The Drawer’s Revelation
I stepped out of the shower and glanced at the clock. The hands had already crept past noon. Stretching lazily, I decided to call it a day. Since I’d been diligent enough lately, skipping one day of classes wouldn’t hurt. As I left the bathroom and headed toward my room, my eyes caught on Eloise’s closed door.
I approached it carefully and knocked lightly, but there was no answer. The living room furniture looked slightly rearranged, suggesting she’d stopped by in the morning before heading straight to the academy. Normally I wouldn’t have given it a second thought, but this time I naturally reached for the doorknob and turned it.
With a cheerful click, the door swung open. Inside, the room was impeccably tidy—bed and desk arranged with the kind of precision that screamed Eloise’s personality. She hadn’t even bothered to lock it, as if the thought of me entering never crossed her mind. Even though I usually acted like a pathetic pushover around her, this seemed far too careless.
I slipped into her room and began rummaging through it. There wasn’t any particular goal; I was mostly driven by a dark little urge to mess up the space of the girl who’d been tormenting me.
“What the hell am I even doing?” I muttered to myself. Maybe I was getting a little too excited now that I had hypnosis powers.
As I half-heartedly straightened the desk, a single photograph slipped out of a drawer. It showed Chloe Eldrich sipping tea at a café. At first I wondered why something like this would be hidden away, but then I remembered Eloise liked to call herself Chloe’s right hand. A photo or two made sense.
Still, something about it felt off. Chloe was usually surrounded by her followers, yet in this picture she was completely alone.
“Hmm…”
Unable to pinpoint the source of that nagging discomfort, I slipped the photo back into the drawer. As I scanned the room again, my eyes landed on her wardrobe. It would contain her casual clothes, uniforms, and probably her underwear.
After a brief moment of hesitation, I opened it. Unlike my own closet—which held only uniforms and plain street clothes—hers contained several dresses that looked expensive enough to make a few gold coins seem trivial.
“Wow. The scale is completely different.”
Come to think of it, she didn’t just have two wardrobes—she also had a vanity table set up. The academy dorms were already huge, and with her family’s wealth, she could afford to decorate like this. Honestly, even my own sparsely furnished room was larger than the studio I’d lived in before possessing this body, which gave me a sense of just how well the academy treated its students.
While browsing the clothes, I pulled open a drawer and froze. Inside were underwear in vibrant, luxurious colors. One of the hardest parts of living in a woman’s body had been dealing with lingerie. Back when I first possessed Serina, I hadn’t adapted yet and knew almost nothing about women’s undergarments. Serina’s own collection had been limited to plain dark panties and matching bras—probably because she either wasn’t interested in fashion or simply couldn’t afford anything else.
Eventually the old ones wore out and I’d visited a lingerie shop. The dazzling patterns and lace had made me dizzy, so I’d grabbed something simple and black, similar to what I was used to. But Eloise’s drawer was a completely different story—filled with colorful, ornate pieces that practically screamed luxury.
“Holy shit… does this crazy bitch actually wear these every day?”
I picked up a particularly flashy pair. Delicate lace patterns greeted me. I gave them a cautious sniff; the clean scent of fabric softener tickled my nose. Even I had to laugh at how perverted this looked, but I’d already decided to live however the hell I wanted. Might as well enjoy it.
“I’m planning to fuck every girl I find hot anyway. Stealing a few pairs of panties isn’t that big a deal, right?”
Eloise might have a rotten personality, but she was undeniably beautiful. As I wondered what kind of underwear I’d make her wear once I claimed her, one particular pair caught my eye. Tucked among the colorful lace panties was a design that felt completely out of place—simple and plain. It looked more like something that belonged in my drawer than hers.
“…Haven’t I seen this somewhere before?”
For a second I thought it might be mine, but that didn’t make sense. The longer I stared at it, the stronger the uneasy feeling grew. I grabbed the panties and headed back to my own room.
I immediately started searching my desk and soon found the disciplinary report I’d seen right after possessing this body. Running my finger under the lines, I reread the contents and examined the attached photos of the so-called evidence. It didn’t take long before I finally understood what had been bothering me.
“…This is the same underwear from back then?”
The panties in Eloise’s drawer were the exact ones I’d supposedly stolen from Chloe.
I alternated my gaze between the photo and the real pair in my hand, then let out a long sigh.
“Fuck. What the hell is going on here?”
Twirling Chloe’s underwear around one finger, I sank deep into thought.
“Is this really just a coincidence?”
No way. The more I considered it, the more the timing felt far too perfect to be random. And the fact that it involved both Chloe and Eloise only made my suspicions worse.
“Looks like I’ll have to ask her directly.”
