Chapter 179
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 179
Chapter Title: Pink&Pink&Pink&Pink (4)
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Broken trees, shattered rocks, and even the corpses of magical beasts.
In the middle of the devastated forest, Bianca let out ragged breaths.
"Haa... haa..."
A moment later, having steadied her breathing, Bianca stared at the blood-soaked bandage wrapped around her hand and muttered to herself.
"...Gotta change the bandage."
When she unwrapped it, her hand came into view—mangled from punching again before the wound had even healed.
Once this injury fully mended, another scar would line her knuckles, but she felt nothing about it.
The days of hurting or grieving over things like this were long past.
After staring death in the face, Bianca had shed a layer of herself and grown, eventually climbing to third place in her year.
In truth, third or not, she was confident she could beat first and second place hands down in a deathmatch rather than a simple duel.
Yet Bianca saw no need to claw her way up that far.
She had realized Carnea's rankings meant nothing at all.
It was a mindset the old Bianca—obsessed solely with reviving House Beatrice—could never have held.
Good grades were essential for her family's revival, and good grades meant rankings.
'...Not anymore.'
Now, for Bianca, fighting at Eugene's side mattered far more than her family's revival.
That's why she thought it was a relief that Eugene had left.
She knew better than anyone that she'd end up acting spoiled without realizing it if she stayed by his side.
That's why she'd only mustered the resolve to enter the forest now that he was gone.
"...Fucking bastard."
Separate from that relief, though, the more she thought about him turning down her date request and heading off alone with the school nurse, the more it pissed her off.
With a long sigh to calm her mind, Bianca clenched her fist.
'I can still do more.'
That day, all she could do was die in Eugene's place.
No regrets.
Even if time rewound a thousand times, Bianca would make the same choice.
But...
'...If it had been Vivian or Lucia.'
She couldn't help wondering if it might have turned out better if she hadn't been the one there.
'No.'
Shaking her head as she chewed over the despair from that day, Bianca steeled herself.
'...I won't yield.'
She didn't have Lucia's immense authority, Vivian's overwhelming magic, or Lilith's exceptional innate ability.
All she had were these two bloodied fists.
...And yet, she wanted to stand by that man's side more than anyone else.
'So.'
She had no time to sit around in a place like this.
Bianca tugged the bandage tight with her teeth and trudged deeper into the forest.
"Tea...cher?"
Following the voice, she turned her head to see Lilith—face caked in dirt from fieldwork moments ago—holding a basket overflowing with vegetables.
"Lilith...?"
"Teacher...!"
The moment her name left his lips, Lilith flung the basket to the ground and threw herself into his arms.
"Teacher...! Teacher...!"
She clung to him like a cicada stuck to a tree, rubbing her head wildly against his cheek.
"...."
It had only been a few days apart at most, but anyone watching would think they'd been separated for years.
"Why are you here, Lilith?"
"Because this is my hometown!"
Lilith beamed back at him.
'Ah...'
Her words jogged his memory—Iris and Lilith hailed from the same place.
"And what brings you here, Teacher? Hehe, no need to pretend! You missed this Lilith, didn't you? That's why you chased me all the way here!"
Lilith planted her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest, her disproportionately large breasts jiggling on her petite frame.
...Half right, half wrong.
He had missed her a bit after staring at that pink hair so much, but Lilith wasn't the reason he'd come here.
"Oh my, do you know Lilith too, Eugene?"
"Lilith, what's your relationship with Eugene?"
In response to Clarice and Elaris's questions, Lilith hooked her arm through his and declared,
"Eugene is this Lilith's teacher!"
"A teacher? You don't look it, Eugene."
"Teacher, huh? So you must be older than you look, Eugene?"
"...."
What was he supposed to say to that?
Oh, not a real teacher—just an academy senior who taught her naughty stuff, so she calls me that.
...Even for his shameless self, that was too much to admit outright.
"Li...Lilith!"
"Oh! Teacher's here too!"
