Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: 3. Sex Education
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『A quiet morning. The library that Luke and I arrived at together was cluttered with books of all kinds, as always.』
『I felt it the first time I came here, but it seems the librarian here has no intention whatsoever of organizing the books.』
『Every time we run into her, she's not doing anything remotely librarian-like—not even trimming her nails. Has she just given up because there's too much to sort?』
『It's a wonder she hasn't been fired from her librarian position yet, coming from some baron family in an insignificant little country.』
『A dry exchange of greetings. Then I asked the librarian to step out for a bit since I had some business to attend to—just an hour would be enough, I added.』
『As expected, she nodded right away without asking a single question.』
『The reason was obvious. Even a small connection to me would be a huge boon for her family.』
『I wonder if she had any idea what might go down here when she nodded?』
『Watching the librarian's retreating figure as she hurried out, I tried to quiet the pounding of my heart.』
Today too, I hadn't slept properly.
1 AM.
Relying on the faint light, I'd read up to this point. I turned my gaze to the letter I'd just picked up.
A tiny scrap of paper, barely worthy of being called a letter.
Unlike the erotic novel with its unclear author, the owner of this letter was definitely Baekya.
Which meant the handwriting on it was Baekya's too.
Even setting aside Baekya's proposed sex education for now, this was the perfect chance to compare handwriting.
I had to narrow down the suspects one by one if I wanted to catch the erotic novel's author.
So I quickly locked the door and compared the two handwritings...
"...What do I do."
It had been a full two hours since I started the comparison.
Sadly, the result was frustratingly ambiguous—impossible to say for sure.
Both were well-written.
That was the limit of my meager descriptive skills.
Just... well-written.
But they weren't exactly the same either—there were subtle differences.
The handwriting in the notebook was so beautiful it could make you lose yourself savoring it,
while the handwriting on the letter in my hand fell just short of that level.
Maybe cramming the words onto that tiny paper made it look that way, so they could be the same.
There were noticeable differences, but with plausible explanations, it only made me more confused.
I mean, I'm no expert—how am I supposed to tell?
"Hmm..."
Headache. For now, let's call the handwriting similar.
But there was another problem.
The odds that Baekya, who'd never shown me any remorse since enrolling at the academy, would feel sorry toward me for the first time today.
The odds that such a Baekya would show up at my door late at night and leave a handwritten letter.
And the content written in that letter...
"The odds that it matches the play in the erotic novel..."
Were all these probabilities even possible to beat?
Hell, the odds of me overwhelming other women with my magic seemed more realistic.
I set the letter down on the desk and turned my eyes back to the novel.
『Thud. As the librarian left, the library's front doors—bathed in pure white sunlight—closed with a loud bang.』
『Now it was just me and Luke here.』
『Repeating that fact to myself sent a shiver down my spine, even though we hadn't done anything yet.』
『Don't tremble, I told myself. Furrow your brows like this whole situation is annoying and a hassle.』
『Time to become Luke's perfect prey.』
『In front of a massive table that could easily seat eight, I slowly turned my body and spoke.』
『Haa... I never thought I'd end up giving you sex ed of all things.』
『A sharp gaze looking up at me. But I didn't forget to cross my arms and subtly emphasize my cleavage.』
『From how he'd groped them wildly during my first time, I knew it was one of the parts Luke liked. An important point I couldn't forget.』
『I don't want to ruin your life over one mistake. So listen up. There won't be another chance.』
『...』
『Sex isn't just for feeling good. It's the beautiful, sacred act where man and woman create new life.』
『As expected, Luke's pitch-black eyes dropped briefly to my cleavage before slowly rising back up.』
『That gaze resembled a predator's. A predator trampling a bitch in heat to his heart's content.』
『I suddenly recalled the day I'd lost my virginity a few days ago. The memory of my womb being crushed over and over, passing out repeatedly, made my lower belly throb.』
『I hadn't counted, but... I'd probably masturbated to that memory dozens of times by now.』
『Until it was worn thin. Until just thinking of the word 'Luke' brought back that brutal pistoning.』
『But now, that wasn't enough anymore.』
『Today, I wanted new memories.』
Sex education in the library.
Something similar to what was written in the letter appeared in the erotic novel too.
Coincidence? Or deliberate?
I flipped through a few more pages, but eventually it devolved into nothing but crude sentences brimming with the author's lust, so I slammed it shut.
"What now."
Rubbing my fatigue-heavy eyes, I sank into thought.
Had I ever picked up even a hint of something like that from Baekya, even once?
Absolutely not.