In the past I wouldn’t have dared say anything even if I’d found it. But things were very different now.
I checked my status window one more time, then returned to Eloise’s room. I straightened up the mess I’d made and put the suspicious panties back where I’d found them.
“I’ve got something more urgent to take care of first. We’ll settle this later.”
With the soft slide of the drawer closing behind me, I left Eloise’s room. I still had business with Maila at the library, so this would have to wait.
“So you’re saying she didn’t come to class today?”
“Yes, Lady Chloe. She was unusually quiet this morning, so I assumed she’d gone ahead. But when I checked her room, I heard her groaning like she wasn’t feeling well. Maybe she’s taking the day off because she’s sick?”
It was after morning classes had ended and most students had gone to lunch. Chloe and Eloise walked down the now-quiet hallway, chatting as they moved. Their destination was a rarely used clubroom.
It had once belonged to another club, but that group had long since disbanded. Now it served as a secret hideaway exclusively for Chloe and Eloise. Located at the end of the corridor with no frequently used classrooms nearby, it was an exceptionally secluded spot. The occasional patrolling guard would pass by, but upon seeing two young noblewomen they simply nodded politely and continued on their way—especially when they recognized the duke’s daughter and the young lady from the wealthy Vinette family.
The pair soon reached the clubroom. As they stepped inside, the dim interior greeted them. Eloise immediately moved to the window and cracked it open, letting fresh air flow in. Chloe closed the door and locked it with a nearby padlock. In an instant, the room transformed into a private, secretive space.
Chloe climbed onto a desk covered with a blanket as if it were her personal throne. Eloise moved in front of her with practiced ease and naturally dropped to her knees, gazing up at her.
“So the plan is still proceeding as scheduled?”
Chloe’s tone had completely changed. She looked down at Eloise with clear enjoyment. A sensual atmosphere began to radiate from her, quite different from her usual demeanor.
“Yes, Lady Chloe. I confirmed that the elixir you mentioned can be obtained from the black market. I’ve already bribed the merchant thoroughly, so we should be able to acquire it soon.”
“Well done, Eloise.”
Chloe stroked Eloise’s hair as if praising an obedient dog. Eloise’s eyes grew hazy with pleasure.
“Lady Chloe… please reward me today as well.”
“Pfft. I told you to call me ‘Sister’ when we’re alone, didn’t I?”
Chloe slipped off her shoes and extended her stocking-clad foot directly in front of Eloise’s face. Eloise swallowed hard, checking Chloe’s expression. When Chloe smiled and nodded, she gently took hold of the offered foot.
“Sister Chloe… Sister…!”
Like a child licking sweet ice cream, Eloise began running her tongue along Chloe’s foot. Chloe watched with amusement, though part of her mind drifted elsewhere.
Hmm… I think I need some new stimulation soon.
Eloise had been far too easy—sweet, obedient, and quick to fall completely under her control. As that thought crossed her mind, the image of a black-haired student suddenly surfaced.
“Her name was Serina, wasn’t it…”
At Chloe’s quiet murmur, Eloise—who had been eagerly worshipping her foot—flinched. She swallowed nervously and asked cautiously,
“Um… Sister? Do you really need that girl?”
The mixture of wariness and the look of an abandoned pet in Eloise’s eyes caused a dark desire to flicker in Chloe’s chest. Who would believe this was the cherished daughter of a baron family known for accumulating vast wealth and prestige?
Chloe smiled cutely and pushed her foot into Eloise’s mouth.
“Mmph… S-Sister…”
“Eloise. Didn’t I tell you? Even if I take someone else as mine, you will always be my little pet, remember?”
“Of course… I am Sister’s pet…”
As Eloise continued licking her foot like it was precious ice cream, Chloe smiled and continued.
“So, how is that Serina doing? I told you to break her spirit a little, but after that incident her reputation completely hit rock bottom, didn’t it?”
Eloise smiled as if the mere thought brought her joy.
“Indeed… That stupid bitch couldn’t escape your plan. She’s still completely crushed, wandering around like a broken doll. The professors treat her like a problem child and barely even acknowledge her, just as expected. Of course, I make sure to warn anyone who tries to cross the line too far.”
With dreamy eyes, Eloise went on.
“But Sister, I don’t like the idea of you getting involved in such an unpleasant incident just to toy with a mere commoner. Is she really worth that much?”
“What does it matter? I already explained everything properly to Father. Besides, I have no intention of getting married anyway, so a little scandal like this won’t hurt me. After all, I’m the victim here, aren’t I?”
Chloe and Eloise looked at each other and burst into laughter before returning to their earlier activities. The clubroom gradually filled with a thick, sticky atmosphere.