The Twin Teachers Being Drawn In I (Ilien & Idrien Ksakru)(1)
Marei was enjoying the pleasant dilemma of whether to head to Julia’s research lab or Ilien’s when an elf with platinum hair reaching down to her hips hurried past him. She wore a tailored suit—it was Ilien.
“Ah, hello.”
Despite Marei’s greeting, Ilien did not reply. Instead, she stared straight at him, as though struggling to recall who he was.
“Hmm… Which lecture? Which class are you in?”
“Ilien… Professor?”
“Haa, you seem to have mistaken me for my sister. I’m the younger one. Idrien Ksakru. You must be the new transfer student assigned to my sister’s class… Wait a moment…”
Idrien sighed without bothering to hide her irritation while introducing herself, then her face stiffened at a familiar scent.
“Student, what’s your name?”
“Marei de Pawen.”
Idrien nodded several times. She looked exactly like Ilien—long platinum hair cascading to her hips, clear green eyes. Yet the slightly upturned corners of her eyes gave her an entirely different impression from her sister’s rounder gaze. She was beautiful in her own sharp way.
“I see, Marei. Do you have class next period? You still look like you’re auditing. Could we talk for a moment? I’d like to discuss the Introduction to White Magic course, and it seems we need to cover a few other things as well.”
Idrien glanced around at the passing students, then abruptly suggested he audit her class. Marei looked troubled and shook his head.
“I have Professor Ilien’s introductory lecture today…”
“No morning classes… private lesson?”
“Yes.”
Idrien let out a small sigh. “She’s my older sister, so I’ll contact her separately. For now, come inside and talk. What, you don’t want to speak with me?”
“No, it’s not that…”
“Then follow me.”
Idrien grabbed Marei’s wrist with startling force, reminiscent of Erden, and pulled him along. He instinctively touched his left eye patch, confirming it was still securely in place.
She led him into an old-looking school building and into a classroom tucked away in a corner of the second floor. Idrien turned around at once and looked down at Marei, who stood awkwardly by the door. She sighed softly at the sight of the student whose head barely reached her shoulder, still covered in baby-fine hair.
“Professor…?”
Before he could voice his unease, Idrien raised her arm and slammed the door shut with violent force.
—Bang!
“I’d like you to be honest with me.”
“Yes…?”
Idrien’s coercive attitude was nothing like Ilien’s gentle demeanor. Marei found himself nodding repeatedly without thinking. The truth was that he had been wondering whether Ilien was playing a prank by lying, or whether his left eye’s power had somehow already ensnared Idrien, so the sudden harsh atmosphere had genuinely frightened him.
“What’s your relationship with my sister?”
“What do you mean…”
Idrien’s expression turned savage. The menacing air suggested she might throw a punch at any moment, and Marei looked at her with anxious eyes.
“I asked what your relationship with my sister is. The mixed scents made it ambiguous from a distance, but up close I can be certain. Did you sleep with her?”
“Professor Idrien, that is…”
—Bang!!
The door let out another rough scream. Marei shrank further into himself. He hadn’t even considered removing his eye patch; he simply trembled, legs shaking, overwhelmed by Idrien’s roughness.
When he showed no sign of answering properly, she furrowed her elegant brow and seized him by the collar.
“Kuh… kuh… kuh…!”
“For your information, I only came to this school because of my sister, so I don’t care if I get fired. I’m not as good-natured as she is. I’d prefer you be honest. You slept with her, didn’t you? Her scent is faint, but if you smell carefully, it’s quite strong…”
Still gripping his collar with one hand, Idrien slowly lifted Marei off the ground. He dangled helplessly, feet kicking in the air, coughing violently.
“My sister would never date a mere human… If you’re a transfer student, you only just met… What exactly did you do? I heard you’re the chairman’s grandson. Did you blackmail her?”
“Kek… ghh… ugh…”
Unable to answer with her fist pressing down on his throat, Marei could only cough harshly. Idrien wasn’t waiting for a reply—she was simply venting her anger by tormenting him. Only when his face flushed red did she finally release his collar.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
As Marei gasped for breath, Idrien stared down at him expressionlessly. Just as she was about to speak again, the door on the opposite side of the classroom burst open.
“M-Marei??? Are you all right? Marei?”
Ilien’s eyes swept the empty classroom—devoid of desks or chairs—and landed on Marei and Idrien. She paid no attention to her twin sister, instead rushing over with a face that looked ready to cry as she repeatedly asked if he was okay.
“Yes… I’m fine…”
“Thank goodness… thank goodness…”
After stroking Marei’s cheeks and checking his face several times, Ilien stood up and slapped her sister across the cheek.
