Chapter 215
Chapter 215
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 215
Chapter Title: Reborn as the Plum Blossom Swordmaster in the Count's Family
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"Are you the author who wrote these?"
I narrowed my eyes at the woman who stepped forward.
She wore a short black robe over her school uniform, marking her as a magic department student.
Tall for a woman. Glossy dark blue long hair. Plump E-cup breasts wrapped in her blouse.
The moment I saw her, I had to admit it. She was the most beautiful student at Goldway Academy.
And she was the woman I had my sights on. I planned to start seriously pursuing her in a few weeks.
Of course, I knew her name.
Melissa Arhen.
Eldest daughter of the Arhen Ducal House of the Cobalt Kingdom, and president of the Goldway Academy student council.
She held bundles of paper in both hands. The novels I had given to Ruby earlier.
'Come to think of it, I never got them back.'
I remembered nodding when Ruby said she wanted to read them again.
I had copies anyway. And the papers Melissa held were just translations made to seduce Ruby, so I hadn't been particularly careful.
"Yes. Well, I wrote them."
In truth, they were from my old world, and the maid did the translation. But I stepped forward shamelessly. This was a game world, after all. No need to spill the real story.
"Is there a problem?"
As I spoke, I scanned for Ruby. She was mixed in with the crowd, eyes downcast in guilt.
She hadn't leaked them on purpose, it seemed.
"The magic department is in an uproar over the novels you wrote."
"I'm in the swordsmanship department, so I'm not sure I follow... What do you mean by uproar?"
Melissa sighed at my question. Not annoyance, more like lamenting having to handle this herself.
"Crimson Study... The Sherlock series, was it? All the magic department students are hooked on it. To the point of arguments breaking out."
"Arguments?"
"Lots of people want to read it, but it's only on these papers. And word's spreading fast."
I scratched my head. I hadn't expected this much enthusiasm. Guessing the reason...
'Not much entertainment in this world.'
If they'd never seen novels this good before, getting obsessed made sense.
"That's not all. Your horror novel..."
"The Shadow over Innsmouth, right?"
"Yes. Students formed a club to protect the world from the monster in that story—the thing from the sea."
"Pardon?"
I blinked. A monster from the novel? Did that one even have one? I'd never read them, so no clue on plot or details.
"And that's not all. A detective club formed too. Started this afternoon, already over ten members."
"......I see. Sorry about that. I..."
"No need to apologize. I came to propose turning your novels into proper books."
"Books?"
"Yes. Lots of students want to read them. But there's only one copy. So why not publish them as books for distribution? We'd compensate you fairly, of course."
Melissa glanced back after speaking. The academy students watched me with eager eyes.
"Of course! Just like the president said! I'd gladly pay 100,000 ner for your books! Oh, what's your name?"
"...Yujin Prucker."
"Please, Mr. Yujin! Make your books real!"
"I beg you too!"
"Please! Let us know if you need help!"
"I'd buy for 200,000 ner!"
The students were clamoring. Each shouting enthusiastically, loud enough to hurt my ears.
"Quiet!"
Melissa infused mana into her voice. Her extraordinary charisma dominated the area. The students fell silent instantly.
Melissa Arhen. Intermediate mage and low aura expert sword-mage.
"This is in front of the library. No commotion."
"...Yes. Sorry, President."
"We got too excited... Sorry."
Melissa turned back to me.
"What do you think? I'll respect whatever you decide."
"If they want it this badly... Making books sounds fine. But printing isn't simple. Wouldn't it take at least a month?"
This wasn't modern times. No advanced printing tech. Given the volume, days weren't enough.
"Worrying over nothing. Do you know where you are?"
"Goldway Academy, ri— Ah, right."
No science, but magic existed. Hundreds of mages in the academy alone.
'Magic's near omnipotent here.'
A book-printing spell? Bound to exist. Melissa's confident face confirmed it.
"So what do I need to do?"
"We'll handle production... The student council will. Can't risk leaks elsewhere."
The other students nodded in agreement.
"We trust the council."
"Especially with Melissa leading."
High trust in the council.
"Leave it to us and disperse."
The students scattered at her word. Then Melissa said to me,
"Come to the student council room with me. We need the author's input to make the books."
"I'd like to talk to Ruby first."
