Chapter 18: Academy Isn't Easy (2)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 18: Academy Isn't Easy (2)[R-18]
Shiver—
Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine, as if I’d been marked as prey by some ancient demonic beast.
‘That was a close one.’
Evelyn had messaged me this morning saying she couldn't take the carriage together today, so I left a bit early...
For a moment, I thought the gates of hell were opening on the first day of the semester.
Elfriede Carleya
Otherwise known as UseNiceWordsOnly■
A fervent believer in Elf eugenics and an extreme racial supremacist.
Of course, I know one should separate a person's real-life persona from their Gallery concept.
...But there are limits to everything.
[Hey, you darkies. Don't go wandering around at night. I nearly had a heart attack because it looked like a pair of eyeballs were just floating in the air lol]
[Ugh, 300 years ago you f-ing humans couldn't even meet an Elf's gaze. What do you know, acting all high and mighty?]
[Look at the quality of Beastkin cooking lolling. The meat is so raw that if you took it to a church, it’d probably just spring back to life lol]
[Honestly, Elves being superior isn't discrimination, it's just a fact.]
I really didn't want to get involved with an Elf who posted things like that.
Slide—
When I opened the door to Class 2-C, someone was already there.
Black hair neatly tied in a half-updo and grey eyes that seemed devoid of emotion.
She had an appearance so perfect you’d believe it if someone said she was a doll rather than a person.
Normally, when a door opens, people look to see who arrived, but Estelle didn't take her eyes off her book, appearing completely uninterested.
"Hey."
I approached the seat in front of Estelle, turned the chair around, and sat down to greet her.
"....."
Estelle glanced at me briefly before returning her gaze to the book.
"What are you reading?"
"....."
Ignored again.
I peeked at the title: 'Introduction to Demonology.'
If it were a book I knew, I would have tried to start a conversation about it, but unfortunately, it was a complete mystery to me.
"Is it good?"
"...You're noisy."
Her first words were calling me noisy.
It wasn't a great start, but hey, at least it wasn't "get lost."
"Sorry, sorry. I was just glad to see you. You know me, right? We've been in the same class for two years now..."
Slide—
As I was talking, the door opened again, and classmates began trickling in one or two at a time.
"Oh! Ian!"
"Hey, Delphicia. You're early."
"Uh, yeah... since it's the first day. You're early too, Ian?"
When Delphicia's gaze briefly shifted toward Estelle, I stood up and moved toward her.
‘It’d be uncomfortable for her if I stayed right there.’
The conflict between Estelle and Delphicia had only been buried, not resolved.
"You dyed your hair?"
"Oh, uh, yeah... how is it? Does it suit me?"
"It suits you perfectly. If I hadn't seen you in first year, I would've thought you were a natural blonde."
"Phew... that's a relief... ...By the way, where's Evelyn? Don't you two always come together?"
"Ah... we were going to, but when I asked her yesterday, she said she wasn't feeling well and told me to go ahead."
"I-is that so?... Then, maybe... Ian... if you don't have anyone to eat lunch with later, would you like to join..."
Slam—!
At that moment, the sound of the door opening was markedly rougher than before.
Blonde hair that commanded attention, a sharp gaze, and that characteristically slightly broad forehead.
It was a face that made a smile naturally form the moment I saw it.
"Evelyn."
"...."
When I called her name, Evelyn gave me a fleeting glance before walking straight toward Delphicia without a word.
I guess today is "Ignore Ian Day."
"Hey. Delphicia."
"U-uh, yeah... Evelyn... hi."
"What were you talking about with Ian?"
"N-nothing! We weren't talking about anything! R-really!... Oh... ah! Sorry, a friend is calling me, I have to go!"
"...Tsk."
As Delphicia hurried away, Evelyn clicked her tongue while glaring at me, looking exactly like her usual self.
[Author: ChildhoodFriendRapist■] = [Evelyn Marigold]
[Huaaaahhhheeeungniueee!!! What do I do!!][3]
Waaaaahhh I want to drop out someone kill me please I can't look at my childhood friend's face
If only she didn't write posts like that on the Gallery.
"What? Why are you smiling like that?"
"Just because it's good to see you after a while. I couldn't see you because you were sick."
"Ha, whatever..."
She looked unfazed, but as a Level 1 Evelyn Specialist, I could tell.
Right now, Evelyn was desperately suppressing the corners of her mouth from twitching upward.
Thump—
Seats were assigned according to student numbers, but Evelyn sat down next to me without a care in the world.
