I'll Become Your Slave, So Please Give Me Something to Eat

The classroom was in utter chaos during lunchtime. Once it ended, the afternoon class would be Professor Broad's Magic Theory lecture. But today's theory class was anything but ordinary.

"Today, we'll be testing how well you can apply theory in actual practice!"

Most of the students hadn't been able to eat because of the overwhelming smell of chicken. Even in the grip of extreme hunger, they couldn't bring themselves to touch the coarse black bread.

At Professor Broad's announcement, their faces froze in pure terror.

"Practical application?"

"Just hearing it makes me anxious..."

Seeing the students drowning in dread, Professor Broad turned their anxiety into certainty.

"You will all personally experience the agony of mana reflux today! Only by feeling it firsthand will you truly understand how terrifying it is and learn to avoid it!"

"No, Professor! We're already terrified!"

"That's right! We're so scared we're already avoiding it!"

"S-so we really don't need to experience mana reflux! We're already scared enough!"

The students desperately pleaded their case. But Professor Broad was merciless.

"Preparation begins in ten minutes. I'm giving you this special time to get ready! Now, steel your hearts!"

Despair flooded the students' eyes.

"This is insane!"

"When has anything here ever made sense?"

"Damn it! I'm getting out of here!"

"Are you crazy? Even the professors can't leave. How do you think we'll manage?"

None of the students had ever personally experienced mana reflux. But every single one of them knew exactly what it was. For the past several days, Professor Broad had drilled into them just how horrifying it could be.

Mana reflux was said to twist a mage's body in excruciating pain. The agony was like having your bones crushed and your organs torn apart. Victims would scream at first, then cough up blood and collapse.

In ten minutes, that very torment would be theirs.

"Of course, Student Kael and his women will be exempt from today's class."

As always, Professor Broad openly displayed his blatant favoritism toward Kael.

Kael lounged comfortably in one corner of the classroom, with Ring and Ming seated on either side of him. Serenity was perched on his lap.

The female students whispered among themselves at the sight. Then, four girls who had made up their minds rose from their seats in unison.

The four who stood and walked toward Kael. Murmurs rippled through the room as they passed.

"Are they really going to...?"

"They're actually going to become slaves?"

The whispers poured over them. But the four girls ignored the voices and continued straight to Kael.

Seeing them approach, Kael rose from his seat.

The four girls knelt before him.

"Lord Averbyn... please, make us your slaves!"

The first to speak was a beautiful girl with dark blonde hair and sky-blue eyes. She still carried the air of a young maiden, but her eyes were clouded with hunger and despair. She wore a white blouse and black skirt, but a sword hung unusually at her waist.

Though she belonged to the Magic Department, she was also quite skilled with the blade. Her name was Clara Bellian, daughter of the Bellian barony.

"Slaves? You want to become my slaves?"

It wasn't Clara who answered Kael's question. It was the beauty beside her with dark brown hair and violet eyes.

"Yes... we can't endure it any longer..."

The girl who answered was Rosalie Crevin, daughter of the Crevin barony. Her eyes were filled with pain.

"Every single day... I don't even want to look at that coarse black bread anymore. And then I smelled that chicken... I just can't take it. Please, make us your slaves! We'll serve you for the rest of our lives!"

Kael let out a soft chuckle at her words.

"You want me to take you as slaves? Then why didn't you come to me this morning?"

He gently kneaded Serenity's backside as she stood beside him.

"When Serenity became my slave this morning, weren't you all sneering at her, saying she had no pride? If you were going to become slaves, you should have come during the morning classes."

At that, a girl with gray hair and mint-colored eyes gritted her teeth and spoke.

"It's true... we were wary of what others might think. But... Lord Averbyn, we... we want to eat things like chicken too... Please, make us your slaves..."

Her name was Amelia Lacenty, daughter of the Lacenty viscounty.

"Please... make us your slaves! We ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠don't care about the stares anymore! We're so hungry... it hurts so much..."

The girl with reddish-brown hair and blue eyes, Katrina Forel, begged through tears. As the daughter of the Forel viscounty, she was already crying.

