Chapter 35
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Vivian's Taming Journal (1)
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"How's it feel, Eugene? Comfortable?"
"...Yeah."
"Hehe... I'm glad."
An infirmary teacher whose name I didn't even know was gently stroking my head.
And she was doing it while giving me a lap pillow.
'...How did it come to this?'
Ever since my first reincarnation, I'd felt it, but this world was utterly incomprehensible.
No, by now I'd adapted a bit, and it was scary to think this might actually be normal here.
Honestly, had anything been normal so far?
Me desperately refusing belly rubs, and the infirmary milf insisting on petting my stomach anyway.
After a long standoff, we'd reached a dramatic compromise: head pats.
Of course, it wasn't that I hated it.
As long as I stayed within the controllable range, with my cheat trait as a tamer, conquering as many women as possible was definitely a win.
Especially since she was the infirmary teacher—considering I could use the infirmary as a taming spot down the line, it wasn't a bad deal at all.
"Hehe, if you're sleepy, feel free to doze off."
Her whisper was as soft as melting butter.
It felt so good that before I knew it, my eyes had closed and I was drifting off.
'Is this the milf's power...?'
Back in the 'Academy Tamer' community, there were a few guys raving about the infirmary milf.
They called themselves the Milf Squad, spamming every post with 'The main wife is the infirmary milf!' but they got pushed out by the main heroine fans and treated like trolls.
But after experiencing her touch firsthand, I had to reevaluate their tastes.
'I shouldn't be doing this right now, though...'
I'd given Lucia her orders, but things could shift unpredictably like this.
Obviously, checking the warehouse situation with the pen and adjusting on the fly was the safe play.
Smooth... Smooth...
My head knew that, but my body couldn't pull away from her touch.
'Just five more minutes, then I'll get up.'
As I reviewed the situation so far while savoring her touch, it wasn't bad at all.
Aside from the infirmary milf jumping me, everything had gone according to plan.
'First, I've entered the bug route...'
Vivian's glitchy conquest required three key conditions.
The first: max out her affection without letting her confess.
That was easy.
With the 'Minor Kindness' and 'Midterms' events, her affection had already hit the cap.
Confessing at that point would've been a problem, but I'd suppressed it by ramping up her guilt with the letter and my injury.
The second condition: turn Vivian into public enemy number one.
That wasn't hard either.
Excluding the Calliope family, Yuria had the strongest faction in Class 5.
Even if her favor stemmed from the Calliope name, I'd used 'Prince on the Bed' to convert it to affection.
Then I dangled opportunities without fully committing.
'So, Eugene, got time this weekend? Just you and me...'
'Ugh...'
'What's wrong? You okay? Does it still hurt?'
'A little sore, but I'm fine. I saved Vivian despite getting hurt, right?'
'...Vivian again.'
And after casually dropping Vivian's name a few times, things snowballed on their own.
...Even to the point of Yuria's faction assaulting her and dumping water on her.
The last condition was trickier.
After fulfilling the first two, create a space in the school where Vivian would be alone.
This one needed a bit of luck.
First, if Yuria's faction drew Vivian in the arena matchups, she'd forfeit.
That gave an 80% chance Loreos would assign her warehouse cleanup.
Combined probability? About 11.03%.
Not great odds, but it'd worked out.
Worst case, if it failed, I could've used the letter to get her sent to the old classroom to masturbate...
Smooth... Smooth...
'...!'
I jolted awake as my consciousness faded, and there was the infirmary teacher, her face somehow closer.
Her eyes, reminiscent of a saintess, drew me in inexplicably.
"Oh? I thought you'd fallen asleep, but you're awake?"
Unlike the cheerful, outgoing saintess, her face was impossibly gentle—and that had its own charm.
"If you're tired, go ahead and sleep. I'll keep petting you till you wake up."
A sweet milky scent brushed my nose, mingled with her feminine aroma.
The infirmary milf's body gave off a fragrance distinctly different from the academy girls'.
'Snap out of it!'
Slap—!
To escape her allure, I slapped my own cheek and shot to my feet.
She flinched at my sudden move, but I didn't give her a chance to speak.
"Thanks for today. But I've got business to handle, so I gotta go."
"Ah..."
As I stood, she reached out wistfully, but since I'd let her pet my head enough to satisfy her, she didn't cling.
"...Come back again sometime. You promise!"