"That's not your seat."
"...So?"
"When the owner of the seat comes, you'll have to mo— Oh, hey Herun. You're in Class C?"
"Yeah, Ian. We're in the same class this time. Even our seats are... Oh?.. Evelyn, that's my seat..."
"...."
At Herun's words, Evelyn silently stared at the empty seat where her own number was located.
"Ah..! N-now that I think about it, I'm short, so I prefer the front row. Evelyn, do you want to trade seats?"
"If you want."
"Y-yeah... let's do that... I think that'll be better...."
I shook my head at the sight of Evelyn snatching Herun's seat in an instant.
"Try to be a bit nicer."
"...What did I even do? Herun was the one who suggested the trade first."
"Sure, sure. You're right."
"What's with that attitude? Are you saying you hate me sitting next to you?"
"Of course I like it."
"Then shut up. Hmph!"
While I chatted with Evelyn for a bit, the start of class approached, and the room filled up.
Buzz, buzz—
"Everyone, take your seats-it!!"
The front door opened, and the professor walked in with a gait that could only be described as a waddle.
Climbing onto a high chair, the professor wrote their name on the blackboard.
[Jamie Pelshtein]
"I am Professor Jamie Pelshtein, in charge of Class C-it! My specialty is Elemental Magic-it! I look forward to working with you for the year-is!!"
With the introduction of the professor, whose tongue was as short as their stature, my second year began.
"Let's go."
Since it was the first day, there were no lectures, and the Academy let out early.
"Where?"
"What do you mean where? We're going home. I've already called for the carriage."
I scratched my cheek at Evelyn's reaction, which seemed to ask why I was even questioning the obvious.
"Ah, I'm going to stay a bit longer. I submitted a temporary application for the Library Club."
"...Library Club? Why? Since when did you like books enough to join the Library Club?"
I always feel it, but Evelyn's glaring eyes are bad for my heart.
"You're right. I don't like them enough to join the club."
"Then why did you apply? Don't tell me there's someone you like in the Library Club?"
This was an interrogation I had fully anticipated.
And anticipating it meant I had a perfect excuse ready.
"You said you wanted to work at the Magic Tower until you inherit the Marigold family."
"Don't change the subject. Why are you bringing that up now?"
"You might make it, but with my current grades, getting into the Magic Tower is impossible. I figured if I'm in the Library Club, I'll have more time to study in the library."
"What are you talking about all of a sud—... Huh? Wh-what?... Wh-what-it?.. You... ju... just now.. with me.. to the Magic Tower... you want to go together..."
"Well, something like that."
For the record, "something like that" meant the statement contained about 20% sincerity.
Grin—
This time, even without being a Level 1 Evelyn Specialist, I could see Evelyn's lips twisting strangely.
"H-humph!... Hmph!... Hey... what's this?... You... you're following me all the way to the Magic Tower? No matter how much of a childhood friend you are... don't you... like me... a bit too much?"
"What are you talking about? You're the one who likes me more."
"...!!!!"
At my light counterattack, Evelyn's face turned beet red.
"Wh-wh-what are you saying!!! A-are you a crazy bastard! That's just self-centered delusion!!!"
"Is it? Then I guess I was wrong."
"Aaaaah!!! You jerk! Fine!! I'm going alone! You can walk home for all I care!"
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
Evelyn marched down the hallway in a fit of rage.
And not long after, posts started appearing on the Gallery.
[Kyahahaha Childhood Friend Victory Route Confirmed!!!][0]
[Kyahahaha Childhood Friend Victory Route Confirmed!!!][1]
[Kyahahaha Childhood Friend Victory Route Confirmed!!!][0]
[Re: I'm marrying the girl in the pic][0]
[Kyahahaha Childhood Friend Victory Route Confirmed!!!][6]
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[Author: ChildhoodFriendRapist■] = [Evelyn Marigold]
[Kyahahaha Childhood Friend Victory Route Confirmed!!!][6]
Ah lol my childhood friend likes me so damn much kyahahaha
ㅇㅇ(892.151): Stop spamming, you crazy bitch. You spam every chance you get.
ㄴChildhoodFriendRapist■: Hahahahahahahahaha
ㄴㅇㅇ(892.151): Seriously, stop laughing. It's giving me goosebumps, you really seem insane
ㄴChildhoodFriendRapist■: Hahahahahahahahaha I'm so happy right now that even insults don't work
ㄴㅇㅇ(892.151): What happened?
