Classroom Indiscretions
In the end, we almost got caught. Well, when we started, the mood took over and we simply couldn’t stop. In the end, I brought Eloise to the peak three times. By morning she was completely drained, utterly exhausted. Still, I helped her shower and we made it to school. “So, starting today, Chloe is drinking the imperial herb, huh?” “Yeah. The class ends today, and we start in the evening. I don’t know exactly what she plans to do, but… sure. Do whatever you want.” “Don’t worry. As I said before, I won’t harm Chloe. Ah, I might even take her virginity.” “Haa…” Now used to it, Eloise—wearing that strange, exotic mask—stood before me. We began our walk to class, passing students who gave us strange, knowing glances. According to her, I would be busy serving Chloe from today onward. “By the way, why did Chloe push herself so hard to raise her rank?” “…” “Well, be honest. With Chloe’s talent and effort, she could have graduated the Academy normally, and maybe even been called an Archmage in the future. Why gamble with her life like that?” “I don’t know where to start explaining… Who doesn’t want to reach a higher tier? At least they try up to the limit of their ability. Chloe… was just a bit impatient.” “Hmm… is that so?” “Not exactly, but… I think she was impatient in her own way.” “Why? Her grades weren’t bad, and her practical work was fine.” “That’s because she’s compared to other Academy students. When compared to her family members, she wasn’t outstanding. Well, that’s just the family’s internal evaluation. I don’t really think that way. For her, she’s more than enough of a mage.” “Hmph…” In short, it was her family’s gaze. The Eldritch family wasn’t some ordinary noble house, nor was it a duke family that existed in small numbers in the country. It was almost inevitable. “Honestly, I don’t really understand. Maybe because my mana is lacking…” For someone like me, who was born without much mana, magic just wasn’t particularly attractive. No, I probably envied it in a plain, ordinary way. After all, I wasn’t even a person from a world where magic existed, and this place was a game world, so I got obsessed with magic from the start. ‘In the end, the only thing I gained was hypnosis magic from my bloodline. How ridiculous…’ Who could say what would happen to people? Well, right now I was satisfied and enjoying the life I had. ‘Is Evelyn watching this scene right now?’ The thought crossed my mind as we finally arrived at the lecture hall. *** “Therefore, in this case—unlike the previous one—it would be better for the party to attack rather than defend, increasing our survival rate.” The class was as boring as always. Still, whenever the professor glanced at me, I quickly took notes on the important parts. Whisper—huff—the lecture hall was so quiet that a faint breathing sound came from the mask Eloise wore beside me. ‘That’s right, it’s just like the old days.’ I sneaked a glance at the chalkboard up front. The professor, who was calmly conducting the lesson, caught my eye. Long ears, dark skin, and a suit that didn’t match the medieval era. Of course, I’d long since dismissed it as part of the game’s background, and I had no desire to think about plausibility or historical accuracy. I wasn’t an expert anyway. The important thing was simple: if something felt off, it was suspicious. No doubt. I was “listening” to the lecture while carefully studying her. That was because her appearance was far too familiar. In fact, more familiar than familiar—she looked almost exactly like Lilina, except for the hair length. ‘Sisters…?’ While I pondered, I suddenly looked at Eloise beside me, who was listening intently, and gently poked her palm with my finger. Eloise turned to me, puzzled, and I carefully asked for the professor’s full name on my notebook. “What? You’re asking now?” She gave me a sideways glance, then quickly grabbed her notebook, scribbled something with a scratchy sound, and handed it to me. —Selene Tenebris. ‘What? Really sisters?’ No, maybe it was mother or daughter. Since elves were notoriously vague about age, I couldn’t even guess as a human. ‘Lilina said she was over five hundred years old…’ Judging by the shared surname, there was clearly a connection. But I couldn’t ask directly, so it was ambiguous. I wrote down my questions again and handed the notebook to Eloise. Wearing the mask, she let out a long sigh, glanced at my note, and fell into thought. The question I asked was simple: “Do you know how old Professor Selene is?” Eloise thought hard, then wrote an answer and passed it to me. —Among the students, no one knows. The rumor is that she was hired a long time ago. Other department professors don’t know much either, since she’s very reclusive in human affairs. I was disappointed I didn’t get an exact age, but the fact that nobody knew seemed to strengthen my guess. ‘I’ll ask Lilina later. Maybe she has sisters.’ I personally didn’t like the professor much. Right now, with my hypnosis ability, I was enjoying Academy life, but back then, when I was still tormented by petty bullying, that closed-off woman had been pure torture. ‘It wasn’t just once or twice that I was kicked out for “interrupting” class.’ Of course, I had never actually interrupted the class. But bullying wasn’t something that happened only when I made mistakes. Sometimes I just ended up being punished by those girls who wanted to mess with me. Basically, I wasn’t a bad person, but since she didn’t care about anything outside her own field, she simply kicked me out because I was annoying during class. ‘Thanks to that, I even stood up with my hand raised at my age…’ As I recalled the bitter memories, suddenly Eloise’s bullying flashed through my mind. I reached out and gently tapped her thigh beside me. “…Eek.” Eloise’s body trembled slightly at the sudden contact. While I enjoyed her tensed reaction, I slowly flipped my palm and rested my hand on her thigh, as if touching it. Of course, I didn’t massage it yet. If she screamed, it would be awkward. But the students around us were completely ignoring us. Because today’s seats were at the very back of the lecture hall. All the other students had moved to the front, consciously avoiding us, so unless they turned around, they couldn’t possibly know what we were doing. “What are you doing?” The note Eloise handed me was no longer her usual neat handwriting—her letters were slanted and trembling, clearly conveying her panic. Instead of making me feel guilty, I found it strangely exciting. I pulled my chair closer until our thighs were touching. The scraping sound of the chair echoed through the hall, but no one paid it any attention. Encouraged, I moved my hand a little lower, resting it directly on her intimate area. “Haa…” “Shh. Be quiet.” Just like scolding a noisy child, I kept my eyes fixed on the board in front and moved my fingers, stimulating Eloise’s most sensitive spot. “Hic… haaa…” Eloise gritted her teeth, desperately trying to hold back her moans, but small gasps slipped out between her lips. Of course, they were so faint they were completely drowned out by the professor’s voice and the birds chirping outside. My fingers, gently sliding over her panties like swimming, soon found the slight wetness between her thighs. Rubbing that sensitive crack up and down over the soft fabric, “Hic…!” Eloise finally let out a moan louder than I expected. While I replaced her head being bowed, I looked around. The front-row students seemed not to have heard anything. Only the students right in front turned back with puzzled expressions—“What’s that sound?”—then, seeing it was nothing, quickly looked away again. Gently tapping her panties with my fingertips while she trembled, “Nngh…” Eloise, who had finally recovered her composure, lifted her head with a long, shaky breath. Thanks to her ironclad poker face, she looked completely normal from the outside. But the sticky liquid on the tips of my fingers made me smile wickedly. I brought my fingers to my mouth, still tasting that sweet, fruity flavor. Satisfied, I squeezed her hand, looked straight ahead again, and “Hmph.” Our eyes met. Professor Selene Tenebris was staring at me with an expressionless face. Click—the silence lasted about three seconds, then she clicked her tongue in disgust. She immediately turned back to the board and continued the lecture. ‘Did I get caught?’ Maybe that was just too obvious.