I ignored her calling voice from behind and hurried away even faster.
Only when she was out of sight did I finally exhale in relief.
'...I definitely need to have Lucia investigate her.'
She was way too suspicious.
Not even a main heroine, yet with that level of charm? There had to be something.
Otherwise, it'd mean I'd just fallen for the milf, which was ridiculous.
"Haa..."
A deep sigh escaped from the bottom of my heart.
Everything was going perfectly to plan, yet nothing felt easy.
"...How exactly am I supposed to interpret this situation?"
Vivian trembled like a leaf in the wind, stark naked under Lucia's veiled tone and icy gaze.
"Don't just stand there—answer me."
Top of the first-years and the bottom.
Heir to the Ursula family and the second daughter of House Beatrice.
To Vivian, Lucia was untouchable—like the moon in the sky.
"P-Please..."
Vivian instinctively dropped to her knees and bowed to Lucia.
Even if she hadn't masturbated, if Lucia said she had, it'd be taken as truth.
Lucia had that power.
Let alone getting caught in the act.
What could she even say?
"Pl-Please... don't tell anyone..."
She was terrified.
Expulsion from the academy, Eugene finding out—it all scared her to death.
All she could do was beg.
"Hmm..."
Lucia crossed her arms, gazing down at Vivian for a moment before leaning against some warehouse crates and crossing her legs.
"Why should I?"
"A-Anything... I'll do anything... please..."
Vivian bowed even lower, forehead nearly scraping the ground.
"Anything? Interesting choice of words. What could you possibly do for me?"
"..."
Vivian had no answer.
She had nothing.
Anything Vivian could do, Lucia could do better.
It was obvious.
The only thing that came to mind was money, but the Ursula family's pocket change probably matched House Beatrice's annual revenue.
No matter how much Vivian scraped together, it'd look pathetic to Lucia.
"...Nothing at all, huh?"
Lucia's words pierced her heart.
"Fine, then. I'll report this straight to the academy. And send a formal protest to House Beatrice too. You must've been prepared for consequences after something this sordid."
Vivian bit her lip hard.
The looks from her father, mother—and worst of all, her sister—terrified her.
She tried to hold it in, but tears finally spilled from her eyes.
"...Hic... Hic..."
"Hmm, why the tears? Makes me feel like the bad guy. Aren't you the one who did wrong?"
Lucia was right.
I was the bad one.
The wrong one.
Masturbating in the academy.
Using Eugene as the subject.
All my fault.
"No answer? Did I do something wrong?"
"Hic, n-no. You're not wrong, Lady Lucia. It's all my fault. I'm the bad one..."
"Exactly. It's all your fault."
"...Yes. I was wrong. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
"So what should I do with you?"
"...D-Do whatever you want, Lady Lucia."
Vivian sniffled her response.
She wanted to stay at the academy—no, by Eugene's side—but she didn't deserve it.
Lucia pondered Vivian's reply for a moment before speaking.
"Hmm... Fine, I'll give you one chance."
"Hic... R-Really?"
"Yeah. I've been wanting a pet lately."
"...?"
Vivian racked her brain to parse Lucia's out-of-left-field words.
"...You're really clueless."
Only under Lucia's chilling gaze did Vivian finally get it.
"Ah... I'll do it..."
—Slap!
Vivian tumbled across the warehouse floor.
Her cheek burned.
Her teeth chattered in fear.
Not just magic—Lucia's physical prowess overwhelmed her too.
Her body instantly learned its place.
"Dogs don't speak human words. Right?"
Lucia smiled sweetly as she said it.
"...Woof..."
Humiliating.
Even for a declining noble house, Vivian was still nobility.
Her upbringing forbade this—etiquette drilled into her body.
...But what humiliated her most was her pussy getting wet even now.
"...Hmm... Wet again in a situation like this?"
"...Nngh... Woof..."
An uncontrollable moan escaped as Lucia's finger touched her slit.
"...Filthy bitch."
Lucia whispered contemptuously in her ear while fingering her depths.
Vivian couldn't argue.
Her own body was lewd as hell.
"...Woof."
Lucia pulled back, satisfied, as Vivian nodded.
"That's enough for today. From now on, come running whenever and wherever I call."
"...Woof."
"Good girl. Just like that. Looking forward to our time together... Vivian."
Vivian nodded, seeing her reflection in Lucia's blue eyes.