Chapter 135
Chapter 135
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 135
Chapter Title: Raies Fleur
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Lost in thought, I wandered aimlessly.
When I snapped out of it, I found myself in some unfamiliar spot.
Pryunar Academy was so ridiculously vast that it was only natural for there to be places I'd never seen.
But still, what the hell was this flower garden?
A garden straight out of a fairy tale stretched out before me, robbing the scene of any sense of reality.
And oddly enough, there were tons of students milling about.
Guess a good chunk of time had passed.
Glancing at the wristwatch I'd gotten not long ago, it was already lunchtime.
Gold might be looking for me.
A cluster of girls stared at me openly from a short distance away, but I paid them no mind.
I'd grown used to the stares by now, and besides, it wasn't the time to worry about that.
My awareness lasted only a moment before I plunged back into deep thought.
Those guys came to this world?
Sure enough, they hadn't shown up since then. No matter how hard I searched, over and over.
But still... could a coincidence like this really happen?
This... heart-stirring... chance to recreate that day—could it actually arrive?
"Instructor."
"Yes."
I answered on reflex, then clocked the face. Someone I knew.
A cute redhead with a bold vibe. Name: Lorr.
Raies's follower.
"Ah, hello."
"Greetings."
Now that I looked, all the girls who'd been watching me from afar were Lorr's friends or Raies's followers, eyeing us with worried expressions.
Lorr fidgeted awkwardly—way more than usual—before looking up at me and speaking cautiously.
"Um, about that time... I'm really sorry..."
"I've already sorted it out with Raies. No need for you to apologize or feel sorry anymore."
Small talk was a drag.
Now wasn't the time for distractions.
She'd clearly come to apologize, so I swept away any old grudges and just...
"Thank you. But... that's not it."
"......"
"Eek!"
I shot her an irritated glare, and she flinched like my face had terrified her.
...No, probably not my face. It was the anger and killing intent leaking out unconsciously.
I didn't bother reeling it in, just kept the pressure on.
Hell, I could crank up the fighting spirit or straight-up malice if I wanted.
Just leave me the fuck alone right now.
"..Eek, eek..."
Worked like a charm.
Not just Lorr—the girls behind her looked scared shitless too.
And since Lorr had screwed me over before, she wouldn't think my reaction was weird.
So, scram.
A pain in the ass.
Just shoo off annoying bugs.
But she was holding out better than expected?
Time to ramp up the fighting spirit a notch.
I dialed up the pressure just a bit.
But Lorr stayed rooted.
Why wasn't she bolting?
Or was she too petrified to move?
Twitch. Twitch.
Lorr trembled like a scared little pup, her lips mumbling.
Irritating.
If she was gonna keep that up, I'd just knock her out.
I piled on the silent pressure.
She wouldn't even notice if it edged into attack territory—no issue.
But then, the girl forced her mouth open through the shakes.
"Ra, Ra... Raies-sama... ha-has... something to discuss...!"
"......Yes?"
What the hell was this girl on about?
"Th-that, Ho-Holland... you met him...!"
Ah, now it clicked.
So she was toughing it out for Raies's sake? Even scared shitless of me?
Me—the guy who'd trashed the floating island, crushed the demon and demon king—standing right here, our bad blood at an all-time low.
.....
.....
Pathetic as fuck.
Of course, that was me.
Letting those assholes steal my calm, bullying a student like some instructor.
Realizing how childish my tantrum was brought a wave of shame.
I dropped the pressure and settled my mind.
"Huu... haa."
Her shoulders heaved with every breath I took.
Keep it short.
First, shift the vibe.
Time to slip back into my usual airheaded idiot mode.
.....
Yeah, I like small critters, so least I can do is hear her out!
[Kuhuhuhu. Serious mode over already, kid?] Shut it. You're killing the mood.
"Sorry, Lorr. Something pissed me off earlier, so I lost it for a sec. Still shaking it off."
Pffft.
Red vapor puffed from my body.
Just the 'color coating' skill—does jack shit—but flashy visuals oughta sell it.
Dunno if Lorr bought my lame-ass excuse, but her tension eased up a bit.
"What'd you wanna talk about?"
"Ah, uh, well..."
Still, I'd spooked her bad.
A black-haired girl barely choked down her nerves and stepped up for trembling Lorr, hand on her shoulder.
"First time meeting. Instructor Dre. I'm Aite."
"Greetings."
"Yes. Hello."
I eyed her like so what? She answered without much flinch.
"Heard you ran into Holland yesterday."
From who? Easy question, but could come off interrogative.
How'd she know? Girls' intel network?
[Pretending you don't know, kuhuhu.] Shut your trap.
"Is that right."
"Y-yes. So, heard Gold's digging into Holland, thought we might help..."
"Yeah. Could be plenty useful. Where to chat?"
"Ah. Ri-right here!"
Lorr piped up with forced guts.
"But wide-open spot like this ain't great for private talk."
"It's fine! These are Harut flowers—pump in mana, and they silence a whole area!"
"......"
Why's a garden with flowers like that a student hangout?
"Perfect for secrets!"