ㄴChildhoodFriendRapist■: It's a secret lolololol
ㄴㅇㅇ(892.151): ...Is this really the same person who was throwing a fit this morning about how to face their childhood friend?
ㄴChildhoodFriendRapist■: Ah lol honestly I was a bit scared at first. But seeing how he treats me normally, it seems like that bastard doesn't remember a single thing
Seeing Evelyn acting so smug, I felt like teasing her, so I logged out and left a comment.
ㄴㅇㅇ(89.74): What if he actually remembers? What if he knows but is just pretending not to?
ㄴChildhoodFriendRapist■: Ayyy lol this dynamic nick is desperately trying to trigger me lol~ That bastard is a total impotent moron, there's no way he knows.
Seeing Evelyn call me an "impotent moron" despite my consideration for her made me momentarily flare up, but I held it in.
[Person who will commit suicide in 94 days (Don't talk to me X No interaction X Monologue O)][0]
‘It's much better than her being depressed like this.’
Evelyn really suits being full of confidence.
Actually, anyone looks better confident than depressed.
"Well then, shall I head to the library?"
Now that I'd dealt with the final boss, Evelyn, it was time to soothe a depressed classmate.
*
Thump— Thump—
Sitting in her seat, Yuris bit her lip as she anxiously awaited her Master's command.
‘...Master... the Academy is ending soon... when... will you... ah!’
While resenting the Sacred Academy for letting out early on the first day, Yuris realized two things simultaneously.
‘...Uuu... what do I do....’
First, that her Master, whom she had naturally assumed was a student like her, might not be a student at all.
‘I... must really be... a pervert...’
And second, that although she thought she hated it, she was actually looking forward to masturbating secretly at the Academy.
‘....Did Master... know this too?’
Her respect for her Master, who knew her true nature better than she did herself, continued to grow as time passed.
‘But... Master... if your cock... is as big as a forearm... how will it... fit?.... I don't think... it'll go into... my pussy.. at all... Haaah... right now... even one... finger... barely fits...’
Squeeze—
As she imagined her Master's cock, her body heated up of its own accord. Just as Yuris was about to unconsciously rub her thighs together—
"...ris... Yuris?"
"Hye-et!"
Startled by the touch on her shoulder, she let out a small shriek.
"...Are you okay? I kept calling you, but you didn't answer."
"Ah... no.. I'm fine.... Ink.. I was just... lost in thought for a second...."
"What were you thinking about so deeply... Are you pushing yourself too hard because you're a Saintess Candidate?"
"No. I'm really fine... So why? What's up?"
"It's nothing much, but do you want to grab some Mint Chocolate Chicken Skewers before going home? You love these."
"Mint Chocolate Chicken Skewers?!"
Gulp—
Just hearing the name made Yuris's mouth water.
A miraculous food born from the obvious logic that adding something delicious (mint) to something delicious (chocolate) and something delicious (chicken skewers) makes it even more delicious.
Strangely, it was a food many people pretended to loathe, but for Yuris, it was her most beloved snack.
‘...What should I do...’
If it were any other food, she would have returned to the dormitory without a second thought to wait for her Master's command.
But Mint-Choco Chicken...
"Ah, they're having a 20% discount on Mint-Choco Chicken to celebrate the start of the semester."
"Uuuuu...!!"
At Ink's relentless temptation, Yuris gnawed on her thumbnail.
At the Sacred Academy, if Master gave a command, she could just run to the restroom and take a photo, but if she went into town to buy Mint-Choco Chicken, she might not be able to carry out the command in time.
‘...Aah... n-no... I have to endure...’
Master was great, but he was also a cold person.
If she didn't follow his commands properly, she might be discarded in an instant.
After a brief struggle between sexual desire and appetite, Yuris let out a sigh and spoke.
"Haa... no... Ink. I'm okay today."
"Really? Yuris is turning down Mint-Choco Chicken? Are you sure you're not sick?"
"...I'm not. I just have something to do..."
"Something to do? Is it a guy? Did you meet someone during the break?"
"N-no! It's nothing... like that...!"
"Ahaha! I'm joking. I know better than anyone that Yuris isn't interested in men. Ahh, I wonder when our Yuris will find her match."
"...."
At Ink's words, which were full of trust, Yuris looked away and apologized in her heart.
‘...I'm sorry.’
Unlike what Ink thought, she was just a lewd bitch who had been soaking her pussy while imagining her Master's cock until a moment ago.