Chapter 42
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: Academy's Exemplar
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"..."
President Rahisha kept her smile intact as she fell silent for a moment before replying.
"I suppose you already knew."
"It would be stranger if I didn't. Over the past few years, your activities have slowly been improving perceptions of the Middle Eastern ethnic groups. But... 'slowly' is the biggest problem."
"Haa..."
Letting out a sigh, President Rahisha spoke in a tone laced with a hint of self-pity.
"You're right. My efforts are bearing fruit, but the results are minimal and insignificant."
No matter how much President Rahisha stepped up as the representative, there were limits.
Not just limits to her influence, but most importantly, capital.
No matter how exemplary her achievements, deeply ingrained discrimination against Middle Eastern ethnic groups wouldn't vanish overnight.
Nor could issues like crimes committed by those groups due to lack of education or poverty be swiftly resolved.
That was why President Rahisha sought greater status, honor, and wealth to prioritize establishing educational facilities and shifting public perceptions.
This was backstory not in the original game itself but in a separate setting collection.
Dumping details on President Rahisha—who wasn't even a heroine in the game—would just be pointless filler, so they tucked it into the setting book.
"Yes, I'll be honest. I... need Rubelt's power. More precisely, I need you to join the Student Council so I can shine as its president this year."
"The Student Council president thriving with the Eldra heir under her. That alone would draw plenty of attention without any forcing it."
Having me as a subordinate would make people think she had something substantial backing her.
Even if I wasn't truly her underling, just joining the Student Council would spread rumors, amplifying the impact of her every action.
"But... President Rahisha. I have no intention of joining the Student Council. There's no need for me to."
The influence, status, and authority from joining are all unnecessary to me.
"I figured as much."
When I stated it plainly, President Rahisha's face took on a resigned expression.
With anyone else, there might be some bait to dangle, but not with me.
Yet I was still so appealing that she called me here anyway.
Even resorting to that transparently flimsy excuse about it being for Hunter society.
"Joining the Student Council offers no benefit to you. I knew that, but it's still a shame."
As she resigned herself, President Rahisha let out a self-mocking laugh.
"All that's left is the honey trap of doing whatever you want with my body... As if that would ever work on you."
"..."
Here, I struck a deeply contemplative pose.
The classic "thinking man" stance.
"Rubelt?"
"Doing whatever I want with President Rahisha's body, hmm..."
"Ru-Rubelt!? W-Wait! Huh? Uh?!"
"No time limit on the 'whatever,' right?"
"U-Uhhh?!"
Rahisha Runeberg, who always carried herself with composure in the game.
Seeing her genuinely flustered with wide eyes was hilarious.
"Uh, w-wait, I mean... uh...!"
President Rahisha's face gradually turned redder.
For me, she was a character whose scenes were always a bit spicy but never outright erotic, so teasing her with lewd jokes felt incredibly fun.
Anyway, time to dial back the teasing.
"Pfft. Puhaha! Even President Rahisha can make that face."
Her face beet red, President Rahisha snapped at me.
"...! You were teasing me! Ru-Rubelt! That's too much!"
"Didn't you tease me first, President Rahisha? A lady shouldn't say things like that so carelessly."
"Ugh...! Haa, as expected of the Eldra heir—you're no pushover. Thanks for making time. You can go now."
She drooped her head, seemingly giving up on me.
Having had my fun teasing, now it was time to offer some hope.
"My piece isn't over yet, President Rahisha."
"Huh?"
"Middle Eastern issues aside... I'll help with Student Council matters. I just won't join it."
"What does that...?"
"I have Eldra-related schedules, so actively participating in the Student Council is impossible. But I can take on specific requests related to it... or support particular events. Oh, and of course, you can make it known that I'm providing the support."
"R-Really?!"
Not joining and participating directly, but lending the Student Council's support in my name.
For President Rahisha, who had completely given up, this alone would be a godsend.
"Yes."
"But why help? There's no gain for you..."
"President Rahisha. I'm the Eldra heir, the future head of the family. For a man like me to contribute to Hunter society for humanity's sake is only natural. Even without joining the Student Council."
