Shutra Magic Academy (2-12)
The Stadtfeld Count family.
Luna's house was a storied lineage of mages that had long ruled a territory within the Levin Kingdom. The world today was so peaceful that war felt like nothing more than a distant speck of dust, yet in ages past the Stadtfeld family had stood at the vanguard of the Levin Kingdom, famous for their unwavering loyalty to the crown.
The first head of House Stadtfeld—known by the moniker of Levin's Silver Eagle—had once been renowned enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the man now called the Archmage, Ludwig Lifenstein. Some even whispered that, by the standards of that era alone, he had never fallen short of the great mage.
But in the end he had been a man the world never chose. His lifespan ran out and he died. Later, thanks to the deeds he left behind, House Stadtfeld was granted its own lands, and from that territory they continued to serve the kingdom with loyalty, holding the frontier. That was the history of the family to which Luna Stadtfeld belonged.
And that family of immeasurable history… had now vanished without a trace.
The reason was treason.
The Levin Kingdom had marched into the Stadtfeld territory and slaughtered them all. The sole survivor among them was Luna herself. It had been pure chance. Because she was still a child, she was not executed on the spot. While several members of her house were put to death, the persuasion of Louis's grandparents spared her life. Louis's family was a ducal house deeply involved in the kingdom's central politics, and they had long maintained close ties with Luna's family—so she lived.
Yet even though she lived, Luna could no longer feel as if she were alive. After watching the family she had believed she would love and remain beside for the rest of her life be butchered before her eyes, living on as a whole person had become impossible.
In order to keep living, she had set herself a single goal.
Shutra.
It was not a desire to raise her house again, nor a wish to restore its honor. She simply needed at least one purpose in life if she was to keep her mind intact. And as she poured herself into that goal, the bleeding from the old wounds of her past gradually stopped and began to scab over.
But the wounds had not disappeared. She had merely found a purpose that could cover them and let her forget. Success, for her, was never about securing a future. The future itself… needed that purpose simply in order to exist.
Luna finished telling me everything about her past and bowed her head.
"I may have looked like a noble, but I'm not that kind of woman anymore. I still have a house to return to… but no family left to welcome me home."
"…"
Luna had come looking for me saying she knew about Karl and Sonya. Yet instead of explaining the circumstances around that, she had suddenly launched into her own story. Right now, though, the connections between the tales did not matter to me.
"I'm sorry I told you so late."
"…Yeah. Why are you telling me this now?"
"…"
I stood up, moved beside Luna, and looked down at her with a furrowed brow.
"Shouldn't you have told me this a long time ago?"
"Th-that's…"
The moment she heard my sharp tone, Luna grew restless, lowered her head, and began to tremble, her hands shaking. She looked exactly like someone who had been caught in a crime. The composed, dignified Luna I knew had vanished without a trace; all that remained was a terrified prisoner whose guilt had been exposed.
I pulled the trembling Luna to her feet and met her eyes. Forced upright, she flinched in surprise.
"Hnn…"
"Why did you only tell me this now?"
"Th-that's…"
Tears welled at the corners of her eyes as she began to speak, as if pouring out her self-reproach.
"I was scared. Scared that if you found out I wasn't a noble… you would leave me…"
"…"
"I'm sorry."
Until now I had never known Luna's circumstances in any real detail. From her perspective, it had only been about two and a half months since we met. It must have been something hard to put into words so easily. Contrary to what she seemed to think, I was not angry because I had just learned she was no longer a noble. I was angry because I had only now learned how unhappy her life had been.
I pulled her into my arms and spoke.
"Why only tell me now? I had no idea you were going through something that hard…"
"D-did you actually hear what I just said? I'm not the noble you thought I was…"
Seeing a reaction so different from what she had expected, Luna started offering even more self-damaging explanations. But if the person she was talking to was me, that supposed disadvantage meant nothing at all.
"I never thought that."
"…What?"
I gently eased Luna out of my embrace, shook my head, and said,
"I never once thought about you being a noble…"
"Then all this time…"
"I just liked you, Luna. You. I never particularly cared about your family or the name Stadtfeld…"
"Hic…"
After that, Luna clung to me and cried without end.
Well, in this world a famous house or a high noble title must carry enormous weight, right?
That is correct. By present standards a professorship at Shutra would rank higher, yet so long as a class system exists, such titles still carry significant meaning.
