Vengeful Classmate's Rage Curse Hits During Post-Sex Bliss
Seris dropped to her knees the instant my words fell, without a moment's hesitation toward Sylvia, who was radiating genuine murderous intent. She was utterly overwhelmed by the girl's—no joke—terrifying glare and aura.
What the hell was this bitch thinking, breaking in like that?
"S-Sorry! I just... My slave won't even hold my hand. I was jealous of you...! I wanted to know how to make progress...! Then I overheard your story, and my stomach hurt so bad... I just wanted to feel a man's hand once...! Ugh! I did everything wrong! Forgive me just this once...?"
Sylvia kept her wand perfectly aimed at Seris's head with every twitch the girl made. It must have been utterly horrifying, because Seris trembled like a leaf in the wind, stammering her words.
"So, how does that make it okay to touch my Yuseong...? I really don't get it at all...?"
Sylvia tilted her head slightly, her face the picture of genuine confusion. Her eyes were still a little wild... but damn, she still looked gorgeous. Not some lovesick filter—nope, she's just that pretty. Anyway, this was turning into a real violent incident...! No murders, right!? That'd be too far, even for me.
I flicked Seris hard on the crown of her head, forcing her to bow even lower. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
"No more excuses that just piss me off—apologize properly!"
"Eek! Ow! Ow!"
Getting threatened by a girl, offering my hand to another girl, and now that girl acting like a criminal just for holding hands... Treating her roughly felt like the best I could do, and honestly, it wasn't very manly of me. But I was desperate. Because Sylvia's magic... her power was no joke. I'd seen her demonstrate it once, out of curiosity and to hype her up, and it was tank-level firepower, no exaggeration. You don't shoot that at people when you're this riled up!
If I'm not careful, this lanky bitch Seris might end up crippled by Sylvia's hand!
I wanted Seris to get chewed out, sure—but not physically wrecked. As she knelt there, popular among the girls at the academy, looking so helpless and apologetic, color slowly returned to Sylvia's eyes.
"This is the only time... No nexts."
"O-Okay...! Thank you!"
"So, how'd you pick our dorm door lock?"
"...With an artifact from Mom's adventurer days. It's for opening boxes sealed with magic. Opens personal rooms easy."
"Sigh... How'd you even smuggle that into the academy?"
"Ack... Please don't report it! I snuck it from Mom—if it's confiscated...!"
"Whoa... From picking Sylvia's lock to this... You look one way, but you've got no brains at all..."
"Grr...! It's not like...! If you'd just given me a hint right away, I'd have listened and left...!"
"Did you just yell?"
"Ah, no."
Seris clamped her mouth shut at Sylvia's quiet bark.
Fuckin' hell, now I see—she's just a total airhead shotacon kid desperate to try something with a cute boy, no plan at all... Tsk tsk.
Seeing Seris like a guy who'd let lust override his brain and crashed hard, I kinda got where she was coming from.
That little punk. Won't even let her master hold her hand once. Acting all high and mighty like some prude. Thanks to that, hmph. Guess I got the first hand-touch? Feels like dipping a toe in harem territory. Fuckin' joke. Never let on in front of Sylvia...
I kept a straight face through my dumb thoughts. As Sylvia lowered her wand from Seris's head, color returned to the girl's pale face. Her back was soaked in cold sweat in that short time—she'd been terrified.
"I-I'm gonna go now."
Sylvia stopped Seris as she tried to slink away.
"Just leaving? Hand that over first."
"W-What?"
"The door-picking artifact. Who's to say you won't pull this again? Give it."
"N-No! This is Mom's—I have to return it."
"Tell the academy? Get in trouble with both, or just Mom?"
"Ugh... That's... too much..."
In the end, Seris handed over the palm-sized compass-like artifact and staggered back to her room.
"Phew! Yuseong! That bitch didn't do anything else, right!"
Master's Master. I saw everything. Nothing happened.
The moment we were alone, Sylvia's voice shifted from scorching fury to a cute, refreshing lilt. Our lovable master, as expected.
"Hah, I smartly stalled for time! Shame I had to give her a handshake, but I held the line."
"Grrrr...! Should've known not to let her go."
Nothing happened. The boy handled it excellently.
Regretted bringing up the handshake again. To calm her, I changed the subject.
"How'd the faculty office go?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah! Just~ As expected from genius me, perfect, no flaws!"
Handled it... handled it... well, yes...
"While we were apart, even chatting with your eyes, all I could think was when you'd come back."
Chatted with me... well... yes...
"Oh right, Dark Bringer was there too."
[......]
I ignored the suddenly silent Dark Bringer—who knows why—and Sylvia and I melted into each other to make up for our brief parting. From the moment Seris left, we'd been glued together; now we fused like we were one, sucking and biting in a quiet symphony of moans. Our private sex time began.
But at that moment, neither Sylvia nor I knew. That before the new semester even started at Saint Georgia Magic Academy, we'd have to leave in a hurry...
"Ugh! What do I do! If Mom finds out...! That's too harsh, seriously!"
"Sis, what's wrong?"
"Nng... Nothing. Whiris, over there..."