I hardly ever ran into her on the paths—who knew where she even was—and I'd never chatted with her after sparring.
The Baekya I'd seen so far was obsessed only with beating me senseless.
Such a woman, an erotic novel author?
"...No way."
Same as with Kaen.
Suspicious elements or not, that didn't make her the author.
Just coincidence.
Not some scripted plot.
Don't screw up this time.
I sealed the notebook deep in my desk drawer and collapsed onto the bed in exhaustion.
1. Head to the library and receive sex education from Baekya.
2. Somehow squeeze in some personal training time before lunch.
3. Quickly clean the central avenue in the western sector.
4. Clean Professor Yaktoon's private room, then find Yuzu to wrap up my duties.
A perfect daily plan.
It'd be a bit busier than usual, but if I buttoned everything up neatly one step at a time, I could probably get through the day without incident.
Just avoid running into Kaen out of the blue.
Apologizing late was an issue, but showing up in her sights right now wouldn't end well—that was my take.
The morning was already bright and clear, but I left the dark, dreary central sector behind and headed for the southern sector.
The sunlight grew brighter bit by bit.
As I climbed the steep stairs step by step, moss started appearing on the drab stone steps.
Slip here, and it wouldn't end with just a broken bone.
Climbing carefully, the familiar green avenue unfolded before me.
Chirp. Chirp. Cheerful birdsong from somewhere.
Towering trees piercing the sky, at least 100 meters tall, lining a stone path dotted with short weeds.
The weathered sign beside it read 'Southern Sector,' faded and lifeless.
A familiar sight.
The clear green filling my open view was pretty, but it made me worry about bugs in summer.
Though being an aerial fortress, maybe it was fine. Harboring that tiny curiosity I'd soon forget, I headed deeper in.
"Phew..."
It didn't take long to reach the Rpefas Library.
Probably to accommodate students from other sectors, it was closer to the central sector than other buildings in the south.
I glanced at the tree shade where I'd collapsed yesterday morning from exhaustion, then opened the library doors.
Beyond the short path lined with bookshelves, one early visitor stood before the librarian.
Beautiful white hair swaying down to her waist.
Beside it, two pure white sheaths of long swords.
Up close like this, she really didn't fit the library at all.
"Baekya-nim."
"Ah."
A short voice leaked out.
Baekya turned only her head toward me, still in the middle of talking to the librarian.
"Luke. You're not late this time."
"'This time'? Wasn't that sparring session my first tardy? I've kept to the schedule perfectly until now, though..."
"It's not 'never late' anymore, is it?"
Her words were oddly hard to refute, so my lips pressed shut.
Even if I'd found a comeback, I wouldn't have said it anyway—no difference.
"So, is it alright?"
Baekya asked again, looking back at the librarian.
"Of course! I don't have anything to do anyway, and no one comes to the library at this hour, so take as long as you need!"
"I'll just accept the sentiment. One hour's enough."
One hour.
I faintly furrowed my brow at the familiar-sounding exchange.
No—more precisely, an exchange I'd 'read' before.
No need to overthink.
It was eerily similar to the scene in the erotic novel I'd read at dawn.
'...Just coincidence.'
Recalling my screw-up with Kaen, I shoved all weird thoughts aside.
Kaen at least might be sweet-talked out of her anger, but if Baekya took against me? Done for.
Be careful.
Steeling myself, I stood demurely behind Baekya.
"Ugh...! Then I should at least grab some breakfast. I haven't been eating mornings lately because I've been sleeping in..."
"It's not anything important, so you can come back whenever."
"No way! It's a request from you, Baekya-nim—I can't do that. I'll be back exactly on the hour!"
"...Do as you like."
Baekya replied half-heartedly, as if fed up with the librarian's overreaction.
At this point, it seemed less for Baekya's sake and more like the librarian just hated being in the library—was that my imagination?
Moments later, the librarian left the library with an excited look, like she was off on a picnic.
It irked me a bit that she didn't even say thanks after dumping reading room cleaning on me too, but I wasn't clueless enough to bring it up in front of two nobles.
Thud. As the librarian left, the library's front doors—bathed in pure white sunlight—closed with a loud bang.
"Luke."
The usual stiff voice came from ahead.
I turned, and our eyes met naturally.
Blood-red eyes.
Not the gruesome crimson slashed across the ground, but a beautiful, ecstatic red like blood frozen in ice.
If it was pure masochistic desire locked in there, recognizing a man she liked without mercy...
That thought didn't enter my mind by a speck.
"Yes, Baekya-nim."
"Follow me. We both have schedules, so better wrap this up quick."