Shoving the Nozzle into Angelina's Butt (2)

"What are you doing just standing there on the stairs?"

Anne the assistant professor bumped into him as she climbed the stairs. Snapping out of his reverie, Naru cleared his throat and started walking again.

"Nothing at all. I was just thinking about class for a moment."

"Class?" Anne reached out her hand. "You've got some dust here."

She gently brushed his shoulder.

"Oh, thanks."

What was that about? The woman who always looked bored whenever she saw me.

Naru tilted his head as he walked away.

In front of the principal's office.

Professors and assistant professors from all grades had gathered, forming a crowd. There were even outsiders who looked like escort knights and maids.

Wigrev, an assistant professor from the joint studies department, happened to pass by and stared in bewilderment. He spotted a group of fellow assistant professors and approached them.

"What's everyone doing gathered here? Is something happening today?"

The assistant professor from the collaboration department grinned broadly.

"Lady Rose Mary the baroness has come to visit."

"Lady Rose Mary...?" Wigrev's eyes lit up. "The one born into the family that produced four queens? Lydia's mother?"

"I saw her entering the principal's office earlier. Just as the rumors say, her elegance and dignity are impeccable. Her graceful, demure walk even brought to mind the phrase 'a woman of heavenly grace.'"

"Not just the principal—the vice principals of the magic department, cold weapons department, planning department, and external collaboration department. All four of our academy's vice principals are in there with her."

"Whoa... that's incredible. What a shame I missed her! So why did she come today? Is Lydia transferring?"

"She's here to see Assistant Professor Naru."

"I heard it's for Naru."

"Apparently, she came to express her gratitude because Naru cured Lydia's burn scars."

"To see Assistant Professor Naru? That scum who torments our Lady Alicia?"

Wigrev scowled, snorting like an angry bull.

"What the hell does that guy have to show for it..."

He wormed his way through the crowd and cautiously pressed his ear to the principal's office door. Voices drifted out from inside.

"Our Assistant Professor Naru has accomplished something huge in such a short time since joining us. He's someone we can look forward to. Kahaha."

"If he keeps this up, he might become Buzdra Academy's star professor. Hahaha."

"You might know this already, my lady, but there was that hero who shone briefly two years ago. That's right—Assistant Professor Naru. Just the other day, he even did a ceremony in the royal palace square with the queen."

The conversation was nothing but praise for Naru. Wigrev grimaced in disgust and pulled away from the door.

"Urgh... grrr..."

He ground his teeth and returned to the group of assistant professors.

"I hope Assistant Professor Naru doesn't get too full of himself over this. He always gets arrogant and messes up. I'm just worried, you know? Really worried."

As he gossiped under the guise of concern with the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠other assistant professors, the principal's office door finally opened. A woman in a bright, floral dress emerged gracefully alongside the vice principals.

"Please follow me. I'll escort you to the harmony department's professor lounge."

"Thank you."

She led the four vice principals and their entourages away in a group. Wigrev admired Lady Rose Mary's demure figure as she walked with her hands delicately holding a handbag, letting out a sigh of awe—while muttering blankly to himself.

"That bastard Naru... he's really making it big..."

Jealousy twisted in his gut.

"Hey, did you come alone? Where's that foul-tempered assistant professor?"

Before first period in the lecture hall. Alicia's gang approached Angelina, who was sitting quietly with her textbook open.

"You a total outcast?"

"......"

"Look, Hazel and Lydia are top students now, but you're still the loser. You're the worst in RS Group. Hell, you're the biggest loser in all twelve senior years."

"Hahaha."

"Aren't you embarrassed in front of the underclassmen?"

Even as Alicia's gang sneered and hurled insults, Angelina pretended not to hear, staring fixedly at her textbook. But inside, she was a storm of fear, anger, and depression toward Alicia.

"Don't your parents get headaches just looking at you? They spend a fortune sending you to a prestigious academy, and you're dead last. Why not just quit?"

"Want us to make a spot for you in our family? How about laundry lady?"

"Kekekeke! Washing clothes under Lady Alicia would pay well! Marry some fat, ugly pig with pockmarks!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hey, are you even listening? When people talk to you, you listen. What, your ears blocked now too?"

Clack.

The lecture hall door opened, and Lydia and Hazel entered with an air of confidence. Alicia shot Lydia a glare before returning to her seat with a scowl. Angelina hung her head, silently swallowing her tears.

Why... no matter how hard I try, it never works... Even Assistant Professor Naru only hangs out with the others... I'm so lonely...

A single tear dropped onto her textbook.

Soon, it was break time after third period. I was meeting Lady Rose Mary in the classroom.

"A pleasure to meet you. I'm Assistant Professor Kang Naru, in charge of Lydia."

"Delighted to meet you. I'm Rose Mary Alexgot, Lydia's mother."

"Please, have a seat here."

"I should sit next to Mom too."

With the table between us, Lady Rose Mary and I sat facing each other, but Lydia was lounging around instead of heading to her next class.

"Aren't you going to class?"

"I have to escort Mom. She doesn't know the way around here."

"You have attendants for that."

"Aww~ No way~ You'd much rather have me here, Professor."

She wasn't wrong. Meeting Lydia's mother in person, her elegant aura and overflowing grace had me a bit tense. Everyone in the capital knew her family was an old noble house. She'd ended up a baron's wife because she married a sword-obsessed baron, but back in her maiden days, everyone had predicted she'd wed a king or duke. They were all wrong, of course.

