Chapter 65
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: Clone Velia (1)
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Having lessons with Velia made things so much more comfortable.
In the past, I couldn't hold classes while giving Rian his 'reward.' But now, things were different.
"Rian, try rotating your mana counterclockwise while simultaneously moving it as if piercing through that axis of rotation."
"Like this?"
After moving his hands a few times, Rian mastered the difficult mana operation in an instant.
Every time he followed my advice, he improved noticeably, skillfully forming the circuit.
Even in the Magic Tower, I had been the first to succeed... Watching Rian filled me with growing pride.
"Well done, Rian. That's the basic operation of the Pierre-Yung mana circulation circuit."
He really took after me perfectly, mastering that tricky mana technique in a flash.
"This is really hard to maintain, though."
"Hehe, creating it and keeping it stable are two different things."
"Sigh... It's tough preventing it from collapsing on its own..."
"...It must be because the rotating mana keeps clashing with the mana passing through the axis."
"Aha."
Thanks to my advice, Rian managed to sustain the Pierre-Yung mana circuit far longer than before.
"It's still a bit tricky."
...What a cheeky boy.
This was our little private signal.
He could do it, but he was asking for his 'reward' again.
He was perfectly capable, yet he'd pretend it was hard, and if I promised a reward, he'd nail it instantly.
He had the hang of it, but with those expectant eyes... I couldn't refuse.
"If you maintain the mana circuit for one minute... I'll give you your usual reward."
"Thank you." Rian immediately began operating his mana, as if he'd been waiting.
With focus on a whole other level, he controlled every flow as he manipulated the circuit.
The mana piercing the axis was spaced apart from the counterclockwise rotating mana, no longer interfering, allowing the two flows to maintain a stable structure on their own.
"Excellent, Rian." As he stared at me intently, I nodded slightly, granting the reward.
I unconsciously thrust out my chest to prepare, but Velia approached first and began giving Rian his reward.
"Young master, over here."
"Ah..." I let out a short sigh without thinking.
Right, from now on, Velia would handle the rewards... I'd forgotten for a moment.
"...Thank you."
Rian touched the expressionless Velia, sharing his thoughts about her.
"She looks exactly like Mother... Just without the mole near her eye."
...Exactly like what? Their reactions seem totally different.
"Hmph... Use her as you like. But from now on, I won't give rewards directly myself." Her voice was icy, but Rian was too absorbed in Velia's body to notice.
I watched Rian touch Velia for a while.
"Ngh...♥ Ah...♥ Hnng...♥"
He handled my clone so roughly, nothing like how he touched me.
Not even checking her reactions, he groped Velia's breasts wildly just to please himself.
Velia kept her blank expression, but her face flushed red—probably a physiological response.
"Just like Mother."
"What is?"
"Her cheeks flush right away when you roughly knead her breasts like this."
"Ah... Rian, that's rude...!"
"Sorry, Mother."
Even as he lightly tangled his tongue with mine in apology, he didn't stop toying with Velia.
He obsessively teased her nipples until they hardened, then slipped his hand between her breasts, making vulgar demands to squeeze them.
Treating her like a clone made it fine, apparently—Rian issued commands to Velia that were even more intense than what he'd ask of me.
"Take off all your clothes, Velia."
"Understood, young master."
My clone obediently followed Rian's order, stripping naked in an instant.
"Stop, Rian...! That's enough for this reward!"
If I let it continue, he'd torment Velia endlessly, so I hurriedly ended it.
Being a hastily made clone, she couldn't handle excessive pleasure without destabilizing.
...Besides, though it was a strange feeling, seeing Velia with Rian made me a little uncomfortable.
Pushing down the odd emotion in my heart, I continued the lesson.
It was a perfect plan. I maintained my maternal authority and dignity, while Rian satisfied his twisted desires.
But... something felt off. That nagging sense grew every time I saw Velia and Rian getting along better.
It had been three days since we started lessons with Velia.
I discovered an unexpected drawback.
Rian's focus had improved... but now I couldn't concentrate.
At Rian's command, Velia changed clothes the moment she arrived. After neatly folding and setting aside her outer garments, her lewd inner outfit was revealed.