It was a truly ironic difference in perspective. From Luna's point of view, she had just laid bare her greatest shame before the person she loved and must have felt completely stripped bare. By contrast, I had never cared much about power or prestige in this world; I had only ever been interested in Luna herself, so her so-called shame barely registered.
After crying in my arms for a long while, Luna finally managed to stop her tears, collected herself, and resumed the conversation.
"Then… why were you angry earlier…?"
"Just… I had no idea you'd lived such a hard life. It felt like I'd been treating everything too lightly this whole time… so I got mad at myself."
That was the truth. When I first met Luna she had reeked of nobility so strongly that it never occurred to me she might have suffered. Louis's family was noble, Luna was noble—all I had ever seen was a girl pouring herself into her studies for the sake of honor. Learning that she had lived through something so painful simply made me angry at how casually I had been acting around her.
Luna reached up, smoothed the frown from my face with her fingers, and said,
"Please don't think that way. I like the way you usually are. Now that you know my circumstances, I hope you won't start walking on eggshells around me. I actually prefer it this way…"
"…Got it."
I answered with a smile and stepped closer. With her usual sharp instincts, Luna read both my expression and my movement at once and immediately grew wary.
"…Wait a second."
"What?"
"You're not seriously… right?"
Luna crossed her arms over her pajama-clad chest and tried to ease back, but I was already inside her defensive range. The wary Luna—
"Kyaah! W-wait a minute!"
"If you keep yelling like that, the professor might hear us, you know?"
"Y-you're the one trying to do something weird inside the professor's mansion right now, Suho!"
"But earlier you said you liked it when I didn't walk on eggshells."
"Th-that's… kyaah!"
I cut off her reply, scooped her up in both arms, and carried her toward the bed. After laying her down gently, I looked down at her and whispered,
"And… showing up dressed like this and then telling me to hold back is just cruel, don't you think?"
"It's just pajamas—why are you getting so…"
I cupped her breast through the fabric of her pajamas and smiled.
"Remember this from now on."
"…?"
"Appearing in front of me in this outfit is the switch that turns me on…"
"W-wait… hnn!"
At the sudden grip of my hand on her chest, Luna flinched and clamped a hand over her mouth—and that was how our thrilling sex began.
At the front desk of an inn in Shutra, a man was shouting in a furious voice.
"Just tell me!"
"Sir, raising your voice like that at this late hour is… problematic…"
"Then tell me! Among the guests—is there a silver-haired woman…"
"As I've already explained several times, we cannot freely disclose guest information…"
The female receptionist could only repeat the same answer with an increasingly awkward expression. Just when it seemed the argument would never end, several men in neat uniforms entered from outside and approached the shouting man.
"Good evening. We are the Shutra Guard. If it is not too much trouble, may we ask for your identity?"
"Kh… My name is…"
Intimidated by the burly men, he recited his name and status.
"My name is Louis Brandlup, heir of the Brandlup Ducal House of the Levin Kingdom, and a student of Shutra."
"Ah! So you are a Shutra student?"
The moment Louis answered, the gazes of everyone around them changed completely. Even the receptionist who had been frowning moments earlier smoothed her expression and began treating him with a smile. Louis felt a flicker of relief, yet at the same time a bitter sense that his pride was being bent out of shape.
They don't care at all about the Brandlup name, but the moment they hear "student" their eyes light up? Irritating bastards…
Even if the people here regarded him highly, Louis did not feel good about it. The humiliation of realizing his own house was being looked down upon only swelled larger.
I wanted to hide my student status as much as possible…
At present he was only able to go outside at all thanks to Sonya's help. Causing trouble under those circumstances would do him no favors, so he had been trying to keep his student identity concealed while searching for Luna. The guards smiled and asked him,
"We came because we received a report of a disturbance. May we ask what the matter is?"
"Well…"
After considerable hesitation, Louis spoke about Luna.
"I… I came because I wanted to know whether a silver-haired woman is staying here. If you would just tell me that much…"
"Our apologies. Even for a Shutra student, we cannot freely reveal guest information."
"Kh…"
After more internal conflict, Louis decided to lie.
"The girl I'm looking for is a Shutra student, and she's in a bad situation right now!"
"Hmm… th-that is…"
From their perspective, word that a Shutra student was in danger was not something they could simply ignore. The guards exchanged glances several times, then spoke to Louis.