At Iris's loud shout, Lilith finally noticed her, eyes going wide.
"Y-You were here! A-And get off Eugene!"
"Huh? Why? Teacher, why does this Lilith have to let go?"
It was genuine curiosity without a hint of sarcasm, but to Iris right now, it sounded like pure provocation.
"Just do it! Get off already!"
"...Huh?"
Thrown by Iris's uncharacteristic attitude, Lilith tilted her head but finally peeled away.
"Having two teachers together is confusing—which one am I calling?"
"Just call me senior here."
"R-Really okay?"
He nodded at Lilith's wide-eyed surprise.
He'd never once told her to call him teacher.
She'd started it on her own, and he'd just let it slide.
"Got it, Senior!"
Watching Lilith and Eugene's exchange, Iris puffed out her lips.
'...What the hell is this!'
Iris couldn't wrap her head around the situation at all.
Coming home to her hometown with Eugene was partly to introduce him to her moms, but mostly for some cozy alone time with him.
'But...!'
Why had Lilith shown up out of nowhere?
She hated her!
That cute Lilith was extra hateful today!
But snapping at her would just make Iris look petty.
Lilith wasn't sabotaging on purpose—it was just coincidence, her visiting home while Eugene happened to show up.
"....I hate you. For real."
In the end, Iris's resentment turned toward Eugene.
She knew it was just venting, but she couldn't hold it in without lashing out.
'...What did I even do.'
As Iris's piercing glare and Lilith's gooey gaze bore into him from both sides, cold sweat trickled down his back.
Clap—
Clarice and Elaris clapped in unison.
"Well, now, fate brought us together like this."
"Why don't we all have a meal together?"
The food was limited in variety, but the ingredients were fresh, and it looked delicious.
Looked delicious—not tasted, because...
His nerves were too preoccupied elsewhere to savor any flavors.
"...."
He'd desperately tried to play it off until now, but with them being this blatant, he couldn't ignore it anymore.
"Hehe, eat up, Eugene."
"...I prepared stuff that's good for the 'body'."
Hidden by the tablecloth, from the moment he'd sat down, Clarice and Elaris had been stroking his crotch with their toes like they'd planned it.
...That wasn't all.
Iris and Lilith were caressing the insides of his thighs with one hand each while they ate.
"...."
He knew it.
He knew he shouldn't get hard in a situation like this.
But knowing that didn't help...
'...How the hell am I supposed to endure this.'
Physical stimulation assaulting him from all directions, plus the lewd pheromones wafting from the four pink-haired girls—his erection was building whether he willed it or not.
That's when Elaris flashed a foxy grin and said,
"By the way, Iris. Things going well with Eugene? You two having sex?"
"...Kehok...! Cough...! Cough!...M-Mo-Mom! What kind of question is that out of nowhere!"
So flustered she'd forgotten to call her "Dean" and yelled "Mom" instead.
"...."
He was just as thrown, so he could understand Iris's reaction fully.
'...Bringing that up now?'
No.
Too soon to assume.
Sure, pink hair and subtle flirtations, but no way they'd pivot to sex talk mid-meal.
Elaris's "relationship" had to mean something else than what he was thinking...
"Oh my, why so shocked? If you're lovers, isn't sex a given?"
Clarice's follow-up shattered his faint hope.
"Even Clarice Mom...! Wh-What are you saying in front of students!"
"This Lilith doesn't mind!"
"I do!"
Iris shrieked at Lilith's interruption.
"Oh, Iris, no shouting during meals."
"M-Mom started the nonsense first!"
"Then groping thighs in front of Mom during dinner is fine?"
"Both sides were getting along nicely, weren't they?"
Not expecting to get caught, Iris's face flushed beet red.
"...You... saw?"
"Of course."
"How could we miss it when you're that obvious."
"...S-Sorry. I-I don't normally..."
"Why apologize? It's perfectly natural for lust demons like us."
"Don't worry, keep going."
"...?"
Utterly unexpected words tumbled from Elaris—no, Clarice's—mouth.