His Dick Scared Me!
"I've never once used my Absolute Command skill."
"Eh? Really?"
Estelle's eyes widened in surprise at Leon's words.
Under her gaze, the dorm head nodded as well.
"Leon's a real gentleman~yo. Well, that's exactly why he's labeled a failure, though."
Of course, he couldn't use a skill like Absolute Command. No woman would forgive something like that, and Leon himself hated his own ability to forcibly enslave women.
But a magic swordsman stripped of their skills wouldn't be evaluated highly. The academy demanded strong Guardians who wielded their skills to protect the empire.
Estelle's face twisted in complicated emotions, but she quickly shook her head.
"Even so, I won't acknowledge a skill like that... and I absolutely refuse to forgive what you did to me. Forcing that filthy thing on me..."
Estelle's face flushed bright red, clearly recalling their close encounter in the bath.
"That was truly my bad. Sorry. I was just panicking and desperate... can't you forgive me?"
"No."
Estelle was utterly unapproachable.
(Well, considering what I did, it's no wonder she won't accept my apology...)
It hadn't been Leon's intention, but from Estelle's perspective, she'd been groped, pressed against down there, had her mouth covered, and terrorized like she was about to be assaulted.
That said, this situation couldn't drag on. Estelle pointed sharply at Leon.
"Even if you had no intention of using your skill, your head was full of dirty thoughts, wasn't it!?"
"Nope, nothing like that."
"Liar. B-because... your thing was getting bigger..."
Estelle said it with obvious embarrassment. The dorm head grinned mischievously.
"What do you mean by Leon's 'thing,' hmm?"
"Y-you know exactly what I mean!"
"If you don't say it properly, big sis won't understand~yo."
The dorm head seemed basically on Leon's side, teasing Estelle relentlessly.
Estelle's eyes welled with tears, her face beet red. "Uuu..."
"H-his dick was getting bigger! That's why he's a criminal! Expel him, dorm head!"
"That's way beyond my authority~yo. Besides, you had some responsibility in this incident too."
"But... having to take classes in the same room as him... it'll keep bringing back my trauma forever..."
Estelle hung her head. Leon felt genuinely sorry for scaring her so badly.
But he couldn't afford to get expelled. Even labeled a failure, Leon had enrolled in this academy for a purpose.
The dorm head murmured "Hmm" and clapped her hands.
"Then I've got a great idea. Why don't you two duel as Guardians?"
"Eh?"
"The loser has to obey whatever the winner says."
This academy emphasized real combat, allowing duels between students as part of that.
She was suggesting they settle it that way.
Estelle, surprisingly, was on board.
"Fine, let's do it. If I win, Lancaster transfers out."
"Sure, but if I win, Elmidgit has to obey me..."
"As if you'd win. I hit Sequence 22nd right after enrolling. You're just a failure who can't even use a proper skill. I'll win for sure."
Estelle flashed a fearless smirk. Even smug faces look cute on a beauty like her, Leon thought.
Leon nodded.
"Got it. Those terms work. If you win, I transfer out. If I win, you obey my orders."
"Very well. I accept."
The duel was set for noon the next day. Estelle left the room in high spirits.
Left behind, Leon shrugged and turned to the dorm head.
"That was one hell of a suggestion, dorm head."
"Huh? You won't have any trouble with it, right? Since you're planning to beat her anyway."
"Yeah, pretty much. I won't lose to her."
Leon said it casually. The dorm head chuckled.
"Personally, I'd love for you to use your skill and boost our dorm's strength~yo. The inter-dorm tournament's coming up."
"So, if I win, I order Elmidgit to let me use Absolute Command on her?"
"She promised to 'obey anything' if she loses. She'd have to accept the Absolute Command order."
"But..."
"Wouldn't that bring you one step closer to your purpose?"
Leon looked up at the ceiling. She was right—if circumstances allowed, using the skill would be best for getting stronger and achieving his true goal.
But turning a female classmate into a slave? That felt outrageous.
Estelle probably never imagined herself becoming Leon's slave, pathetically begging for his mercy.
But as the dorm head said, failure Leon was confident he could beat the class saint, Sequence 22nd Estelle.
"Doesn't it excite you? That haughty, serious saint groveling at your feet."
The dorm head grinned playfully. And her words would become reality if Leon won.
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