Chapter 139
Chapter 139
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 139
Chapter Title: Raies Fleur
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Raies's mansion was ordinary.
I mean, it had a reasonably refined interior, but it was so down-to-earth that it was hard to believe it belonged to an imperial princess.
I couldn't see it directly, but Raies's room was probably no different.
Thinking about that arrogant prick's mansion from this morning made me chuckle a bit.
Frugality doesn't necessarily reflect character, but I couldn't help liking someone who was rich yet lived simply.
After seeing this place, all I could think was why Raies would date a guy like that.
Raies headed to the living room and started checking the shelves.
She seemed to be looking for something to serve.
This place must not have been used in a while.
Raies sat me down in a chair and boiled water in the magic pot.
"We have chocolate, lemon, coffee, and such. What would you like?"
"Lemon tea."
"Sure."
It didn't matter what, but saying so would just put her in a tough spot, so it was better to pick something specific.
Raies nodded and prepared the tea.
About two minutes passed in silence.
It wasn't awkward, but I was tense.
I had no idea how she'd react to what I was about to bring up.
I recalled what happened before coming here.
I went to find Holland in the Lion District—somewhere in the Second District where the moderately wealthy lived.
The guy had a villa befitting a count's son, a two-story house.
My impression? Ordinary.
It gave off the vibe that he didn't want to stand out to others.
When I knocked, the thug girl from before answered.
"Huh? Oh?"
Her surprised who-the-hell-are-you face quickly turned into one eyeing prey.
This bitch, eyeing me up?
But damn, she was hot.
She came out in ridiculously sexy lingerie.
I wondered if she knew who I was and dressed like that on purpose.
"Aren't you the instructor from Pryunar Academy~? What brings you here?"
Even as she spoke, she blatantly flaunted her big tits and black underwear, seducing me.
If it were the old me, I might've fucked this bitch senseless, but after thick times with stunners like Asita and Emily, it was laughable.
"Where's Holland? Inside?"
"Huh? Well~"
Troubled face.
"You don't need to tell him. I can just force my way in."
"Oh? You gonna force yourself on me?"
Is her head full of flowers?
"Wh-what's going on?"
Finally, the protagonist Holland showed up.
For someone asking what was happening, he clearly knew I was coming.
Holland, looking scared, whispered to the thug girl to get dressed and led me outside.
Through the open door, the interior looked extremely luxurious.
This guy.
Truly clueless about his place.
I had no desire to talk inside that house either.
But Holland didn't take me to a nearby cafe—he led me to a corner of the mansion's garden.
Maybe feeling bad for dragging an instructor here, he fidgeted with his hands clasped, which looked pathetic.
"I'll bring drinks soon."
"No need."
I didn't plan to stay long.
I just needed to confirm something.
"You know why I'm here."
"......"
"As an academy instructor, I can't overlook a student's misbehavior. So I came to find the cause."
"Th-that..."
"Especially when the cause is the servant who should serve his master. Doesn't make sense."
Learn from our Rena.
Even with the reporter calling and being busy, she tries to take care of me. Good girl.
That's right.
This fucker Holland was none other than Raies's servant.
I wondered how Raies's followers knew about this guy's usual behavior—he'd been strutting around Pryunar Academy as a servant.
Pryunar Academy's motto is equality regardless of status, but Raies's status and family power were immense. Even setting that aside, her influence at school was huge, so he was treated more like a student than a servant.
With such great treatment, what was his problem?
It was practically a sugar baby setup.
Isn't being a sugar baby every guy's dream?
No inferiority complex or complaints—just gratitude.
Or did he feel pathetic leeching off his fiancée when it didn't suit him?
"Feeling inferior?"
"Pardon?"
Holland's anxious face turned indignant.
Good.
People reveal their true feelings when angry.
"Otherwise, why treat Raies, who's taken such good care of you, so coldly?"
He grimaced as if to snap back, then turned his head away.
I hate saying shit like this, but I had to now.
This guy.
No backbone.
"...If you don't know, don't meddle in others' affairs."
"Then enlighten me. Tell me what happened."
