Sweet Fruit Awaits at the End of the Trial

"Cough...! Cough...!"

The moment I coughed, an unpleasant, metallic taste welled up in my mouth.

"Wow, ha, hahaha... I—I don't know anything about magic, but I can t—tell right away."

Thankfully, what had sprayed from my mouth was blood.

My heart was pounding like crazy, and my palms and fingers felt like they were on fire. I didn't need Keres to kindly show up and explain it to me. I was currently using far more mana than ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my body could handle.

The result? Obvious. I lacked formal knowledge, but I knew. If you keep moving even when you feel like your legs are broken, you die. If you keep swinging a sword with broken arms and legs, you die. If I kept pushing through this moment while my entire body screamed in agony, I would die.

"B—But... *pant, pant*... I have n—no choice."

The Armonomicon had given me the power to resolve this situation. I just had to use it piece by piece, like calmly solving a puzzle.

"Sigh..."

By the way, seeing five noble girls, including Aria and Laura, standing blankly and completely neutralized in front of me felt truly bizarre.

"I—It's all because of you."

For no real reason, I raised my right hand high and slapped Aria's breast with my palm.

Since Aria loved physical activity, I wondered if her breasts would be firm, but unlike Laura's, they felt remarkably springy. They were smaller than Laura's, but the elasticity was on another level. How should I put it? It felt like they had a stronger force bouncing back to their original shape. While Laura's breasts were soft like pudding, Aria's reminded me of bread dough.

"..."

"You just stand there even when I slap you like this, ha, hahaha... Though since you're only neutralized, you'll probably remember this."

Struggling to breathe, I stumbled over, dragged a nearby chair, and sat down. My body was so exhausted that I didn't even have the strength to stand.

I shouldn't waste time pointlessly; I needed to cast the magic properly.

"First... instead of lightening the load..."

I raised my right hand and drew a magic circle. I completely dispelled the New Order magic cast on Laura.

"Cough, ha...! *Pant!*"

I was finally freed from the sensation of wearing a heavy fur coat in the dead of summer. Taking off that thick coat made me feel like I could breathe again, but sweat was still pouring from my entire body. There was still an immense burden on my shoulders that was hard to put down.

"Once Laura snaps out of it... it'll cause a h—huge uproar... but since I plan to cast the exact same magic on all five of them anyway, that w—won't matter."

Cold sweat dripping from my forehead, I cast Psychological Domination on all five of them simultaneously.

"Ugh..."

My stomach twisted. It felt like my heart was on fire, but I had no choice! New Order, Revision, and Magica's Sorrowful Wish could only be used while Psychological Domination was active. I had to endure this pain. Once I finished this successfully, there would be no problems. If I succeeded, no one would ever know.

"I feel like... throwing up..."

With my head spinning, I instinctively snapped my fingers. It was time to use Revision magic. The principle was simple. It was like taking a crayon to an apple drawn on a blank canvas and slightly changing its color. Rewriting memories. Modifying memories. Because the effect was so immense, I had to alter them with extreme care.

"Since I'm rewriting the memories of all five at once, there shouldn't be any issues..."

I waved my fingers, constructing a plausible memory. Laura's clique had dragged me, Ramnusia, to this strange classroom. Then, they stripped me of my clothes and mocked me. They cackled at my naked body, forced me out into the hallway, and made me stay there until I counted to one hundred.

"Cough...!"

Red blood dripped from my nose. Now, instead of my stomach burning, it felt like my brain was sizzling. But, but! I couldn't stop here.

"Th—This is a trial... A trial bestowed upon me by the Armonomicon... by the Demon King. I have to be able to handle at least this much..."

The magic taught by this grimoire of terrifying knowledge was astonishingly sweet. It was a simple concept. Delicious food couldn't be preserved forever. If you left it piled up in a warehouse, bugs or rats would eventually show up to gnaw on it. I was just preventing that. This was that kind of trial.

"Next is Laura..."

The New Order magic I had cast on Laura up until now was too detailed. That was why today's accident had happened.

