Tail
Meanwhile, at the top of the Magic Tower, the professor was enjoying a quiet meal with her master. It was the master who broke the silence first.
“Deborah. There’s a student in your class named Luan Priulri, isn’t there?”
“…Yes. There is someone like that. But why do you ask? Is there some kind of problem?”
“Mmm… No, nothing like that. I’m just a little personally interested?”
Her master, Roxana Sprouse, created a tiny gap between her thumb and forefinger as she flashed a captivating smile. The way her light-purple hair cascaded down and her deep blue eyes sparkled gave off an air of refined beauty.
Deborah’s eyes widened.
“Personally interested?”
“Yes. I found something rather intriguing during the class placement exam. Should I say I’m curious? I want to know what kind of man he is.”
“I see…”
Deborah’s expression hardened. There had been no direct mention, but from the overall shape of her words, Deborah could tell exactly what kind of emotion her master held toward the male student named Luan Priulri.
This was love!
Of course, it probably hadn’t reached that level yet, but no one could say when a feeling of favor might blossom into love. Especially since it seemed Roxana herself hadn’t even realized it yet!
What should I do?
Deborah knew. She knew what kind of rumors were swirling around Luan Priulri, the one her master had mentioned. If they were nothing but exaggeration and fabrication, that would be fine, but if they were true, Roxana would undoubtedly suffer greatly.
While Deborah was lost in her worries, Roxana continued speaking.
“So, I was wondering if you could keep an eye on him for a while. What do you think?”
“Pardon? What did you just say?”
“Look at you? You weren’t listening to your master? What were you thinking about?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Really? That’s suspicious. Were you thinking about a boy you like, by any chance?”
“N-no, I wasn’t!”
Deborah reacted sensitively to the question. Roxana had only thrown out a light joke, but to Deborah it sounded exactly like, ‘Don’t tell me you’re trying to steal your master’s man?’
Roxana exaggerated her movements in response to Deborah’s unusually sharp reaction.
“Goodness! If it’s not, it’s not. Why are you shouting like that? Fine, fine. I won’t pry anymore. At your age, it’s perfectly normal to have a boy you like.”
“I told you it’s not like that…”
“Anyway, back to the main topic. Can you watch Luan Priulri for me for a while?”
“Luan Priulri?”
“Yes. The rumors about that student are quite nasty, but when I saw him last time, he didn’t seem all that strong. If anything happens, contact me immediately. I’ll come running in three seconds. Got it?”
“Y-yes…”
Deborah felt utterly miserable. It wasn’t simply the fact that she had to tail a man who had nothing to do with her fate. It was that her master had fallen for Luan Priulri despite knowing the terrible rumors about him.
At this point, simply avoiding the situation wasn’t an option. If you can’t avoid it, enjoy it? Well, she couldn’t exactly enjoy it, but as her disciple, she needed to do everything in her power to keep her master from falling for a bad man.
I’ll catch his weakness!
She would seize Luan Priulri’s weakness and warn him not to approach her master carelessly.
Deborah nodded firmly.
“Master. Leave it to me. I’ll uncover everything about Luan Priulri.”
“U-um? You don’t have to go that far…”
“No! I’ll dig up his every single move. Are you prepared?”
“Prepared for what?”
“Of course! Just stay put, Master. I’ll take care of everything.”
It was a rare sight—Deborah burning with motivation. Roxana could only nod with a slightly awkward expression.
“Alright, everyone pass these handouts around. Starting this week, it’s club application season. If there’s anywhere you want to join, submit your application early. That’s all!”
As always, Sara finished the morning assembly in the blink of an eye and left the classroom with the attendance book in hand. The classroom immediately erupted into noise.
“What club are you going to?”
“Me? I’m thinking about the band club. I heard they teach beginners from scratch.”
“Whoa, then maybe I’ll go there too?”
Treating my classmates’ chatter as white noise, I slowly scanned the handout. The first page was the application form, followed by a long list of various club names. At a glance, there were over seventy different types.
The place I’m going is already decided.
Royal Palace. A club that only direct descendants of high-ranking nobles could join. Before taking their positions in the student council, both the crown prince and the princess had been active there. In the game, Luan Priulri had also belonged to this club. Of course, he hadn’t participated in any activities.
It’s not a bad place to observe the main characters.
Aside from the people I’d already met, quite a few influential nobles who played significant roles were members. It was worth getting to know them. Above all, it was the club that the person I needed to be most wary of belonged to.
Well, I’d think about that when I actually ran into him. For now, I just needed to scribble my personal information on the application form.
As I was diligently moving my pen, I suddenly sensed a very persistent gaze on me. Pretending to look around naturally, I glanced in that direction through the window and spotted a pair of purple eyes staring intently at me.
With ash-gray hair and smoky makeup, it was Deborah, the temporary class president of Class 3.
What the hell?
It was incomprehensible behavior. I hadn’t had any interaction with her yet, so why was she showing such interest in me?