Anyway, the atmosphere demanded cultured, intellectual conversation befitting her status—high-class talk that exuded refinement. But I'm weak at that sort of thing; I was racking my brain over how to sound dignified. Maybe having Lydia here, who took after her father, would lighten the mood?

"Our classroom is a bit smaller than the EK or EL group rooms, but the education is the same."

I spoke first, and Lady Rose Mary looked around before smiling softly.

"Smaller spaces probably help with focus."

"I think so too."

After some brief small talk, she set down her teacup and got to the point.

"I was deeply moved by Assistant Professor's noble character and boundless generosity in using the world's only elixir to heal ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my daughter without hesitation. I pondered how to repay you, and so I've brought the most treasured heirloom of the Alexgot family. I hope it pleases you."

Lady Rose Mary placed a silk ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠cloth on the table and untied the knot. A lacquered wooden box appeared. She slowly lifted the lid with both hands, revealing a brightly glowing orb inside.

"It's the Isle from my late husband's body."

My eyes widened.

"Are you sure it's okay to give me something so precious that your husband used?"

"You are the benefactor of the Alexgot family, Professor. My husband would be pleased. You deserve to own it."

Vincent, Lydia's father and Lady Rose Mary's late husband. In life, he'd been a swordmaster renowned as the era's top swordsman. The Isle he possessed was bound to have incredible power.

Not just feeding her the elixir, but taking her virginity too—feels wrong to snatch it up...

As I hesitated, Lydia suddenly spoke to Lady Rose Mary out of the blue.

"Mom, stand up for a sec. Something's on you."

"Huh? Where?"

"Stand up and turn around. Looks like something's on your butt."

"Like this?"

As Lady Rose Mary innocently turned around, Lydia yanked her skirt up enough to outline her ass and grinned at me.

"What do you think, Professor? Mom's ass is so juicy, right?"

"Gasp!"

"L-Lydia!"

The flustered Lady Rose Mary cried out and plopped down, and as I gaped in shock, Lydia swiftly snatched the Isle with nimble hands and shoved it straight into my mouth.

Gulp!

The Isle slid down my throat and sank deep into my chest in the blink of an eye. My eyes flashed open. Engravings slowly etched into my mind one by one.

Such an Isle exists in the world?!

I was stunned inwardly. I'd been tricked by Lydia's scheme and ended up eating it unexpectedly. But hey, eating it was a win. Somehow, I'd lucked into an insanely powerful Isle.

This'll be a huge help in battle.

Amid all that, the graceful curve of Lady Rose Mary the baroness's ass—like a masterfully crafted vase—lingered in my mind. No, it was growing clearer by the second.

Even after getting a great Isle, my dick comes first. What a guy I am.

I felt a pang of sadness.

Time passed, and on the way home from school. Angelina trudged back home listlessly. Her four young siblings greeted her enthusiastically.

"Sis is home!"

"Sis! Play with me!"

"Sis! Look at this!"

"Sis, wanna do that with me?"

The kids were all so young it was chaotic. Playing with them helped her forget the day's events at the academy, and before she knew it, Father had returned home. The city gate guard captain looked grim today. It was during family dinner.

"Angelina. Your grades still ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the same?"

"Yes..."

"Failing?"

"Yes..."

Father let out a heavy sigh at her listless reply.

"Your mother and I talked it over. Your mana shortage must come from me—our family just isn't built for magic. We need to face reality."

He gazed at her sadly for a moment before continuing.

"Quit the academy and learn a trade."

"No!"

Stunned by Father's bombshell, Angelina slammed down her spoon and ran to her room, bursting into sobs.

I want to be a mage! It's been my dream since I was little...! Why stop me!

But her body wouldn't cooperate. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't rise above failing grades. It was frustrating and unfair. She hated everything.

The next day. Arriving at the classroom, Hazel and Lydia's fawning show was in full swing again. They squabbled around Naru, vying for his affection. She wanted to join in too, but she could never pull off what they did—cooing, rubbing up against him, whispering naughty things. She wasn't that close to Naru yet, so she just watched from afar. That only made her feel more isolated...

Soon after arriving and sitting down, Alicia's gang approached with mocking smirks.

"Alone again? This girl's a real outcast."

"Hahaha."

Crude jeers rained down on her as she sat in her chair. As always, Angelina stared at her textbook and endured silently.

"Angelina. You have to stay just like this. Don't betray us like Hazel or Lydia, okay? This suits you—powerless trash like you."

"I'd be too ashamed to even show up."

"Maybe her advisor thinks she's trash too and just ignores her?"

"Could be. Hahaha."

That's when it happened. A sharp slap echoed through the lecture hall out of nowhere. The noisy room fell silent as everyone turned in shock to the source.

"Y-You... How dare you...!"

Alicia, suddenly slapped, stared in stunned disbelief. Flames of fury blazed in Angelina's eyes.

"Take that back! Right now! Take back what you said about the professor thinking I'm trash!"

No sooner had she finished than Angelina lunged at Alicia in a rage.

"G-Get off! Kyaaah!"

With a crash, Alicia toppled over. Angelina vented her fury, grabbing Alicia's hair and shaking her mercilessly.