—Smack!
The sound cracked like a whip. Idrien, knocked to the floor by the powerful blow, clutched her swelling cheek and stared at her older sister.
“S-Sister?”
“Idrien, what do you think you’re doing!”
Unable to believe her sister’s violence, Idrien touched her cheek several times. Ilien ignored her entirely, helping Marei to his feet and checking his body over and over.
“Apologize.”
“Sister… what is this…”
Ilien began scolding her identical-looking sister with a rigid expression. Idrien stared blankly at her sister, who was now tightly embracing Marei, unable to comprehend the situation.
“I said apologize!”
“Sister, I… I mean…”
“Apologize!”
Idrien tried to offer an excuse, but her sister refused to listen, demanding an apology to Marei. She had wanted to say she had done it for her sister’s sake, yet the coercive attitude only stirred up defiance.
“What exactly is your relationship with that guy that you’re protecting him like this?!”
“Marei and I are… l-lovers.”
“A student and that’s…”
Ilien twisted her body in embarrassment as she revealed her relationship with Marei to her sister. Idrien immediately denied it, but Ilien merely snorted and lifted Marei’s head from where it was buried against her chest, pressing a deep kiss to his lips.
“Chuuut, mmh… hnn… tsuuurp, chuuu…”
Right in front of her sister, Ilien continued the intense kiss. What had begun as a show quickly ignited her own lust; she paid no mind to Idrien’s gaze and roughly thrust her tongue into Marei’s mouth, exchanging saliva.
“What the…”
Idrien muttered in disbelief several times at the sight of the two clinging so stickily that it wouldn’t have been strange if they stripped and had sex right there. Yet the pair paid her no attention whatsoever, continuing their kiss.
Unable to watch any longer as her beloved sister lowered her hips and rubbed her crotch against the student’s thigh while exchanging saliva, Idrien fled the classroom as if escaping.
“Marei, you’re really okay, right?”
At Ilien’s repeated questions, clinging to him like a pet, Marei unconsciously stroked her head. Far from disliking the touch that barely reached her shoulder, Ilien rubbed her head against his hand, silently asking for more.
“You already checked with magic. I’m really fine.”
“Uuuu… I’m sorry. Idrien isn’t a bad girl, but… when it involves me, she tends to react strongly…”
While still running her hands over Marei’s body, Ilien couldn’t hide her shock. In fact, what had started as checking soon turned into lewd caresses.
“Ilien…?”
“Hehe… You decided to call me Ren, remember? I know our lesson is four hours long. Tuesday morning is all ours~ Professor Julia’s is in the afternoon.”
Ilien blew a long breath into Marei’s ear and quickly licked his cheek with her long tongue—affectionate, like a puppy showing love to its owner, and very thorough.
“H-Here…”
“This building was relocated last year; no one comes here. Plus, Idrien cast a spell so no sound leaks out… Hehehe…”
Ilien pressed her chest against Marei’s body. Feeling the soft flesh pushing firmly against him, Marei swallowed hard. Seeing his penis visibly tenting his trousers, Ilien laughed happily and buried her face in his chest, inhaling his scent deeply.
“Aah, Marei’s scent… No matter how much I masturbated last night, I couldn’t smell you, so it wasn’t fun at all.”
Marei accepted Ilien’s hands unbuttoning his shirt one by one with calm familiarity. He was already accustomed to such devoted service, having received it dozens of times from his mother at home.
“Professor Julia is away on a business trip, so let’s postpone the 12th class meeting. That means from now on, it’s just the two of us, right?”
Ilien hugged Marei tightly. The deep embrace of lovers made him wrap his arms around her neck. Her silken hair brushed against his arms, giving a pleasant sensation.
“Look. The moment I saw you, my panties got completely soaked… If I press like this, it shows through the miniskirt…”
Bending her knees and thrusting her lower body forward in a vulgar pose, Ilien pressed firmly around her crotch. A dark stain slowly appeared on the white miniskirt. If the fabric was already this thoroughly wet, the inside must be flooded with sticky fluid beyond what could be called a mere flood. Realizing this, Marei noticed the liquid trailing down Ilien’s thighs.
“I… masturbated five times yesterday thinking about you. But it doesn’t compare to being held by you… I just wanted to relive that feeling a little… Since I’m a bad teacher who stayed up all night touching myself… Please punish me thoroughly, Marei…”
Ilien sank to the floor and kept pressing on her miniskirt. The wet fabric grew darker at the edges, releasing the ripe scent of a woman’s body. Watching Marei approach, Ilien trembled with anticipation of the pleasure to come.