"Noblesse oblige?"
"Yes."
"You're amazing, Rubelt. Nothing like me..."
Admiration mixed with a shadowed expression as she compared herself—someone who joined the Student Council specifically to improve Middle Eastern perceptions—with me.
Perfect timing. Time to push a bit more.
"But that temptation earlier? I seriously considered it."
"...Huh?"
"I'm a man too, so resisting a seductive woman like you is hard."
"Wha? Huh? Teasing again? It's mean to keep going just because I did it once."
"No."
I stood and approached President Rahisha.
"If it weren't for Student Council business and you were truly tempting me for something you genuinely want... I might just fall for it."
"Uh, um. Wh-Wha...?"
"For the record, I live by the creed of taking responsibility for any woman I get involved with, one way or another."
"R-Responsibility...? But Rubelt, you have a fiancée!"
"Yes. But would that be an issue for a man like me, destined to become a capable hunter? It's not illegal."
Polygamy was legal in this world.
Monogamy was the norm in ordinary households.
But legally, polygyny or polyandry were fine if you had the means.
"Or do you doubt I have the capacity to take responsibility for multiple women?"
"N-No, it's not that. W-Wait! Why are you saying this!? You're teasing again! Stop it, Rubelt!"
President Rahisha scolded me like a child playing a prank.
"No, I'm serious. It's also an apology for teasing you earlier. I wanted you to know you have a very effective trump card with me."
"A trump card..."
A bit playfully.
Implanting firmly in her mind that the possibility remained.
Middle Eastern issues would keep arising in various ways, big and small.
President Rahisha's strong desire was to resolve them smoothly and proactively.
And for her, the quickest, most efficient, long-term solution...
Tempting me, becoming my woman of her own accord—that door stayed forever open.
Even without being in school.
The more she worked in society after graduation, the closer and graver these ethnic issues would hit her.
I eagerly awaited the day she came to tempt me herself.
Being as excellent and quick-witted as she was, she might even decide sooner, worrying about post-graduation during her school years.
'Either way, President Rahisha becoming mine is set in stone.'
A beauty with healthy, bronze Middle Eastern skin.
President Rahisha, who wore dancer's garb as battle attire, desperately seducing me?
Just imagining it was insanely arousing.
Staining her brown skin with thick semen would bring sinful thrill and electric accomplishment.
"Then I'll be going, President Rahisha. Please don't forget what I said. A woman like you... I'm always welcome to."
"..."
President Rahisha wore an expression tangled with anguish and embarrassment, saying nothing.
It must have been too shocking and stimulating for her to accept right away.
Creak.
I opened the Student Council room door, left the academy immediately, called the limo, and returned to the mansion.
And while I was in my room reviewing profiles of female cadets excluding the heroines—for Isihoon—
Ring ring ring!
The phone rang. Checking it,
"Master?"
Master Satoru had called me.
And it wasn't even our tutoring day?
"Hello, Mas—"
[Rubelt niiiiiim! Did you lay hands on Chisakiiiiii!]
The moment I picked up, Master Satoru's bellow exploded through the line.
"What are you talking about, Master?"
[Sob...! Chisaki! Chisaki's throwing a fit to join the lesson in two days! This has to mean Young Master reached for her! What... what did you do to Chisakiiii!]
As expected of the doting father.
When it came to his daughter, he lost all cool reason and judgment.
"She wants to spar as a swordsman. Yesterday's bout with me ended unsatisfyingly."
[Spar...? What do you mean?]
She hadn't even told Master about sparring with me yesterday?
"Here's what happened..."
Midway through explaining yesterday's events to Master,
[Lord Rubelt, hold on... Chisakiiiiii! Using secret techniques in a spar!? What is thiiiiis!]
[H-How did Dad know...! Ack! It was the priest!]
[Quiet, you walking disaster! You're getting disciplined today! As your father and a swordsman, I'll educate you thoroughly!]
[Kyaaaaah!]
Even as a doting dad, Master was strict on swordsman's etiquette. His roar and Chisaki's scream came clearly through the phone.
