Laura Arnold Runs Amok
"Is that why you have returned today with your face covered in love juice, my lady?"
"U-hehehe... Laura completely lost control, so I-I couldn't help it."
Keres tossed a fresh pair of underwear to me as I stepped out of the bath, squeaky clean.
"It brings me great joy to see you utilizing the magic learned from the Armonomicon so proficiently, my lady."
"It felt a bit vague at first, but after casting it on Laura over and over, things somehow worked out."
Laura was running around like a carriage pulled by a horse in heat. The problem was that I couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of crazy stunt she would pull next, but that unpredictability felt like opening a treasure chest, which only made me feel better.
"I can't even imagine what kind of lewd things she'll do tomorrow under the guise of 'bullying' me."
"Have you not decided on a specific play, my lady?"
"Well, I did drop some hints. Like how me giving her a finger-job or licking her pussy would be an extreme form of harassment?"
"So you did not use the New Order magic separately." Keres smiled, the corners of her mouth curling upward.
"Well, New Order is still magic, after all. If I spam it too much here and there, I can feel my mana draining away rapidly."
"Is it still taxing for you to maintain focus on the New Order spell you cast on Lady Laura?"
"It's not quite at that level yet, but... you know how sometimes you look at something and just know, 'Wow, that looks really heavy'?"
Keres nodded, seemingly understanding my intuition.
"Indeed, my lady. If you attempt to restrict every single action with New Order, it will consume an immense amount of mana, and you will likely collapse before long."
"I wish there was a spell that let me use my mana more efficiently..."
"What sort of effect do you desire, my lady?"
"Like... completely rewriting Laura's perception." I lightly snapped my fingers. "For a simple example, it's natural for the victim of rape to feel shame and humiliation, but what if we made her perceive it the exact opposite way?"
"So you wish to alter her core common sense, thereby achieving the effect of multiple New Order spells at once."
"I think I could do it with New Order, but I can't quite picture how to formulate it into a single command..."
Keres stepped quietly behind me and began to brush my hair.
"Your reasoning is sound, my lady. Magic always yields a stronger effect the more precise it is."
"So if it's too vague, it's hard to get the desired result?"
"Yes, and it may also lead to unexpected consequences. If there is a specific outcome you desire, you must be precise. Otherwise, it is crucial to use magic within a range where you can control any accidents that may occur."
As expected, my intuition wasn't wrong. It would be wise to refrain from using New Order to mindlessly rewrite the very foundation of common sense. It was enough to just have her masturbate every day and play around with her "bullying" me. In the first place, even if an accident occurred because her "bullying" involved lewd acts, how bad could it really get?
"Fufu, hehehehe... I'm already looking forward to tomorrow, Keres. Laura said she was going to bully me mercilessly."
"...My lady?"
I turned my head to look at Keres.
"...It is nothing, my lady."
Keres wore an enigmatic smile as she resumed brushing my hair. Unfortunately, I should have realized sooner what that smile meant. If only I had, I wouldn't have had to go through such an absurd, chaotic mess.
"Huh...?"
"What are you standing there blankly at the door for, Ramnusia?"
The moment Laura's voice echoed from behind me, I felt a kick to my butt and a shove to my back. With a pathetic, clumsy splat, I tumbled into another strange warehouse, completely different from yesterday's. Honestly, the fact that it was a warehouse wasn't the important part.
"Long time no see, Ramnusia."
"Ah... you haven't forgotten that you burned my skirt during today's practical magic class, have you?"
"You've been... acting a bit too cocky lately, Ramnusia."
Laura's friends were in the room. The moment I appeared, these young ladies, who had been sitting on chairs, stood up like nobles presented with a delicious feast, giving me a far-from-welcoming reception.
"Uh... huh...?"
Thanks to my short skirt, as I lay splayed out on the floor, looking up allowed me to catch glimpses of various panties ranging from black to pink. But that wasn't important right now. Wait, aren't I in deep trouble? No, seriously! No matter how I look at it, this situation is incredibly dangerous, isn't it?
"Ramnusia... I believe Laura took time out of her personal schedule yesterday to teach you an important lesson. Are you stupid?"
Hearing a somewhat familiar voice, I looked up to see Aria Lutetia, a girl with reddish-pink hair, standing there. She was the same girl I had tested my Command Magic on a few times, and as one of Laura's friends, she was naturally present.
"I taught her a pretty good lesson, but she just won't change," Laura said.
"Stupid girl! It's not like I draw my bow half-heartedly or swing my sword poorly because I lack skill," Aria scoffed. "We're all ladies who will have to look each other in the eye even after graduation. It's no fun if I'm the only one pushing ahead just to get good grades, is it?"
"Exactly! It's just as Aria says, Ramnusia! Because of you, we're on the verge of failing!" another girl chimed in.
Are exam scores really that important? About five girls in the room, including Aria and Laura, were looking down at me as if I were utterly foolish and pathetic.
"Anyway... seeing how you ignored our lesson and swung your sword so boastfully again today, you must be absolutely begging to be bullied, aren't you, Ramnusia?"
"N-No... No! I-I was just doing what I'm good at...!"
Before I could even finish my sentence, Aria approached with a smirk and grabbed my skirt.
"I was just—Hic!"
With the sound of a zipper breaking, my skirt was yanked down. In an instant, my black panties were exposed, and before I could bring my hands down to cover myself, Aria grabbed my wrists.
"W-What are you doing?!"
"Teaching you a lesson!"
"I clearly told you yesterday as well! You are far too insolent, Ramnusia!"
Laura brought her wand under my chin and slid it down to my lower abdomen. Zap! Zap! Along with a burning sensation in my stomach, my blouse and bra were torn apart, the fabric fluttering away to the sides.