At that moment, four stomachs growled in quick succession. The smell of chicken during lunch had completely wrecked their appetites. None of them had taken a single bite of the coarse black bread. The savory aroma still tormented their minds.

"Please, we're begging you..."

"We'll grovel if we have to..."

The four girls desperately offered themselves as slaves. Kael looked down at them, then nodded.

"Alright, I understand. Stand up for now."

His voice was gentle, yet unmistakably commanding. Still, the four girls rose on shaky legs. Kael approached Clara first, gently squeezing her backside over her black skirt. At the same time, his other hand kneaded her breasts through the long-sleeved white blouse.

"Ah...!"

Clara trembled slightly at his touch. Her face flushed as she lowered her head, but she didn't resist.

Next, Kael moved to Rosalie, groping her ass over her black skirt and her breasts through her short-sleeved white blouse.

"Hah...!"

Rosalie gasped. Her violet eyes quivered with shame.

Then Kael's hand slid up Amelia's blue skirt. He reached beneath her sleeveless white blouse and fondled her full breasts.

"Mmph...!"

Amelia's mint-colored eyes shook with a mix of humiliation and desperate longing.

Finally, Kael's hand moved to Katrina's white skirt, gently massaging her ample chest through her green blouse.

"Haah... Master..."

Katrina was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠already calling him Master, fully embracing her new role as a slave.

These daughters of baronies and viscounties accepted Kael's touch right in front of the other students. After confirming their resolve was firm, Kael nodded and spoke.

"Good. You've passed. I'll take all four of you as my slaves."

Relief washed over their faces. Kael turned to Professor Broad.

"Professor, I'll take these four with me to draw up the slave contracts and return shortly."

Professor Broad burst into loud laughter. Having experienced the greatest happiness of his time at the academy during the chicken-and-beer party Kael had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thrown at lunch, he had become even more lenient toward him.

"Haha! Student Kael, feel free to enjoy yourself! Slave contracts! Four fresh slaves at once! Congratulations!"

Kael smiled and replied.

"Yes. These girls look absolutely starving, so I'll feed them something simple before we return."

At those words, all four pairs of eyes flashed with something close to madness.

"Ring, Ming, Serenity. Let's go."

Kael left the classroom with Ring, Ming, and Serenity in tow. Clara, Rosalie, Amelia, and Katrina followed cautiously behind him.

Once they reached the hallway, Kael gave the four new girls their first instructions.

"Ring and Ming are my women, so remember they rank above you slaves."

The fact that two commoners would now hold higher status than them was humiliating, but the girls had already steeled themselves and nodded.

"Understood, Master."

Clara was quick to start calling him Master as well.

"And Serenity is your senior as my first slave. Treat her with proper respect."

"Yes, understood... Master."

Satisfied with their obedient attitudes, Kael headed for Professor Lucia's office. The moment he opened the door, Lucia greeted him warmly.

"Lord Kael! These students... are they your new slaves?"

"That's right. My newest slaves. Lucia, give me four contract sheets first."

"Of course!"

Professor Lucia smiled and pulled four glowing magical contracts from her subspace. They were identical to the one Serenity had signed—the Slave Contract that bound the signer's soul to Kael in absolute obedience.

The four girls' expressions changed the moment they received the contracts. Clara's hands trembled. Rosalie's breathing grew ragged. Amelia bit her lip hard. Katrina let out a deep sigh. But none of them hesitated.

The torment caused by the smell of chicken had already shattered their ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pride long ago.

Clara picked up the quill first. Then Rosalie, Amelia, and Katrina each signed their names with eyes full of both despair and hope.

With that, their souls became bound to Kael. As the four girls sank into self-loathing, Kael smiled with satisfaction and decided to give them a commemorative gift for becoming his slaves.

"Congratulations to all four of you on becoming my slaves. As a celebration for your first day, I'll give you something simple to eat."

The moment those words left his mouth, the despair vanished from Clara, Rosalie, Amelia, and Katrina's eyes. All that remained was raw, overwhelming hunger.