While pondering, I turned my head as if naturally and met her eyes. The moment I did, Deborah jerked her gaze away so violently it looked like she might have snapped her neck—like a forever-alone guy caught staring at a pretty girl in a café.
It was clearly suspicious behavior.
There’s definitely something going on.
Ever since Isis had tailed me last time, I seemed to have developed a bit of a victim complex. I couldn’t just let this slide. The silver lining was that Deborah seemed completely unskilled at this kind of thing.
For now, I’ll just let it go.
There was no real problem yet. If I made a fuss and grabbed her by the tail now, I’d only draw unnecessary attention. It was wiser to stay on guard until I could catch her red-handed.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye. Today, after once again suffering through Alissa’s brutal beating, I woke up in the infirmary feeling like I’d died. What made today special was the fact that two pairs of enormous breasts were completely blocking my view of the ceiling.
The whole world is breasts.
To wake up to such a blissful sight—long live the Church of Light.
I engraved my deep praise for the church in my heart, then pulled myself together and tried to assess the current situation.
Whose breasts are these exactly?
One pair definitely belonged to the Saintess, but I couldn’t place the other at all. The fact that my seduction gauge was slowly filling meant I had used her as masturbation material at least once. That meant she was at least a supporting character. Among those who could rival the Saintess in breast size, the only person who came to mind was…
I got it!
The moment I had my eureka, the conversation between the two women above my head continued.
“By the way, Lady Felicia. Why did you come to see Young Master Luan?”
“I have one question I want to ask.”
“Really? Can you tell me what it is?”
“No. I’m sorry. It’s information that other people shouldn’t know.”
“Hmm… That makes me even more curious.”
Every time they spoke, the slight vibrations traveling through their bodies made the two pairs of massive breasts jiggle. It was truly a sight too good to keep to myself.
Maybe I should stay lying down a little longer.
Ever since I’d been possessed, the number of times I’d been able to truly relax could be counted on one hand. Even this moment was incredibly precious to me.
Unfortunately, the world refused to grant me any rest.
“Oh? Young Master Luan? When did you wake up?”
The Saintess, who had been talking with Felicia, noticed I was awake and peeked her head over the wall of breasts. The platinum-blonde drill-haired young lady quickly stuck her face beside her.
“Just now. I didn’t expect the Saintess to be here.”
“Hmph! Why? Is it wrong for me to be here?”
“It’s not that. It’s just unexpected. Aren’t you busy?”
“I am busy! This is purely a coincidence. Anyway, if you’re awake, get up already!”
Apparently displeased with me continuing to lie there admiring breasts, the Saintess grabbed my head and yanked me upright like she was pulling a radish out of the ground.
Crack!
It felt like my spine was being ripped out while I was still alive. Finally, I was face-to-face with both Felicia and the Saintess.
“Thank you for healing me.”
“Good. No other painful areas?”
“No. I’m perfectly fine.”
While showing off my good condition under the Saintess’s careful gaze, I turned to Felicia. As if she had been waiting for this, she spoke.
“I don’t know if you heard, but I have something I want to talk about. Do you have time?”
“I’ve got plenty of time. Should we move somewhere else?”
“Yes. I know a quiet spot. Follow me.”
I thanked the Saintess once more and followed Felicia out of the infirmary. But when I looked behind me, the Saintess was following.
“Saintess? Do you have some business with us?”
“No! We just happen to be going the same way! Don’t mind me!”
“…Understood. See you later.”
Though I tilted my head in confusion, I quickly shook the thought away. There was no way the Saintess would follow a scoundrel around with nothing better to do.
A short while later, Felicia and I stopped in the middle of a deserted garden. Twirling her drill hair with her fingers, Felicia opened her mouth.
“Young Master Luan. What is your relationship with Alissa Bretes?”
“Excuse me?”
“Alissa. Your partner in close combat class. Are the two of you dating?”
It was a question that made me doubt my ears. Setting aside why Felicia would even be curious about something like that, I couldn’t understand how she had come to such a ridiculous misunderstanding.
“Why would you think that? You know I get beaten to the brink of death by Alissa every class. If we were dating, she wouldn’t do that, would she?”
“…That’s true, but lately whenever I see Alissa, she spends the whole day looking for you. As far as I know, there’s only one reason a man and woman would long for each other like that.”
Alissa was probably just looking for any excuse to beat me up outside of class, but from Felicia’s perspective, it was understandable she’d misunderstand. To her, it must have seemed like her close friend had changed overnight.
“Anyway, we’re not dating. If you’re really that curious, go ask Alissa yourself. I have nothing more to say.”
“Look at you right now! You’re calling her Alissa by her first name. And you’re saying you’re not dating?”
“No, that’s… Haah, this is annoying to explain. Anyway, we’re not. I’m leaving.”
“Young Master? Young Master Luan!”
Felicia’s shouts echoed behind me, but I ignored them and left the garden.
She’s not actually going to ask, right?
If Felicia really asked Alissa about the ‘teaching material’ thing, I would face a level of rage in the next class that made everything up until now seem like child’s play.
I wondered if my body would be able to endure it.