Chapter 147
Chapter 147
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 147
Chapter Title: Young Max in the Dormitory
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“Disciple? No, Max?”
It was unmistakably Max, though in his younger form.
A boy with moderately grown brown hair that left a strong impression was looking at her.
He was wearing the uniform of the magic academy.
To be precise, it was the Magic Academy, attended by talented young boys and girls capable of going to magic school.
It was an educational institution one step below magic school, a place that selected those with talent.
Only students who achieved high grades here were given the chance to advance to magic school.
Unlike the Imperial Academy, which handled education up to adulthood, students typically entered at age twelve and graduated around eighteen before moving on to magic school.
The boy Max before her now was only about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Originally, Max had skipped the academy and entered magic school directly.
Thanks to Droken's recommendation.
—This child will go straight to magic school. I'll take responsibility for him.
Meiko herself had only attended the academy for one year.
She entered at twelve, graduated at thirteen, then joined the Illusion School. At sixteen, she took over the position of head, which had been vacant for four years.
Some looked down on her, saying she'd merely filled an empty seat since there was no head, but no one doubted her skills.
Meiko harbored a longing for the Magic Academy.
While her peers laughed and chatted through their school life there, such days were a luxury for the genius Meiko.
She had run around everywhere trying to revive the crumbling Illusion School, so she had no sweet campus love stories.
Yet now, a young Max stood before her in the Magic Academy uniform.
The Max who should have been two years older than her was now looking at her, somehow seven years younger.
“Sis, what are you doing here?”
Meiko glanced around.
The space was unfamiliar yet not entirely so.
The room filled with magic circles had transformed into a long corridor.
It was the dormitory provided for academy students who lived far from home.
The boys' dormitory building, no less.
Seeing the familiar exterior, Meiko realized she had fully entered the illusion.
“Th-this is the boys' dorm... How did you get in, Sis?”
At the young Max's words, she looked at him.
His face, still retaining that boyish cuteness without fully shedding its childish charm.
—He's mad at me, Sis? So cute.
—His hands are so small now. They used to be huuuge.
—His cheeks are all soft and squishy. Who knew my disciple could be this adorable? Hehehe.
Memories of what she'd done to Max in the previous illusion flooded back.
She had hugged the embarrassed Max tightly like a doll, rubbing her cheeks against his, burying her face in them.
“Eek.”
Thinking back made her face burn with embarrassment.
Meiko shook her head vigorously to dispel the unwanted memory.
‘Get it together. I need to get out of here.’
Focus.
I came here to figure out exactly what Max's magic circle is.
To uncover the parts I missed last time.
I can't get swept up in the desires this magic circle shows.
Meiko tried to ignore him and turn away.
If she ignored this illusory Max now and found the flaw in the magic circle, she could escape quickly.
Hadn't she done it before?
She had personally dispelled the illusion magic that Max had activated with the circle's help and left.
What was so hard about doing it a second time?
It looked more refined in various ways than before, and the caster and administrator—Max himself—was absent, but still.
If she had time, dismantling it was entirely possible.
‘I know this illusion inside out.’
Understanding its structure—no, dispelling it—was easy.
It was just as Meiko was ignoring the illusion's Max and trying to leave.
“Meiko Sis, where are you going?”
The young Max grabbed her hand urgently and asked.
His voice, clutching her hand in haste, was thick with emotion.
Without thinking, Meiko turned to look at Max.
And she immediately regretted it.
“Ah.”
Max's face, looking up at her on the verge of tears.
At that fragile sight, Meiko bit her lip.
Her resolve to leave weakened just a bit.
A lingering attachment formed.
The attachment of not being able to see such a cute boy cry.
“Sis, I missed you. But you kept not coming...”
Those words struck right at Meiko's tastes.
“M-Max...”
“Do you hate me, Sis? I-I still can't forget how you hugged me that day.”
She knew it was fake.
She knew this wasn't real.
Yet a young boy with Max's face clung to her, and her steps halted.
“Ugh...”
The sight of her usually stoic disciple, now younger and yearning for her, hit all her sweet spots.
The magic circle had perfectly targeted her desires.
That surging desire left behind lingering attachment.
‘Staying just a little longer should be fine, right?’
She could dispel it anytime anyway.
She already knew it was a magic circle centered on lust, not just vague desires.
She understood its principles.
She could leave whenever she wanted.
That fact weakened Meiko's resolve.
It pushed back her determination to escape, if only for a moment.
Because of that feeling that she couldn't just abandon this young Max.
