Farewell to the Academy and Return to the Mansion

The hurried fellatio techniques I’d learned from Emilia and Cordelia proved useful, but Sophia’s oral skills were impressive in their own right. They had called her a genius with both sword and magic, and her ability to absorb anything she set her mind to was truly on another level. There she was—my younger sister, wearing a lewd dress she would never have imagined in her daily life—taking her older brother’s cock into her mouth inside the student council room where she had poured nearly two years of her life. The overwhelming sense of taboo flooding my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠mind had swollen the rod between her lips to its absolute maximum size.

“Haaup♡ Nghh… nghh… Mmmmmm♡”

With my cock steadily swelling larger inside her mouth, hot breaths and moans burst from Sophia’s nose. At the same time her soft, writhing tongue clung to the veins along my glans, I couldn’t stop a groan from escaping me. Seeing my bitten lip, Sophia’s eyes curved into a trembling, smiling crescent as she poured even more enthusiasm into her service.

When Sophia sucked my length hard and shook her head with passionate vigor, the veins of my cock scraped against her tongue as if sliding through tight inner folds. Her teeth still grazed the base occasionally, but it was nowhere near enough to make her abandon the warm, wet heaven of her mouth-pussy.

“Haaung♡ Chururup, churup.”

From my younger sister’s mouth, completely lost in the taste of my cock, came wet, sticky sounds drenched in taboo. Precum and saliva mixed together, sliding down her slender throat and staining the front of her dress, yet Sophia paid it no mind. The presence of a spectator had been completely erased from her thoughts. She and I were perfectly united, both physically and mentally, reading every twitch and reaction the other made.

That was when Leopold’s scream shattered the moment, interrupting my appreciation of Sophia’s lewd moans. What an oblivious bastard. If I was kind enough to give him a show, the least he could do was watch quietly. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Of course I would never have allowed him to jerk off to it. He didn’t deserve to cum while staring at Sophia’s beautiful body.

I turned toward the source of the scream and saw Leopold’s legs trembling like a newborn foal fresh from its mother’s womb. A stiff breeze would have been enough to knock him over so he could kiss the floor. His mouth hung wide in shock, yet the tiny voice that emerged from it felt almost wasted on him.

“Th-this can’t be… Sophia, didn’t you… didn’t you hate Arwen? But the way you’re looking at him right now… it’s like you’re lovers.”

Leopold pointed a shaking finger at my face with a hand that trembled as badly as his lips, staring at Sophia. By the way, he only called us lovers, right? No accusations about how the filthy Reinhardts fuck their own family?

He had referred to Sophia and me as lovers in the most natural way possible. It seemed the effect of the trait I had received as compensation for impregnating my sisters was working perfectly. One of Family Affection’s abilities prevented others from finding anything suspicious about special relationships with family members of the opposite sex.

Sophia, who had already received a vague hypnotic-like warning from me beforehand, looked surprised by Leopold’s natural reaction. Perfect. With this, the future is going to be a lot more fun.

While I was inwardly cheering over the convenience of the Family Affection trait, Leopold’s eyes went completely blank, as if he had witnessed the most hollow thing in the world. According to Sophia herself, he had been obsessed with her to the point of wanting to kill her ever since their first meeting. In that sense, his current reaction was perfectly understandable.

I could understand his despair, but as a grown adult, there were things a man simply had to protect. “Haha, pointing fingers? As a noble, shouldn’t you at least observe with proper etiquette and composure?”

But Leopold acted as if my voice had been muted inside his head. He ignored my mockery completely, eyes fixed only on Sophia. Like a madman you might occasionally see on the street, he muttered to himself.

“S-Sophia… you loved me too, didn’t you? Arwen must have threatened you with the duel, right? That’s it, isn’t it? You don’t have to listen to him! I already destroyed all the evidence of his manipulation!”

At the childish whimpering coming from a fully grown adult, Sophia seemed unable to listen any longer. She pulled her mouth off my cock, which had been filling her completely. Without even turning her head toward Leopold, she gazed at the object before her eyes with a look full of love and opened her mouth.

“The way you misunderstand everything and get excited all by yourself hasn’t changed at all since the first time I saw you as president until now.”