"Rian... Do you really like this kind of thing?"
"Yes, Mistress. The young master loves this outfit," Velia replied in her flat voice.
...Such an insolent doll.
"...I wasn't asking you, Velia."
"My apologies." Velia bowed her head expressionlessly.
Rian casually pulled Velia onto his lap and began the lesson.
"Ah, so for projectiles approaching a target, using a relative coordinate system is better than a fixed one."
"That's right. When crafting a formula to reduce distance to the target to zero, you only need to calculate the distance between them and you..."
Even as I continued explaining, I couldn't tear my eyes from Rian's fingertips.
While focusing on the explanation, Rian kept 'using' Velia nonstop.
One hand took notes, the other endlessly fondled her soft thighs.
Unlike before, Velia smiled sweetly every time Rian touched her thighs.
I didn't remember programming that function... What was going on?
What an arrogant doll, showing off to me like she was bragging...
This was exactly as intended—Rian's lewd desires had shifted to Velia. Yet... my chest ached for some reason.
Was this feeling... 'guilt'?
Rian desiring me... It was partly my fault for not loving him enough.
No, it was definitely my responsibility. Something only I could shoulder.
Only I could take responsibility for it.
It was natural for Rian, despite his slight twist, to crave my love... Had I irresponsibly pushed that onto my clone?
His desires weren't the kind a clone could satisfy, after all.
Of course, his forbidden urges needed to be gradually reduced—and ultimately eliminated...
But banning my direct rewards so abruptly might have been too harsh.
At least once a week—no, twice—wouldn't hurt to allow it.
After class ended, I stopped Rian as he tried to leave.
"Um, Rian...?"
"Yes?"
"W-well, ahem, once a week or so, you can have your reward from this body... That'd be fine..."
Gauging his reaction, I shyly permitted it.
Today, unlike two days ago, she wore something revealing more leg... It must have been hard for Rian to resist.
Hehe, now Rian would come running to me like a baby, begging for his reward...?
It wasn't right, but until he overcame those desires, I was willing to cooperate.
That was a mother's role...♥
"It's fine, Mother."
"All right, if unavoidable.... Huh?"
What did he just say?
Fine? Huh? What?
My mind went blank. Why? How?
"You don't need to push yourself, Mother. It's okay not to force yourself to meet my demands."
'Liar.'
It had to be a lie. His eyes on me still burned with thick, unignited lust.
"No, Rian...? I was worried you'd suffer..."
"Of course, it's a bit tough," Rian said with a grin.
"But now we have Velia."
Rian gently took Velia's hand and left the room.
"Rian, why..."
A sticky emotion welled up inside. Even gripping my skirt tightly, the frustration wouldn't fade.
"To think he'd prefer some... substitute..."
Collapsing into a chair in the room, I watched them leave, wiping away the tears that kept welling up with my sleeve.
Magic is truly an amazing discipline.
It turns the impossible possible and dreams into reality.
Lifting objects into the air, summoning rain from clear skies, making crops grow in seconds—miracles.
The miracle blooming from my fingertips enabled the following feat.
Strands of mana climbing the wall collected sounds from the floor below. Other strands gathered reflected light from below and transmitted it to the magic circle.
The precisely focused reflected light was analyzed by the magic circle, soon projecting a clear image onto the wall.
...A complicated explanation, but I was using magic to spy on my son's room.
Of course, I knew it was wrong. I knew it was abnormal.
But I couldn't help worrying.
Every night, I'd wake to the sensation of mana returning as the clone dissipated.
It was a finely crafted clone that could withstand most pleasure, yet it kept vanishing...
How much ecstasy was she enduring?
"He hasn't developed some weird fetish again, has he...?"
I could tolerate using Velia to correct Rian's misguided sexual fixation on me.
But if that process birthed another perversion, it'd defeat the purpose.
So checking what was happening was only natural as a parent.
As the magic circle activated, the focus sharpened.
Concentrating on the increasingly vivid tangle of two flesh tones, I swallowed hard.
"...Rian..."
Finally viewing the scene below in crystal-clear detail like a photograph, I couldn't help but be shocked.