To make sure she doesn't feel any cognitive dissonance... and to prevent her from saying anything crazy even if something like this happens again...

I would turn her into my toy while ensuring she could never reveal this truth to anyone. To achieve that, two New Order commands would be enough.

"Cough...!"

I waved my trembling, black-stained hand.

No matter how much resistance she felt, Laura would grant my wishes. Whether it was ordering her to strip, telling her to masturbate, or making her perform the humiliating act of licking my pussy, she would have to do it all.

This was enough. This would do it. There would absolutely be no stupid incidents where she answered a casual question like, "What did you do with Ramnusia yesterday?" with, "Yesterday, I licked Ramnusia's pussy."

"Ha, ha...! Hahaha...! Ah, ha... Hahahaha!"

Yes! I succeeded! This was more than enough! This was perfect! This was truly perfect! I had placed a highly efficient and absolute new New Order on Laura! And I had cleanly revised the memories of the girls who witnessed today's horrific mess! Unlike completely burying their memories, I had replaced them with a highly plausible scenario, so there wouldn't be any cognitive dissonance!

"Cough..."

Now, what should I do next? Ah, right. I just needed to crouch naked on the floor. Since the five girls would think they had been bullying me to their hearts' content, once I released the Psychological Domination magic...

"Ugh, urgh... *blegh*..."

Unable to suppress the sickening surge welling up from deep inside my stomach, I vomited onto the floor. It was crimson blood. The moment I saw it, the strength completely drained from my body. Instead of leaning back in the chair, I collapsed pathetically onto the hard ground.

"M—My body... why is it..."

My heart pounded frantically.

"Ah..."

Every corner of my body felt sticky and disgusting. It didn't stop there; something began to trickle down my thigh.

"What... is this?"

Where was I bleeding from? As I wiped away the dark blood running down my thigh, my fingertips brushed against my pussy.

"Blood...? Why... why is there blood..."

Tears welled up and spilled over. No, were these even tears? There was no way tears could be this dark and viscous.

Thump, thump, thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump-thump!

My heart hammered as if it were about to explode. Splayed out on the floor, I trembled violently, unable to move even a single limb.

"Ah..."

Then, I realized that the Armonomicon was still bound to my waist. In sync with my heartbeat, this dangerous, horrific grimoire began to spin black shadows like thread. Just as the sun sets and the night sky fills with darkness, the shadows slowly began to drape over my body like clothing. In a way, it was an incredibly beautiful dress, but to me, it looked like nothing more than a shroud prepared for a corpse.

"Ah, ah..."

I'm dying. I'm going to die here, clothed in the pitch-black night sky.

"Haah..."

The last remaining ember of my life flickered out.

Creak—!

The classroom door, which felt like it would remain shut forever, slid open.

"Ah... ah...? How..."

I opened my eyes to find that the burning pain in my head, stomach, and—embarrassingly enough—my pussy had completely vanished. Instead, an unfamiliar ceiling welcomed me. Where on earth was I? Pure white curtains completely enclosed the bed, leaving me without a clue as to what kind of place this was.

"Ngh..."

Moving my hands, I hurriedly felt around my body hidden beneath the thick blanket.

"...Underwear?"

I was properly dressed in a beige bra and panties. My uniform was even neatly folded and placed on the bedside table. How did this happen? Did Laura do this? Or Aria? No, absolutely not. Given their personalities, they would have either run away or left me to rot, whether I coughed up blood and died or not! There was no way they would have gone to fetch a teacher. Then was it Keres? If it were Keres, wouldn't she have taken me to my own room?

"It seems you've opened your eyes."

A young lady parted the white curtains ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and stepped inside. She was an incredibly beautiful being. She exuded an aura brighter, warmer, and more radiant than the moon shining alone in the pitch-black night sky. Her flowing hair shimmered more brilliantly than the sun overhead, and the inner locks near her ears gleamed with a silvery sheen, giving her an almost divine presence.

Gulp...