"Ah, gotcha."
I nodded, a little grossed out.
Next thing I knew, I was plopped in the middle of a dozen-plus girls.
...Holy shit.
Too damn good, way too intense—what's this fucked-up feeling?
[That's the real deal, kuhuhu.] This prick. Shut up before I block you again.
[Then just carve a new route.] Not fucking her. Goddamn it.
[Aw, dude.] What dude—this guy's picking up my world's lingo way too fast.
"One thing to check before we dive in!"
Lorr leaned in close, then shrank back blushing at eye contact.
Still spat it out.
"You gonna give Holland hell?!!"
"......"
"Too vague—Instructor won't get it."
Aite reining in Lorr. Same grade, but felt older.
Right, years by enrollment, not age?
Aite's probably older. Seems mature.
"What. Same age—don't play big sis."
"Wasn't~"
"......"
"Ah, sorry, Instructor. Lorr means Raies-sama's hurting bad from his crap now."
"That so."
"Yes! Yes! Raies-sama sang your praises nonstop! Days ago she saw you as the enemy!"
Thanks heaps for the irrelevant shit.
Aite lightly bapped Lorr's head.
Makes sense—this airhead dragged weirdos to frame me before.
"So, figured with you and Raies-sama's solid partnership now, and trusty partner Raies-sama wobbling over some trash punk—you're fixing it, right?"
"......"
Trash punk...
Pure-type Aite dropping that... kinda hot.
[Crazy fucker.] Fuck off.
[Dickless. Balls too... hey don't block...] Peace at last.
Anyway, Holland's got serious beef with Raies's crew.
"What'd Holland do?"
"Dared cheat on Raies-sama!"
"Ignored her calls on purpose!"
"Shut up for anyone else but snaps back at Raies-sama!"
"Raies sis gifted cool clothes—never wears 'em, breaks her heart!"
"Canceled date with Fleur no notice!"
"That trash...!"
"Rip him to shreds...!"
"Why does scum like that exist...?"
"Execute."
.....
Fucking terrifying. Pure bloodlust.
Turned to straight curses by end. Execute? Witnessed it?
"Why?"
"Huh?"
Lorr cocked her head at my question.
"Holland's second son of a count house, right?"
"Ah, y-yes!"
"Sorry, Instructor. Shoulda started with his deets..."
"Nah. Anyway, guy's that rank—what balls to ghost Raies like that?"
Wondered if foreign count—not same empire house.
Girls unanimous: coasting on Raies's goodwill.
So count in name, secretly mega-powerful?
Nope.
"Raies-sama gives her heart fully once hooked."
"That trash especially—childhood pal, so extra special."
"Clueless. Grand Duke finds out, bye-bye head."
"...Any reason nobody snitched to Grand Duke?"
"Ah."
Girls traded glances.
"Not blaming."
Silent convo, Lorr reps.
"Raies-sama said she'd never forgive snitches to Dad!"
Nailed the impression, Lorr.
Got acting chops.
But that's trouble.
Raies wrecked by Holland, clings anyway—still loves him.
Nah, more than that.
Pure love? Wouldn't flaunt other nobles.
Hate's in there too.
"Sensitive question."
"Ah, y-yes."
I went stern, scanned every face.
In the heavy quiet, I spoke.
"Raies seeing other noble heirs..."
"Hold up!!"
Aite cut me off, shoved everyone but Lorr away.
They shuffled off puzzled but obedient; fresh silence bloomed.
Yeah, just Lorr and Aite in the know.
I picked up calmly.
"Heard she meets noble heirs. True?"
"No!!"
Enraged Lorr shot up; Aite yanked her down.
Cool face, steady voice, explained.
"She met 'em, true. But not like Instructor thinks."
"Yeah. Know Raies ain't loose. What gets me is why, and Holland's still same."
Some baffled; Aite nodded.
"...Raies-sama's human. Hated it. Bet she never planned to actually do anything!"
"Holland knew about the meets."
"Started it to spark jealousy. Week-long plan, but when he learned just meets—no more..."
"Cried raged buckets at first. Trash bastard."
Aite and Lorr darkened.
Anyway, jealousy ploy.
Holland jealous as planned, stormed in—learned purity intact.
Got cockier.
This bitch can't touch me.
No spine.
Yeah, figured that.
"Wasn't always trash."
"Holland?"
Aite nodded.
"Guy got compared to Raies-sama nonstop—shut down more... Hated him from jump!"
Comparisons.
Almost get it.
Love her more, feel smaller inevitable.
Won't voice it, but girls share blame maybe.
Anyway, intel gained.
Know his type, mindset.
Meet Holland once more, decide.
"Got it... Where's key player Raies?"
Lorr and Aite swapped uneasy looks.
"Wh-why..."
"Gotta hash with her first to deal with Holland."
Hash it.
Me or fans wanna smash Holland? Raies nixes, impossible.
Need green light.
"...Um..."
"Instructor. See..."
"?"
What now.
"...Please get it—truth is."
"Hey! Aite!"
"No choice. He's hunting anyway—time till caught."
"?"
To my confusion, Lorr pressed fingers together.