"L-Laura! I-I won't do it again!"
"The train has already left the station, Ramnusia. It's already on its way to the Capital." Laura gave me a refreshing smile, glared at me, and then fell into thought.
"How about we make her a human chair like this?"
"Or since we stripped her, should we throw her out into the hallway for ten minutes before letting her back in?"
"Shredding all her clothes with scissors sounds fun too!"
The girls began pouring out insane suggestions. Are they really planning to bully me this seriously?
"What about making her go into the boys' restroom and come back out?"
"I bought a magic tool the other day. How about we attach that to her?"
"Oh, what about showing her breasts to that ugly young master of the Vindobona family?"
As the suggestions grew increasingly extreme, Laura's lips curled into a bright smile. "Perfect. I've decided. Everyone, enjoy watching Ramnusia break."
"Ah, uh, n-no! No! S-Someone help me!"
I screamed desperately, but the girls, including Laura, only laughed. I don't want this unless it's lewd! I'm not a masochist! I don't want to be a human chair like Aria suggested! And entering the boys' restroom naked?! Absolutely not!
Please, please, please, please...
I desperately twitched my fingers. Laura wants to bully me. Laura wants to bully me! Laura wants to bully me!!
"Ramnusia."
Laura smiled brightly, sat down on a chair, and reached for her blouse.
"Huh...?"
Pop, pop, pop.
Laura unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her snow-white bra, and raised her right arm.
"Come over here and lick my armpit."
The atmosphere shifted subtly at Laura's words. No one asked, "What are you doing, Laura?" but they all felt a strange sense of incongruity.
"What are you standing there blankly for? Hurry up and get over here."
"Uh... okay..."
If I had to choose between licking an armpit and getting physically beaten, of course I'd choose the armpit! In fact, it felt more like a reward. I quickly crawled over on my knees, burying my face in her slightly sweaty armpit.
"Hu, hehehe... It must feel like torture to lick a smelly armpit, doesn't it?"
No, no, no! Thank you, Laura! Compared to getting kicked in the butt, this slightly lewd, damp, sticky armpit that smells so good I want to suck on it is the absolute best! Filled with gratitude, I tightly gripped Laura's waist, stuck out my tongue, and licked her armpit with gusto.
"How does it taste?"
"Mgh, nnh... It's s-salty..."
Actually, it wasn't just salty; it was sweet too. How should I describe it? It was so delicious that if she charged money for the privilege of licking it, I would gladly pay. I did my absolute best, sticking my tongue out to lick her strangely sweet armpit.
"Keh, hehehe... Fufufu, a noble lady licking someone else's armpit! What a pathetic sight, Ramnusia!"
"U-Ugh... Laura, stop..."
"Shut up and keep licking! Faster!"
At Laura's harsh command, Aria, who had been watching the situation for a while, tilted her head slightly.
"...Was it like this yesterday too?"
"...N-No? Laura was totally furious, fired a Magic Bullet, and dragged her to the Black Magic Classroom..."
"Well... I guess licking an armpit isn't exactly a pleasant experience, right...?"
A sense of bewilderment filled the room. Of course they'd find it bizarre! Yes! No normal bully would declare they're going to torment someone, only to demand they lick their armpit or suck their pussy.
"Stop, Ramnusia."
Looking down with satisfaction at her armpit, now slick with my saliva, Laura shrugged. "Your vulgar, filthy tongue movements have only made me feel worse."
Despite her insults, Laura's face was flushed red. Even through her bra, her nipples were so erect they were blatantly visible. In that state, the insolent young lady grabbed her own skirt.
"For that, I shall make you do something... truly terrifying and humiliating."
"L-Laura...?"
My heart fluttered with intense anticipation. As if responding to my desires, Laura unzipped her skirt and slipped it off, leaving herself in only her panties. She elegantly tucked her pink hair behind her ear and gestured to Aria.
"Aria, hold Ramnusia's arms so she can't escape."
"Huh? Oh... okay."
"W-Wait! Aria! Don't just say okay...!"
"And the rest of you? Grab Ramnusia's ankles and spread her legs."
What is she trying to do? What is she planning? Why did she strip down to her underwear and tell the other girls to hold me down?
"Cry your eyes out, Ramnusia."
"L-Laura, what are you planning to do?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" Laura shrugged. "I'm going to lick your genitals with my tongue. It's incredibly humiliating, isn't it? Even though you have no intention of feeling good, I'm going to touch you all over and make you squirt love juice everywhere."
"Huh...?"
"Oh, and that's not all. I won't just use my tongue. I'll make sure to use my fingers properly too. Your precious private parts will be thoroughly defiled by my hands, Ramnusia. Humiliating, right? You hate it, don't you? It's painful, isn't it?"
I was left utterly speechless as Laura shrugged her shoulders in front of me.
"But there's nothing you can do! Ramnusia, just tremble before me and squirt to your heart's content!"
She genuinely thinks she's bullying me by saying that, doesn't she? But... isn't she just serving me? Licking my nether regions with utmost care and masturbating me with her hands, just like Keres did?! H-How am I supposed to react to this? Should I cry like a fragile maiden and beg her to stop?!
"What... kind of crazy nonsense are you talking about?"
"My, what do you mean by that, Aria?"
"What do I mean? Aren't you basically saying you're just going to make Ramnusia feel good?!"
The surrounding girls nodded in agreement with Aria's completely bewildered tone.
"You really don't get it, Aria. Forcing someone to feel good and squirt when they have absolutely no intention of enjoying it...! Isn't it common sense that this is the ultimate form of bullying?"
Laura Arnold, speaking with sparkling eyes, was the absolute star of the magnificent, chaotic mess that was about to unfold.