Girls like Laura and Aria were certainly beautiful, but this lady was on an entirely different level. It was a "sculpted beauty." She looked like a masterpiece created by an artist who had dedicated their entire life to crafting the most beautiful being in existence. From her glistening lips to her large, brightly shining eyes, she was a beautiful girl in whom it was impossible to find a single flaw.

"W—W—Who are you...?"

I stammered like an idiot, and, most irreverently, my eyes drifted down to her breasts rather than her face as I spoke. But I couldn't help it. Her breasts were truly massive. They were so large and perfectly shaped, like a masterpiece sculpture, that they made Laura's look like toys.

"Miss Ramnusia Yuno, if you are playing a prank, it is quite an amusing joke."

What was with this polite and kind response? Until now, the name "Ramnusia" had carried such negative connotations in the academy that it felt like an insult, but this big-breasted, shimmering blonde lady was incredibly warm to me. Moreover, the scent wafting from her body was wonderfully pleasant. It wasn't just a simple fruity scent; it was fresh yet sweet, a unique yet strangely familiar, lovely fragrance that felt dangerously alluring. And oh my god, why was she so tall? I just realized... she was massive compared to me. It felt like she had an entire extra head and torso's worth of height on me. She was taller than the teachers!

"I—I... don't really r—remember... *cough, cough!*"

"There is water here, so please, drink at your leisure. You need not mind me."

Speaking in a refined, elegant voice, this mysterious beauty actually handed me a glass of water. I took it and drank. My throat was so parched it felt like it was on fire.

"Excuse me... *cough*, I—I'm really n—not joking."

"It seems High Priest Birgitta's words were true. Given the severe strain on your body, it is not surprising that you would experience temporary memory issues..."

While I swallowed hard, the beauty before me swept her hair back with a finger. Only after she made that movement did I notice something strange. Wrapped tightly around her wrist was a crimson chain. It was bound so snugly that it couldn't possibly be dismissed as a mere accessory.

"I am Helene Holympia."

Helene offered a highly pleasing smile. Ah, seeing that smile gave me my next target. Since Laura wouldn't be causing any more trouble, let's go with Helene. Yes! My next target is Helene! If I can touch those beautiful breasts to my heart's content and make her kiss me, I'll feel like I own the entire world!!!

"Helene... Ah... Helene..."

"Do not be so startled. As you know, my status means nothing here."

Status? Is she talking about that "flower" ranking thing Keres mentioned before? Is it really high? Well, of course it is! Her body looks way more refined than Laura's, like she's only eaten the finest things! Perfect! Perfect!!

"So, um, since I lost my memory, what exactly—"

Swish!

Before I could even finish my question, a girl with blue hair parted the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠curtains and appeared.

"Your Highness, I have brought the healing potions as you commanded... Oh my goodness! You are awake already, dear?!"

"Thank you, Clapouti. It seems my needless request has wasted your precious time."

"How could that be, my lady? It was an injury that could have easily left her permanently disabled, indeed!"

Chattering away, Clapouti glanced at me and offered a bright smile. It was truly strange. Clapouti smiled so warmly, yet my chest ached. It felt as though someone had suddenly grabbed my heart and squeezed it. What was this? Why? What was my body trying to warn me about now?

"U-Um... excuse me... I—I'm so sorry."

To make sense of the situation, I pointed my finger at Helene. Whether Clapouti was a dangerous woman or not wasn't the important part right now.

"Your Highness?"

"Indeed. It seems you truly have lost your memory."

"In Cosmos Academy, there is only one lady who may be addressed as 'Your Highness,' and that is Lady Helene Holympia, indeed."

"Do not worry. Unlike the rumors—"

"H-Heh... u-uuh... aaah...!!!"

I asked the Imperial Princess, "Who are you?" I mindlessly gulped down the water she gave me?! Without even properly thanking her?! And while looking at that very Princess, I thought about how huge her breasts are and how much I wanted to touch them?! I thought about how pretty her face is and how I wanted to make her mine?!

"P—P—Please, s—spare meeeeee!!!"

I scrambled out of bed, threw myself to my knees in front of Helene, pressed my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠forehead flat against the floor, and shrieked in terror.