"......"
"If it's convincing, I won't report it up and will back off appropriately."
Holland hesitated but started talking.
Predictable story.
Basically, Raies was too high-status to understand a servant's feelings.
Her followers badmouthed him behind his back without stopping it.
Subtle disregard.
From the first meeting, treated like a slave.
Naming him fiancé was just to trample someone like him to elevate herself.
All nonsense or inferiority-driven crap.
He hesitated at first, but later he was practically yelling.
Lots of buildup, huh.
I listened quietly, then said,
"So you cheat on your fiancée?"
"Ra, Raies!! She's been scandalized with all sorts of guys! Without a thought for me!"
"Scandals—has she actually cheated?"
Holland groaned, then puffed up.
"Meeting this guy and that—it's only a matter of time! Socializing or whatever, do you know how much it hurt every time she met a guy?! Laughing and giggling with men I can't compare to... Damn... Fucking hell...!!"
Holland flinched at his slip-up, glancing at me.
Then, as if excusing,
"Th-that's why I wanted to let her know my feelings..."
I tuned out the rest.
I was convinced this was trash full of pure inferiority.
But I said one thing.
"What if Raies cheats?"
"Pardon?"
"Fine if she cheats with another guy while with you? You're enjoying this luxurious villa behind your fiancée's back without her actually cheating."
He bristled, looked worried, then laughed.
And bluffed.
"Think she could?"
"Yeah. Got it."
After that, I said I'd investigate more thoroughly and parted.
By the way, the thug girl bringing drinks wore a short skirt and flashed her panties to me behind Holland's back the whole time.
That was tempting.
"Here."
"Thanks."
Raies's voice snapped me out of it.
Slurp.
Pretty good. She makes tea well.
I sipped the lemon tea, set it down, and looked at Raies, who stared at the floor.
How to start.
Just straight-up say dump that fucker Holland?
"I have something to say..."
"Holland."
Words cut off.
Raies kept her eyes down.
"Holland's been my friend since we were kids."
"Hm."
Childhood friends.
"First met him at a birthday party my father threw for me. Invited only noble heirs from each family, gathered us, and told me to make friends."
"I see."
"Yes. Father said true relationships beyond gain-loss were impossible for a princess like me, but make as close to real ones as possible."
But it was impossible anyway, Raies said with a smile.
"Why?"
"Because they're imperial nobles—they can't ignore the Fleur family."
Raies placed her delicate hand on her chest and continued.
"In this country and Pryunar Academy, I'm just a foreign princess. Plus, with the Ten Great Families equal to Fleur, plenty treat me roughly. But there... Fleur and Plauen hold absolute sway."
That's why, despite bickering, she actually liked El and Clarier a lot, Raies said.
"Got sidetracked. Back to the party—everyone was intimidated, wouldn't approach, so I acted the proper princess. But..."
I knew where this was going.
I smiled and said,
"Holland was different?"
"...Yes."
Her eyes grew distant, a warm smile on her lips.
"Started as friends, but his count family was close to Fleur, so we met daily, grew closer, and before I knew it... um... do I have to say it?"
"......"
Her shy smile was prettier than expected; I lost my words for a moment.
She took my silence as no need to say it and moved on to more Holland stories.
"Holland knows how to care for others and treat them fairly. That's why I like him."
I didn't get why, but her affection came through.
But.
Holland thinks differently about you.
He said from the first meeting, you treated him like a servant.
I felt sorry for Raies anew.
"So, Instructor."
"......"
"Don't see this as your chance."
"Huh?"
Chance?
Does she think I'm trying to take advantage of her heartbreak...?
[Ooh. Perfect. Man up and say you came to fuck her...]
Fuck off.
[Yeah...]
I blocked Mangsin's voice, straightened up, and looked at her.
I wanted Raies to dump Holland and be with another guy.
Just not me.
I knew my place.
"Not some lecherous thought. Though I wouldn't mind if it ends that way—the guy doesn't have to be me."
"That's harsh."
Raies's weak eyes regained their usual charisma.