"T-today, she... dipped early..."
"Never showed..."
"Ah, gotcha."
Casual reply, then froze.
They're sweating instructor rage over skip.
Student vibes in elite genius-rich-power school.
"Totally get it. Lips sealed, chill."
"R-really?"
"...Rumors painted Instructor scary, but you're sweet..."
"? Scary how?"
Aite twitched, spilled.
"Chases threats to death, ignores all for goals, glad when leg hacked, tortured hundreds dead, necromancy puppets, tortures puppets, traps minds from madness, dooms 'em ultimate..."
"Enough."
My rumors—why so twisted?
Who's the smear merchant?
Asked Raies spot after—both clueless.
Worried vibes, legit.
Gold's intel for her or Holland.
But chat ate time—after school it is.
Where kill hours till then.
.....
Hey. Mangsin. [What, kid.] Sex and EXP—what're the conditions?
[Hm?] Like, what level of act bumps EXP? Not mere touch, right?
[Body fluids.] Body fluids?
[Sweat, spit, cum—whatever. EXP scales with volume from the act and intensity. Ryunar ties to all power, but life/death extra special...] Cool. Got it.
[...Kuhuhuhu. That witch, huh.] Mangsin nailed it.
Witch dropped that line before.
Needs materials—do whatever while extracting.
[That otherworlder prick didn't say stay dumb till confirmed your guys?] Never said that.
Prepping ahead never bit me—till now.
So I headed for the witch Emily's lab.
Geography familiar-ish now—quick trip.
Door shut. Huh.
[Emily out on business now.] The giant bat-and-cat ornament over the entrance said so.
Guess next time.
[...But. Emily confirms designated person—entry granted.] Click.
Door swung open.
Hah. Magic beats science sometimes.
Why the check drama? Wasn't she out? Fakeout?
Strode the now-familiar hall.
Big place, witch's room singular—no detours.
Reached it.
Still that hazy incense glow, dreamy haze room.
No Emily vibe.
Ditched mid-research? Kinda trashed.
Then Alfred's words resurfaced.
Her usual.
Maybe Emily was squeezing 'materials' from someone else.
Feels nasty.
[Virgin, right? First rodeo too. Alfred meant different.] Yeah.
[Thick as brick here—frustrating. She said it ain't her thing.] True.
Still, progress.
Detection bumped somehow.
So I reached for the someone dissolved in thin air.
Gripped the invisible neck—gack. Camo peeled like decal; girl materialized...
"Asita...!"
Never guessed Asita—yanked hand back fast.
Coughing Asita teared up, reared for slap.
"Ah. Wait. Wait. Swear didn't know."
"Sh-shut up!"
Ah. Her shtick voice.
Not super pissed seemingly.
Slap try, more coughs.
Spotted water, shoved it over.
Glared but gulped it down, hmpf—slammed cup like shattering.
You're in for it. Emily's wrath, obvs.
"Fancy finding me!"
"......"
Truth: wasn't hunting you today, Emily visit—she'd pout hard.
"So?"
"?"
"So where's the excuse! Ditched for friend fun, hooked hot sexy babe I lack, whole hour—what gives?!"
Machine-gun rant—proper mad.
You cared 'bout no sex appeal?
Fuck, how play this.
Can't truth-dump Almiras.
Trust Asita fine, but unintentional leaks via chit-chat happen.
Wait, ain't that distrust?
Anyway, soothe how.
[Dense.] Fuck off.
[Kid. Follow script.] Huh? What?
[One time...] Mangsin scripted; I cursed.
Work, shithead?
[Try. Then bitch.] ...Fuck it.
"Asita."
"What~?"
"Had reasons."
"Reasons? Rea~sons~? No spill, just expect buy-in..."
"For you."
"Oh my~. Lies 'for me' now~?"
Snagged her wrist firm.
Asita froze.
"Believe me. I treasure you loads. So some stuff I can't spill casual."
"Uh... um..."
"Can't detail, but hate fighting you. Spill someday—forgive?"
Leaned face close... halted.
No way that far.
[Pussy virgin wuss.] Fuck off. Fail this, you're done.
But Asita's beet red.
Huffed, tried wrist shake—no dice, arm flail eeek.
Uneasy now... foot stomp?
"...Le-let go~..."
"...Huh?"
What cute-ass tone.
"Be-Believe you~."
"...For real?"
Unreal—grin bloomed natural.
Forgot sword-guy bro's otherworlder tale for sec.
"On-once only~."
[Doubt it's once...] Bastard charged up.
Shut it.
Anyway, wanna treat Asita nice.
Right—that thing.
"Asita."
"Ye~s?"
"Constitution tweak I mentioned—now?"
"......He~re?"
"Huh? Sooner the better... ni..."
...Wait.
Asita cool with naughty stuff somewhat before.
This setup... feels like seduction?
Fuck, defuse fast.
That instant—
"Su-sure, why no~t..."
Asita fiddled hair, said.
Blank stare; she sofa-pointed.
"Standing's weird~... si-sit there?"
"......"
"......"
"OK."
Why tho.
Something lewd in the air.