
It seemed completely beyond the princess’s comprehension.
Bella smiled brightly and answered.
“He’s handsome, isn’t he? Don’t you think so too?”
The princess let out a small groan and gave a tiny nod.
Then she glanced at me and blushed.
I winked at her in return.
Her face practically exploded.
Seeing her ears turn bright red, I chuckled softly.
As expected, the princess really is cute when she’s like this.
But our warm little moment of mutual understanding didn’t last long…
Bella cut in between us.
“So I decided to serve him as my master♥ During the day I’ll be the associate professor, and at night I’ll be his sex slave. How does that sound, Kael?”
“S-sex slave?!”
The princess’s mouth fell open.
It had clearly exceeded the limits of her common sense.
This bitch is a total couple breaker. Heh heh heh.
She continued her relentless assault.
“Or should I be your slave during the day too? I can do that if you want♥”
Bella wriggled her index finger and stroked my chest.
The princess, unable to watch any longer, shot up from her seat.
Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward her.
“H-he still doesn’t know much… but this boy is mine! We’re in love with each other!”
“Really…?”
Bella’s chilling gaze locked onto me.
Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes hid a cold blade.
“Right? Our puppy wouldn’t do something like that, would he?”
Bella slowly approached and placed her hand on my cheek.
She deepened her smile and said,
“That night when you kissed me, you said you’d take responsibility for my body♥”
Ah, fuck. Wait a second.
I didn’t mean it like that…
You idiot. That’s why I told you to watch your words that night. You brought this on yourself. Heh heh.
Her face drew closer.
Those cherry-like, adorable lips pushed forward.
But then my vision spun, and an entirely different pair of lips met mine.
Chu…
The princess pulled away and declared,
“Bella Hardrens. I’m sorry, but this boy is mine. So give up.”
Oho. Is this the princess’s counterattack? Or has she awakened?
The princess hugged me tightly, showing a firm resolve that she would never let me go.
But who was Bella?
She was the woman who proudly held the number one spot among the empire’s crazy bitches.
She smiled.
“Then let’s include Her Highness too. I’ll be the slave at night, so during the day, Your Highness can be the slave~”
“W-what kind of vulgar nonsense is that…!”
“If you don’t like it, then hand Kael over—”
The princess stepped in front of me.
Bella took a step forward as well, refusing to back down.
An strange tension flowed between the two women as their breasts pressed together.
The princess opened her mouth.
“Fine. But I’ll be the night slave.”
“Okay~ Then I’ll be the day slave~”
And so, on that day, I gained two slaves.
Slaves who held the positions of princess and noble lady, no less.
Wow, Aslan. You’re really popular, huh?
This isn’t something to be happy about, you know?
For some reason, I felt like I was taking one step further away from my grand ambitions.
***
“Chancellor. Why would you appoint your own granddaughter as the associate professor for Practical Magic…”
It made sense. Their plan had been to ruin the announcement for that department.
If that had happened, the princess and her assistant wouldn’t have been able to show their faces in public anymore.
But suddenly the chancellor’s granddaughter had been appointed as associate professor there?
If things went wrong, even the noble lady could end up becoming a laughingstock.
The people on the second prince’s side assumed the chancellor had sent his daughter in to carry out some scheme they weren’t aware of.
But the man himself was also dying inside.
Sigh. What am I supposed to do…
His completely willful granddaughter.
One late evening.
After finishing work and returning home, Bella had come to see him.
Pellermil, who had always cherished her, happily welcomed his granddaughter who had come to visit after so long.
She was currently working as a squad leader in the autonomous patrol, and after an experiment left her unable to control her sanity, she had been half-ostracized by the family. It was rare to even see her face at home.
While they were happily chatting,
Bella suddenly acted cute and made a request.
Remembering how he hadn’t been able to take good care of her lately, he promised on the spot that he would grant any request. Bella then told him what she wanted.
Her request was…
“Grandpa~ I want to quit the patrol and go to the academy~”
“The academy? Alright. Go ahead. Just tell me where you want to go. Your grandpa will send you anywhere!”
He should never have said those words.
“Practical Magic! Send me there as an associate professor~”
Pellermil’s eyes shot open wide. He tried desperately to persuade his granddaughter, but it was useless.
This child’s stubbornness was even stronger than his own bull-like tenacity.
Um… Chancellor?
When Pellermil remained silent with his hand on his forehead, the others carefully glanced at him and asked.
He waved them off, saying it was nothing.
Left alone in the chancellor’s office, the old man let out a long sigh as his wrinkles seemed to deepen even further.
She’s impossible to handle. Impossible. I need to find her a suitable partner soon…