"Understood. We will assist you."
Louis began to feel uneasy at their response.
I just threw it out there—hope it's fine… Once I find Luna I can talk my way out of anything. And if… that idiot bastard is with her, I'll kill him on the spot…
With that, Louis set out with the guards to search for Luna.
"Hnnn! Hnnngh…"
Inside the professor's mansion—inside the mansion of a professor with whom they were on close terms—Sung Suho's seed was filling Luna's womb without a single gap left empty. Luna's pussy gripped his cock and refused to let go. Drunk on the sensation of the endless cum pouring into her, she locked her legs tightly around Suho's waist, leaving him unable to move while she milked every last drop from him.
With eyes wet from both pleasure and tears, Luna gazed up at him seductively. After emptying everything he had, he kissed her.
"Mmh… slurp… haaahn…"
During the kiss the last remaining spurts of cum shot out and stimulated the walls of her womb. The moment those walls were stimulated, the legs that had briefly loosened clamped down hard again.
"Hnn… haah… haah… A bed really is the best after all."
"Once exams are over, let's come out more often."
"Hehe… I'd like that."
The cock that had been ravaging the inside of Luna's pajamas gradually lost its strength and was drawn out of her, trailing a long silver thread of mixed fluids past the hem of her skirt. The combination of white and translucent juices caught the room's light and connected the two of them like a silver thread. Looking at it, Luna spoke primly.
"Even if this is a guest room, we should still observe the minimum of manners, don't you think?"
"Hnn… Luna…"
"Stay still. Mmh… lick…"
Luna bent at the waist, buried her face between Suho's legs, and began to clean him with her mouth. At this point even Suho grew curious.
"Luna."
"Mmh… yes?"
"Does… putting my thing in your mouth not feel gross?"
Suho had heard stories about sex not only from games but from the world at large. Even women who had no resistance to sex itself sometimes hated blowjobs… And cleaning a cock that was already coated in mixed juices with her mouth was something most women would never do so readily. Yet Luna, without him ever asking, always finished by sucking him clean like this—even that first time when his cock had still been stained with blood…
"It would be a lie to say I feel no resistance at all."
"Ah, then you don't have to force yourself to—kh!"
Ignoring his words, Luna stuck out her tongue and licked the ridge of his glans as if savoring candy, then smiled.
"I do it because I know it makes you feel good. And if word got around that a woman couldn't even clean up after her man, that would be its own kind of trouble. Mmh…"
"Kh!"
According to Luna, the noblewomen she associated with shared surprisingly dangerous topics—who was seeing whom, what acts they had performed with whom, how well they pleasured their husbands at night, and so on. Suho was astonished to learn that the conversations circulating among them were on an entirely different level from those of the women in the world he had come from.
Once the cleanup blowjob was finished, Luna lay down using Suho's arm as a pillow and began to talk.
"Come to think of it, we got completely sidetracked while talking about Professor Sonya and Karl."
"Ah… so what was that about, anyway? You said you knew about Karl and Professor Sonya…?"
"Well…"
Luna looked up at me and opened her mouth.
"Karl came to me in person earlier and explained everything. About how the two of them can't have a child."
By the time Louis finished searching for Luna, dawn had arrived and the streets were empty of people.
"This is the last inn."
"Th-there must be some mistake! Check again…"
"…That is impossible. Our guards thoroughly searched the premises even while being berated by the guests."
Even the guards who had been smiling brightly earlier were gradually losing their good humor. While several of them glared at Louis, one more guard came running toward the group. The newcomer whispered something into the ear of the guard standing with Louis.
…Did they find her!?
Louis's chest swelled with expectation; he waited with a smile for the whispered exchange to end. When it finished, the guard who appeared to be the leader frowned and approached him. Louis called out,
"Did you find her!?"
"Mm… no. But we did learn something else."
"W-what?"
Louis sensed the strange atmosphere. The lead guard jerked his chin toward the others and said,
"It seems a student currently out on leave from Shutra Academy has failed to return, and the school is in an uproar. The student's name is…"
"Huh!?"
Two guards seized Louis by both arms. The one in front smiled and delivered the final words.
"Louis Brandlup, I believe. Come—we will escort you safely back to the academy."
"W-wait! L-let go of me!!"
And so Louis was dragged back to Shutra Magic Academy with both arms held firmly by the Guard.