"Using this chance to connect with the empire through me? I get it, but consider people's feelings..."
"Wait."
What?
Conversation's not meshing.
[She didn't even think you'd fuck her? I can guess the case—entertaining.]
This fucker.
Less than a minute blocked and he's back.
[V.]
Die.
What's the case?
[Spoils the fun if I tell.]
Fucker.
[You'll figure it soon. Saw some thick stuff today—I'll let the no-fuck slide.]
Let my ass.
Not the time.
I met Raies's piercing stare head-on.
"Don't understand? Misinterpreting me?"
"Pardon?"
"The 'chance' I meant is your revenge."
"Revenge?"
Face like what bullshit is this.
"Revenge on Holland."
"...Must be mistaken. I don't plan revenge..."
"If not, why meet noble heirs knowing he hates it?"
"......"
Raies, stunned, went silent.
"Slow to answer."
"That was just socializing... No, honestly, I wanted him to look at me again..."
"Stir jealousy?"
I smiled at her nod.
"Lame excuse."
"What?"
Raies glared at my rudeness, but I ignored it.
"Wanting him back. Wow, you really love Holland? Waiting patiently while he fucks other girls."
"......"
"...Sex? Instructor. Watch your language."
Oho. Not bad.
Not purely innocent. She flinched at "sex" but shot a sharp glare.
Like our first meeting.
"What then? Mating?"
"Lame."
Raies reverted to her initial fierce personality.
Good sign.
As I thought earlier, anger reveals true feelings.
I said seriously,
"If you just wanted reconciliation and happiness, plenty of ways."
Raies, about to retort... that far, nodded for me to speak.
Her gesture was sexily mature.
"Could pressure him with followers, wealth, influence. Or report to his family—boom, done."
"......"
"No need. Just notify you're firing him as servant—his family would investigate, take action. That retard."
"Instructor."
Ooh, scary.
Angriest at "retard" yet.
She truly loves Holland.
So what.
"...That retard will flail without family support and beg you. Wrong?"
"......"
She gritted teeth, glaring, no rebuttal.
Of course. True.
I investigated Holland.
Knew his routine: servant who did no servant work, acted like student.
Not bad.
Servant title was Raies's way to keep him close.
If mutual understanding, none of my business.
But he betrayed Raies.
Still betraying in real-time.
He doesn't know.
This shaky relationship holds only by Raies's kindness.
"Not taking the easy path? Simple—you wanted revenge. Hurt as much as you did. But clueless, floundering."
Lie.
Raies was too heartbroken to think.
Doesn't matter.
I needed to provoke her.
Implant revenge against Holland.
Why?
Makes me pissed otherwise.
Don't want good Raies hurt by evil Holland.
Raies bit her lip.
"......No."
"No? Unaware subconscious action?"
"I said no."
"Lying's bad..."
"No!!"
Bang!
I stared at the hurt girl slamming the table and standing.
Plain water cup rolled on the floor.
Panting, she glared venomously, eyes full of rage and sorrow.
"...Sorry for rudeness. I'll clean the tea."
"Not rude. I said provoking stuff—normal to snap. Like when we first met. You have right to be angry, Raies."
I stood, picked the cup, grabbed a tablecloth-like rag.
Wiped the spill, then spoke.
"Can't accept? Think no revenge urge? Simple way. Imagine Holland still fucking that dumb girl."
"......"
"Her riding him, shaking hips. He moans, 'So good, more.' She asks if okay, he says, 'That dumb bitch is hooked—can't forget after a little nice treatment...'"
"Stop!!"
Scream-like shout, attack flew.
Don't want to break decor—dissipated mana orb fully.
"Haa... haa..."
"Mad, right Raies? Not even real, just imagine. Infuriating."
That's why original doujin NTR sucks.
Know it's retard fantasy, but that "what if" fucks you.
Especially since Raies is living it, not some hentai.
I know.
I know a girl it happened to.
Reason I'm invested in Raies, whom I'm not close to—hate to admit, but that.
I pressed on.
"What're you thinking? Reconcile? Or kill him and the cheating bitch?"
Raies stammered.