"Sis, your eyes are scary again. I know that look... The village sisters had it too. Are you... like that too?"
Seris flinched and waved it off in denial.
"N-No... That. Um, I meant to say something, but I forgot 'cause I was stressing!"
"Really...?"
As Whiris backed off, Seris grew frantic over her current situation: not even able to touch her own slave. She'd gotten advice from senior witches—take it slow, close the distance gradually—but impatience had her charging ahead blindly. And that anxiety? Sylvia and Jin Yuseong's behavior played a big part.
Seris's contract was verbal only—no kiss. She'd succeeded in a proper [Contract], but with no progress, their bond hadn't deepened since then. In other words, no advancement for ages.
Damn! What's so great about those two...! How'd they get so close? Telling me wouldn't kill you!?
Biting her nails, she remembered the heirloom artifact confiscated by Sylvia.
Damn!! Damn!! Sneaking it out—Mom'll beat me to death if she finds out... She treasured it since her adventurer days... How do I get it back...! Why am I the only one suffering...! Damn it! I'll get revenge...!!
Her anxiety over zero skinship with her slave, jealousy of their affectionate bond under jealous stares, fear of Mom's wrath—it all pushed Seris toward a bad choice.
"Grr... I didn't want to do this...! You ugly master-slave pair. Time for a hot lesson!"
She shot up and rummaged through her drawer. Clatter. Amid the mess, a small vial of red liquid caught her eye. She grabbed it and aimed her wand.
"Targets: Sylvia Armani Rune Lumer and her slave bitch—both of them!"
Visualizing them, she swung her wand over the vial. A faint glow lingered at the cork, then vanished.
"You treated me like an idiot. Time you suffered!"
With dark rage in her eyes, Seris stood, pocketed the cursed potion, and left her room.
A curse-enhancing elixir. The curse she cast on them: Loathing. It makes the target hate the other person. Seris planned to slip it to Jin Yuseong, whom Sylvia clung to so desperately.
Thinks she's hot shit 'cause she's strong! Scared me like that!? Grr! Humiliated by some ugly bitch!!
Not incomprehensible, but pure impulse. Unable to control herself, Seris committed the regrettable act. Her boiling rage settled into her chest, cooling her head in contrast.
Whether this calm before using forbidden curse potion was good or bad luck—who could say? Click-clack. Pre-semester, closest to Sylvia's room, her high heels echoed alone in the hall. No one to stop her.
Caught beforehand and ruined? Or succeed and ruin them? Neither ending good. Eyes rolled back, shortsighted, she reached Room 501—Sylvia's private quarters.
Knock knock.
"Anyone home?"
Jin Yuseong irritably rose, just finishing sex and savoring the afterglow. Sylvia had no desire to show her slave's body to other girls and stopped him. With his help, she slipped on a negligee and opened the door vulnerably. Post-creampie sex—the most careless state. The tragedy ahead was unavoidable.
"Seris?"
Tch!'Damn... Not the slave? Whatever. I'll dose this bitch!'Hah!
"What the—why the wand...!"
Master's Master! Curse energy detected! Do not let it hit!
Sylvia, wandless, couldn't counter with magic. She lunged bodily at Seris, but the taller girl overpowered her bare-handed. The wand swung.
Curse: Loathing
Seris uttered the activation word, and the potion uncorked, shooting like an arrow at the target. Sylvia took it mid-lunge.
Splat... The red liquid vaporized on contact.
"Kyaaah!!"
"Sylvia!?"
"Ahahaha!"
A scream, shock—then Seris laughed in triumphant glee. Pat pat pat!
"Eep!"
Seris flushed and backed away at the sight of a naked man charging—her first time seeing one. Jin Yuseong ignored her, cradling the pained Sylvia, hands clutching her temples.
Slap! But Sylvia smacked away his hands, face beet red.
"Ugh...! Don't... touch my body...!"
"Sylvia...?"
"Hah... hah..."
Breathing ragged, she scowled and put distance between them.
"Sylvia......? Master? What's wrong? Why look at me like that..."
Jin Yuseong panicked at the unfamiliar emotion in his master's—lover's, partner's—eyes. He'd never imagined such a gaze from her.
And then.
"Hnnng♡"
Spurt—splurt—!
"...Huh?"
Sylvia suddenly gushed a handful of cum-mixed juices right there, as Jin Yuseong stared in bewilderment.
"Hah... hah...! What did you do to my body! What's this sticky crap! Who the hell are you!"
"Wha— what the... Hey! Lanky bitch! What'd you do to Sylvia! Answer me!!"
"Eek! P-Put on some... clothes...!"
"You little shit! Clothes matter right now?! Spill it!"
"Eek...! Stop shaking me...! Eep! What's th-that...!"
"Don't stare at my dick, fuck!! Tell me what you did!!"
It's a curse...! That wench cast a curse!
"A curse...!?"
The curse potion: lets curse magic pierce even stronger foes. Rare ingredients, forbidden to brew. Seris's curse: Loathing. Sylvia lost all memories since meeting Jin Yuseong—forgot his name entirely—yet came to hate him.