“N-no! I haven't forgotten you, Max. I wanted to stay with you all the time.”
It was a lie.
His younger self had shocked her so much that she'd actually distanced herself from the real Max.
Hadn't she fled to the Witch's Forest using research as an excuse?
If she'd stayed in the lab any longer, something would have happened for sure.
“Right? You're the best, Sis! Hehehe.”
She watched the young Max beam at her words.
How adorable he looked, smiling innocently and hugging her.
She gently stroked his head.
“I like Sis.”
As he buried his face in her chest and she stroked his head, her heart strangely fluttered.
Gulp.
Looking at his doll-like cute face, the desire to squeeze him tight welled up.
‘I'm going crazy. How can such a creature exist?’
For her, who had never seen Max as a child, this version was dizzyingly shocking.
“Ahh...”
That was when it happened.
Click. Click.
The sound of footsteps echoed from afar.
“Sis, it's the dorm supervisor!”
At Max's panicked whisper, Meiko looked toward the sound.
“Sis, come this way. If we go to my room, even the dorm supervisor won't know.”
There was no dorm supervisor.
This was an illusion.
Even if there was, it wouldn't be the real one.
Clearly, just another ploy the illusion created to draw her in.
It was obvious.
‘I know that.’
She knew this was an illusion and how to escape it.
Pretending reluctance, Meiko took Max's hand.
“Okay.”
As she entered the room hand-in-hand with Max, a familiar yet unfamiliar scent hit her.
And there was the stark, typical boys' dorm room.
“This is Max's room...”
“The dorm supervisor won't come here. She hardly ever checks our rooms.”
“I see.”
“What have you been up to, Sis? I've been thinking about you a lot. Once I graduate the academy, I'm gonna join the Illusion School with you. I already told Teacher.”
What have I been up to?
At those words, Meiko's face heated up.
Because the days when she'd fantasized about young Max came to mind.
She had imagined various scenes with young Max.
The clearest one among them.
—Sis, my thing feels weird.
While trembling like that.
The day she'd sat Max on her lap, hugged him tight, buried her face in his nape, and breathed deeply.
She had masturbated imagining an aroused Max bursting into her room.
She hadn't known back then.
That this magic circle was tied to sexual desire.
So she'd thought it was her own fault.
Of course, she knew better now.
‘Sexual desire...’
She looked at Max sitting beside her, fidgeting.
Pubescent Max was embarrassed to have a girl in his room but kept stealing glances at her chest.
“......”
Seeing his aroused eyes, Meiko glanced at his lower body—the slight bulge in his uniform pants.
Max blushing at the sight of her breasts.
Max's breathing growing rough.
Unable to meet her eyes properly, head bowed, yet still peeking.
And the pants swelling more and more.
Meiko knew exactly what that symbolized.
In the strange atmosphere, Meiko swallowed involuntarily.
Gulp.
‘I can't give in.’
But.
There's still plenty of time.
Max doesn't go to work for a while yet.
And.
‘I can dispel it.’
It should be fine, right?
Just enjoy a bit more.
Now that I'm this far.
‘Just once...’
Meiko looked at the shy Max.
Curious from his youth but too embarrassed to take the next step—his innocent nature stirred her lust.
Untouched by anyone, pure.
If she led, he'd follow completely—her heart raced at the thought.
Meiko took a deep breath and undid the top button of her shirt.
“Ahh, did I run here too fast? It's so hot.”
Fanning near her chest as she unbuttoned, her cleavage came into view.
Her breasts weren't enormously huge like Aurora's, but they weren't lacking in femininity either.
Moderately sized—perhaps even impressively large—she fanned them while watching Max.
The fidgeting boy Max's eyes locked onto her exposed cleavage and wouldn't budge.
“Wow...”
And Meiko didn't miss that opening.
“Naughty.”
“Ah...”
“Want to see Sis's breasts that badly?”
Having decided to stay just a little longer, Meiko began escalating.
“S-Sis.”
“What were you imagining while staring at Sis's chest just now?”
She smiled and slightly lifted her shirt.
As her cleavage became even more exposed, the boy Max's face flushed deeper.
How endlessly cute he looked, at a loss.
Pushed to her limit by that sight, Meiko uttered the line she'd only ever imagined.
“You were having dirty thoughts about Sis's breasts, weren't you?”
After saying it, she bit her lower lip lightly and looked at Max.
And the boy Max slowly nodded.
“......Yeah.”
Meiko felt the last thread of reason in her mind snap.