Not a single grain of positive emotion could be found in the voice Sophia directed at Leopold—like a speck of salt trying to swim in the ocean. It was a hundred and eighty degrees different from the expression she gave the place where I stood. Even though I knew the venom wasn’t aimed at me, it still sent a chill through my stomach. I could only imagine how Leopold felt.

“S-Sophia?”

Facing the man who muttered her name with a runny nose, Sophia continued her sharp condemnation without a trace of pity.

“There has not been even a single second in my life when I loved you. In fact, if you add up all the time I respected you or felt any favor toward you, it still wouldn’t reach a single second.”

Wow, that one must hurt. While Sophia vented all her accumulated resentment with a refreshed voice, a strange sympathy rose inside me as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠I listened beside her. Not for the pathetic man staggering in front of us, but for the original Arwen who must have endured Sophia’s abuse his entire life. How hard must it have been for you, Arwen…

My heart grew solemn at the thought of the original Arwen having to endure not only Sophia but Cordelia, Masha, and even Isabel’s harsh words. Still, more than half of those fierce women had now spread their legs before Arwen’s cock, so I could only hope he was watching with a light heart. Now only Isabel is left. I don’t know if this is the revenge you wanted, but still.

Even while I was lost in sudden thoughts about the original Arwen, Sophia did not stop speaking.

“The only person I truly love right now and intend to serve with all my heart for the rest of my life is my older brother Arwen.”

“T-That can’t be…”

With an expression of pure ecstasy, Sophia stroked my cock with both hands as she continued.

“Just look at this magnificent, beautiful size that rivals the World Tree of legend.”

“Aaaah, no, please stop!”

“Don’t you think it’s rude to even compare it to the president’s pathetic thing that barely makes a bulge in his pants? You really should have seen the sublime moment when my brother’s cock entered me.”

“Ah… ah… this… this isn’t real!”

Leopold’s sanity finally collapsed. He began tearing at his own hair with both hands, letting out grotesque moans like a rat that had eaten poison. Sophia drove the final dagger into his heart.

She removed her own soaked underwear, the shape of her pussy clearly visible through the fabric, and spoke in a coquettish voice.

“I’ve said everything I needed to say to the president, so would you please leave? From now on, my brother and I are very busy creating the next generation for the Reinhardt family.”

What will you do now, Leopold? I asked him silently while watching. Would he lose control of his rage and attack us, or would he flee, unable to endure the humiliation and shock?

Leopold chose exactly what Sophia and I had expected.

“No, nooooo!”

With a scream that sprayed spittle everywhere, Leopold ran for the door. Just before he reached it, his foot caught in his sagging pants and he fell, showing us one last pathetic sight before disappearing from the student council room.

Once Leopold was gone, Sophia burst into laughter in the quiet night air. After laughing heartily, she looked in the direction he had fled and asked me.

“Did you see his face at the end?”

A satisfied smile still hung on her lips as she suddenly turned to me.

“Since we were showing him anyway, you could have let him see you enter me. Why didn’t you insert it?”

“That’s…”

My seed had already taken root inside Sophia’s womb. We weren’t even properly dating yet, let alone married, but I at least knew that vigorous sex in the early stages of pregnancy carried the risk of miscarriage. I answered in an awkward mumble.

“It hasn’t even been two hours since your first time. Shouldn’t we have a stabilization period?”

I ended up stuttering. And of course Sophia wasn’t the type to miss my awkwardness.

“Stabilization period? You’re speaking as if you’re certain I’m pregnant.”

My sister’s sharp question pierced straight through my suspicious behavior. Sophia covered her breasts—which no longer produced milk—with her clothes again and continued.

“The strange thing that happened to my breasts, the way Leopold accepted our relationship as a normal romance… Brother, exactly what kind of power did you obtain, and where?”

“Um, well, that is…”

Damn, what should I do? I knew very well that Sophia’s reaction to hearing about my sex-related abilities would be anything but normal. As I stood there troubled in front of my sister, who was waiting for an answer, a ray of salvation descended from the heavens. Or rather, several loud rays that shook the air.

The roaring explosions were the sound of fireworks marking the end of the closing ceremony. Colorful lights bursting in the night sky outside the window poured through the glass and painted Sophia’s face. They were also the signal that told us it was time to disperse.

“People will be returning to the palace soon. Let’s go back, Sophia.”