"I-I..."
"No shame. If me, I'd hunt the fuckers, torture to death, smash skulls, feed corpses to monsters."
"......"
She looked shocked.
"Raies. You're too lenient. After that betrayal from a cared-for servant? Just pretending to meet guys? You called me nice last time."
Raies bit lower lip, face twisting like about to cry, looking down.
Seemed at limit, but I didn't stop.
People need stimulus, despair to rise.
"To me, you're nice beyond understanding."
Silence, then Raies spoke.
"Then what should I do? Tried, tried... Holland won't look at me."
"He doesn't because no loss."
Stood, cleared cup, said firmly.
"Actually cheat. Flaunt it to Holland, show you're disposable anytime."
To stop her outburst, I raised voice.
"Or at least show: 'If you dump me, I'll dump you.'"
Silence hung.
Raies's eyes murderous, like at enemy.
Hm...
Time to bail?
Honestly, fighting a flashy, pretty, tough girl like school gang leader scares me shitless.
Long silence, Raies spoke.
"Why, Instructor...?"
Trailed off, mangling words.
"What?"
Instead of answering, she questioned.
"...So. Fuck you here now? That it?"
Ah. Chance.
[Chick magnet!!!]
Fuck off.
Not chick—bail magnet.
[Wait, dude.]
lol.
Blocked Mangsin, made sleazy face to escape.
Said my piece; rest up to her.
"Not intent, but that'd work too."
"...Pervert."
Raies lifted head, eyes full of disgust.
Ah... thrilling...!!
Pretty girl looking at me like trash.
This gaze fap fuel for days.
[Admitting it.]
Adapting to my world's shit too fast...?
"Get out."
Eviction.
I shrugged, turned, left Raies's house without hesitation.
Rest up to her... wishful, won't be easy.
Fine.
Expected long game.
[Doubt it.]
Huh?
[Personally, won't last long.]
What?
Back to Gold's house, Hart mansion.
Entered foyer, no usual maid-butler welcome.
What happened?
Maids and butlers stood in line, heads bowed.
Before them, a girl in flashy dress with gold hair to elbows shrieked.
"So! Where's brother?!"
"Th-that's..."
Head butler, always kindly, fidgeted.
I couldn't stand it.
"Probably still at academy."
"Hah?"
Oof. Classic "Who're you to speak?" tone.
The girl turned... pretty.
Fierce impression from anger-twisted face; actually doll-like.
Appearance rank: Neck-and-neck with Clarier or El, maybe slightly below.
Tits... big.
Tits... big.
Important, twice.
"Who're you?"
"And you... Aha~?"
She smirked knowingly, strode over.
Smack!
Raised hand to slap; I grabbed wrist.
"What?! This rude—let go?!"
"......"
What? This spectacle bitch.
Novel cliché villain noble girl...?
"Dr-Dre...!"
Head butler anxiously eyed us.
"Miss, calm! Guest of Gold young master and Gald!"
"Miss?"
Looked anew at girl.
She spat; I dodged... nah, took it.
...Yum.
Beauty spit...! Spit...!!
"Miss!"
Maids, butlers screamed, panicked, eyed me.
"What are you to brother? Guest? Don't make me laugh!"
Gripped harder her flailing arm; augh... moan.
Asked straight.
"And you to Gold?"
She smugly declared.
"Gold brother's little sister, Hart family eldest daughter.Sharu Goldie Hart."
"......"
Wait, Gold only child?
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"Thanks. Well, would've handled somehow without you."
.....
.....
Silence.
In front of mirror, Clarier frowned at her hundredth practice greeting.
Rescued by Dre, through procedures, pondering thanks.
"This... isn't right..."
Clarier knew her haughty look and demeanor.
Practicing to avoid mistakes, but thinking of that Dre made her posture skew unconsciously.
Of course, he'd accept apology with magnanimity, but...
"......"
Imagining him heated her face.
Shook head to cool, practiced again.
"Thanks for saving me in Grand Archmage's rest. Next time, I'll try harder to arrive sooner... Ughhh..."
Practice would take a while.