That Girl is Mine
Leon panicked.
Servicing him right in front of his classmates by pulling down his pants? No way that could end well. Even Leon had his limits when it came to shame. And Estelle—once she snapped out of it later, she'd probably want to die from embarrassment.
He racked his brain for a way to calm her down, but nothing came to mind.
His adoptive sister Aria had been the same way. Once she went into heat, nothing short of Leon's caresses would settle her.
Estelle was probably no different.
And while he was thinking, she undid the belt on his uniform pants. They started to slide down, and Leon hurriedly pressed them back up with his hands.
"E-Eh, Elmidgit-san... not here, come on... at least let's find somewhere else."
"N-No... I need it now... I can't hold back anymore...!"
Estelle begged for Leon's mercy in a voice so sweet it bordered on childish.
But at that moment, arms wrapped around her from behind, pinning her body tight.
Estelle let out a sharp "Kyaa!"
A burly male student was groping her.
"S-Stop it! What do you think you're doing!?"
"Hey, you don't need a loser like Leon to comfort you, right? I'll make you feel way better."
"Nooo!"
Estelle tried to struggle, but her body was too weak from the heat—her strength just wouldn't come.
The guy's name was Gail Gloucester. The legitimate son of Duke Gloucester, a crude and arrogant bastard.
He had decent skill as a Guardian, and his family name kept everyone too intimidated to stand up to him.
"I-If you lay a hand on me, you won't get away with it! House Elmidgit won't stand for—"
"You're just a maid's daughter, aren't you?"
"H-How do you know that!?"
"It's common gossip in high society. If you were the wife's kid, sure—but an illegitimate brat like you? No one's gonna complain if I make you mine. Hell, Leon's already turned you into his personal fucktoy, hasn't he?"
"I-I'm not... kyaa!"
Gail brutally tore open Estelle's blouse, exposing her bra.
She frantically covered her chest with both hands, but he yanked those away too.
"Gonna drag you to an empty classroom and fuck you senseless... until you forget all about Leon, yeah?"
"N-No... help me...!"
Estelle's eyes locked onto Leon as she pleaded.
She expected him to save her, of course. What a convenient turnaround. She'd denied being his slave, said she hated being violated by him—and now here she was, begging him for rescue.
But a heat stirred in Leon's loins. Seeing Estelle about to be roughed up... he couldn't allow it. Not out of pity for her.
Estelle belonged to him.
"Mind letting go of Elmidgit-san? She's mine."
"Oh? The washout Leon's standing up to me? Bet you cheated to beat her, huh?"
"Nothing like that."
"Then you can take us too, right?"
Somehow, Gail's four cronies had gathered around. They planned to gang up and beat Leon down.
His classmates Will and Felica exchanged glances. "We gotta call the disciplinary committee...!" They bolted.
Private brawls like this were strictly forbidden.
Gail's crew had drawn their magic swords and lunged at Leon. He dodged smoothly—but he was unarmed.
"So... this a duel, then?"
"Huh? Yeah, sure. We win, Elmidgit's our slave."
"And if I win?"
"Hah, I'll even throw in one of our house's hot maids."
"Don't forget you said that."
Leon struck first, hurling the first attacker aside and snatching his sword. Then he cut down the next three in quick succession. Their Guardian gear took the hits, but direct strikes like that knocked them all out cold.
Gail stood there dumbfounded. Leon pressed the blade to his throat.
"That's game."
"Y-You bastard!"
"Won't admit defeat? Then I'll take your head right here. Punishment for touching what's mine."
"F-Fine! You win!"
Leon lowered his sword. Pathetic, he thought. No wonder Estelle was such a tough opponent. A true genius swordswoman—top-tier. She'd given him real trouble.
But these street thugs? No matter how many, they weren't fit to lick Leon's boots.
"So, about that beautiful maid from your house...?"
"...! Damn it... fine."
Gail slumped in defeat. Just then, the student council disciplinary committee arrived and restrained him and his goons. For disturbing the peace—and losing—they'd be cooling their heels in the penalty room for a while.
Leon turned back to Estelle—and she was still on her knees in full heat, drooling, panting heavily.
She looked up at him and whispered,
"I'm... yours."
Those words made Leon's heart skip a beat.
In the end, by sheer luck, Leon had gained the right to turn the Gloucester duke's maid into his sex slave.
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