I spoke before she could open her mouth. Though she made no effort to hide her dissatisfied expression, she nodded obediently. Sophia looked at the stains of her love juices on the floor and chanted an unknown spell. Small flames rose and cleanly burned away every trace. Not even a tiny scorch mark remained. Had the situation not been so urgent, I would have applauded.

As we left the neatly organized student council room, I spoke to Sophia who followed behind me.

“You really are amazing. I’m so glad I didn’t fight against you.”

“Save the compliments. Don’t wander around doing anything strange—just go straight back to the dormitory. Stay there quietly with Cordelia until tomorrow.”

Even while telling me off, Sophia’s ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cheeks turned slightly red. She left down the opposite corridor with a few short words of concern that didn’t feel like nagging at all. Listening to the click of her heels, I fell into thought.

Someday I’ll tell everyone. Not just you, Sophia, but all of them.

While I stood alone in the corridor, Sophia’s back disappeared completely. After that, I turned my steps toward the dormitory where Cordelia and Emilia were waiting, wondering how things had turned out.

The sound of my soles hitting the floor was strangely cheerful. For some reason, my steps felt lighter than usual that night.

After the presentation where so many events had unfolded at once, a quiet month passed without incident. Naturally, Cordelia, an outsider, had to return to the mansion as soon as the presentation ended. Convincing the stubborn girl—who kept clinging to me and begging to secretly stay hidden in her brother’s dormitory—was quite the ordeal. In the end, only after Emilia’s warm persuasion and Sophia’s cold persuasion did Cordelia finally raise the white flag.

I had already sent a letter to Raibel at the mansion before Cordelia’s departure. It contained the victory report that both Cordelia and Sophia had become our allies.

During that month, it wasn’t only Cordelia’s precious words that kept me busy. First came my first academy exam. It was similar to final exams back in my original world. Failing would force me to remain at the academy for supplementary lessons. Compared to preparing for the duel, however, it was as easy as lying down and eating rice cakes. Thanks to the devoted help of my precious lovers Emilia and Sophia, I passed the test without difficulty. I received especially great help from Sophia’s love juices during Professor Helena’s exam.

Josef, who had taken the test with me, seemed to have achieved decent results as well. After the day I humiliated Leopold, we had given Josef strict orders to keep his mouth shut. At least until now, he had kept that promise faithfully. It was probably less out of trust in me and more out of fear of Sophia. Even though Sophia had apologized for all the harassment she had put him through, the wounds engraved deep in his heart would not heal so easily. When I told him I would positively consider commercial exchange between the Reinhardt territory and the Sigmund territory as an apology, his expression finally softened a little.

Fortunately for Josef, there was no retaliation from Leopold. We couldn’t even hear any proper news about what he was doing at school. According to Sophia, he had shut himself in his room like a caterpillar in a cocoon and cut off all contact with others. Thanks to that, Sophia ended up taking on all the president’s duties, but she didn’t seem particularly bothered. After all, she herself had said it was the happiest time of her academy life, right up until the final day of the semester when graduation was held.

And now, the time had truly come to return to Reinhardt Mansion.

At the station where the academy’s carriages stood in line, Emilia spoke with a bittersweet expression.

“It’s time for a short farewell.”

“Don’t be too sad, Emilia. We’ll see each other again in just a week.”

“I know that, but ever since I met you, Arwen, seeing each other’s faces every day had become our daily life.”

Emilia smiled faintly and spread her arms. It was an act she would never have dared under normal circumstances for fear of prying eyes, but right then everyone around us was lost in their own farewells. I hugged her until her soft breasts were fully pressed against my chest, then released her and said.

“You must bring your sister to Reinhardt Mansion. Don’t disappear on me.”

“Hehe, all right. I’m looking forward to seeing how wonderful the room will be.”

“No need to worry. We have more luxurious rooms than we know what to do with.”

Waving my hand vigorously at Emilia’s farewell, I climbed into the carriage. Sophia had already taken her seat, sitting with her legs crossed.

“Finished with the touching goodbye?”

“Yes. Now it’s time to reunite with Mother.”

I answered Sophia and sat down. As soon as the driver confirmed all passengers were seated, the academy coachman announced our departure in a loud voice.

“Then we shall depart now. Hyah!”

With the coachman’s energetic shout, the carriage wheels began to roll diligently toward the Reinhardt territory. The cheerful sound of the moving carriage felt like a farewell melody congratulating me for having survived the academy arc so splendidly.