"......She's innocent. The leak was an accident. To explain what happened..."
"No. Not blaming her. Just something quick to say."
"P-President. It's fine. I want to talk too."
Ruby, head still bowed, spoke up.
"If that's what you both want, I won't interfere. Yujin Prucker. I'll head to the council room first."
"Yes. Be there soon."
I took Ruby to a corner inside the library.
"S-Sorry. I was careless reading in the classroom... But the Count's Lady Tutor Journal is safe in my dorm."
"Your fault, so take responsibility, right?"
"...Yes. What responsibility... Ahh?!"
My hand slipped under her skirt. Kneaded her big, soft ass, pushed her panties aside.
Fingers grazed her pussy, then pressed her asshole.
"N-Not there...!"
"Gotta take responsibility here. Wouldn't mind shoving it in your shithole?"
"No! That's dirty!"
"The Count's Lady Tutor Journal you read has anal sex."
"That's just fiction...!"
"Not planning to now. Needs prep. For now, come straight to my dorm after dinner. Got it?"
I pulled out my cock and thrust into her pussy.
"Haaah?!"
???
It was a hassle, but maybe for the best.
Gave me an excuse to approach Melissa. Once in contact, I was confident I could conquer her. I had the Lucky Pervert Charm, after all.
'Student council room, huh. Nice facilities.'
Professor lab level. Academy cared about the council.
'President's the Arhen Duke's daughter. Of course.'
I opened the door and entered.
Four at desks. Nameplates made identification easy.
Top seat: President Melissa.
"You're late."
"Yeah. Talk dragged on..."
"Sit on the sofa."
I sat as told, eyeing the members.
Vice president: Short blond from swordsmanship. Soft face, but pursed lips gave heavy vibe.
Berrein Colside.
I knew him.
'Early academy arc, lost badly to Kyle.'
Berrein stared steadily at me.
Next, club manager: Also male.
Guillaume Save. Curly red hair, droopy eyes—like a gigolo.
Treasurer: Nella Chromite. Woman. Dark green bob, small build, frail look. Beauty, but not top-tier.
Nella stood, pulling a kettle and tea leaves from a drawer.
"Only black tea... Okay?"
"If you're offering, gladly."
Council was quiet. No rowdiness.
"That the rumored author? Lame."
Guillaume glanced once and left. I ignored him. Glad he left voluntarily.
"Kyle's brother?"
Vice president Berrein approached.
"...You know my brother's identity."
"Not hard with a little digging."
True.
Kyle hid his surname but not appearance or name. Info guild with enough coin would reveal it.
Berrein stared piercingly.
"......You're weak, unlike Kyle."
"Brother's a genius. Plus, I have heart issues. Comparing us insults him."
"......"
Berrein left for the training hall. Knowing the original, I predicted: Spar Kyle again, win this time.
'Lost before. Goal: Beat Kyle.'
He wouldn't. Kyle was peer strongest—except Yuria.
"Sorry everyone's so rude."
"No big deal."
Magic kettle boiled instantly. Tea ready soon.
I sipped Nella's black tea.
'Meh.'
Objectively decent. Good leaves, skilled brew.
'Compared to Yuria's...'
Nothing to do. Yuria matched my taste perfectly—in tea and cooking.
"Quiet here. Thought councils were always busy."
"Not much to do. Manage clubs, mediate student disputes, represent to academy. That's it."
Nella pulled more from the drawer.
"Try these cookies. Bought in the city... Ah?!"
She slipped placing them, fell toward me. Holding my cup, I spilled tea downward. Pants soaked.
"Oh... S-Sorry. What do I...!"
Nella grabbed a handkerchief, wiped my crotch.
"It's fine. No need to..."
I said that but didn't stop her. She wiped frantically; unfamiliar touch made my cock stir.
"Kyaaah!"
"Ah. Sorry. This is..."
"N-No, my fault. Um... Spare pants in storage. I'll get them."
Blushing Nella fled the room.
I chuckled, glanced at Melissa. She stared at her desk, ignoring us.
"Melissa."
"Call me President. Everyone does."
"President. Question. Could use your help if possible."
I stood. Crotch damp, but my dick being wet wasn't new.
"Question? Something to add for the books?"
I shook my head.
"Not about books. Do you... know about demons?"