Miss Est, You Wouldn't Want to... (5.5K)
But since he was able to say his name, I forgave him.
Just as the two men and their swords were silently reciting poetry, neither of them uttering a word, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.
Thump, thump, thump
The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for the people inside the house to hear.
For example, at this moment, Mahiro and Est's gazes turned to the doorway together.
"... Who is it, knocking on the door so early in the morning?"
Mahiro up Est, who was sitting on him, and placed her on the bed. As he did so, he got up to open the door.
But the moment he gripped the doorknob, something suddenly occurred to him.
"Est, could you go back first?"
"No, I want to stay by Mahiro's side."
Est's tone was different from before; it seemed somewhat resentful, as if she were muttering in a low voice, as if throwing a tantrum:
"If we go back, Mahiro will use other weapons again and won't call for me anymore."
Yotsuba Mahiro: "..."
Okay, you win.
"It's fine if you don't want to go back, but at least put on some clothes. If someone sees you like this, my life in this world is pretty much over."
"?"
Est tilted her head and slowly typed a question mark.
"I don't understand. I was wearing my clothes properly."
She was referring, of course, to the over-the-knee socks on her legs.
Mahiro couldn't help but slap his forehead hard.
He forgot.
This silly elf completely lacks the normal sense of shame that humans have; instead, she's quite bizarre, especially her obsession with her over-the-knee socks...
So he explained:
"I mean the kind that covers my whole body, otherwise my life would be ruined!"
By then, he'll probably have to destroy another world.
"...?"
Est didn't understand what he meant, but she still nodded and said:
"Learn."
Then her entire body was covered in pure white holy light, and immediately a new garment appeared on her body.
Is this okay?
"..."
Mahiro looked at Est speechlessly.
Are you doing this on purpose?
Est was wearing none other than the black, tight-fitting combat suit from the Shadow Garden.
A pure black slime corset, adorned with gilded details, clung tightly to her exquisite, delicate body.
"Don't you like it? I remember when we first met, Mahiro were dressed like this."
Est sensed his emotions and used the head tilting move on him again.
It's not that it looks bad, but rather that it suits the outfit perfectly, especially the combination of purity and black, which even gives off a sense of transgression.
But the question is, can you even wear this on the street?!
Thump, thump, thump
Just then, the knocking sounded again, as if urging them on.
"They're here! They're here!"
Mahiro replied towards the door, then quickly whispered to Est:
"Change it to something more ordinary!"
"Learn."
This time, Est changed into the school uniform of the Midgar Royal Spellsword Academy.
Seeing this, Mahiro finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.
Then I pressed the doorknob and opened the door.
Good morning, Teacher Mahiro.
Such a greeting came from outside the door.
Claire got up very early today.
Following the instructions in the book, Claire began preparing lovingly packed lunches.
Because they are single dorm rooms, and some Student Council bring servants to school, the dorm rooms are also equipped with facilities such as kitchens, so they can be said to be fully equipped.
However, during the creation process, Claire gave herself a lame excuse. "[It's all to punish that sadistic teacher, definitely not out of love or anything.]" before she even started.
However, it must be said that although it was my first time cooking, the finished product turned out quite well.
At least in terms of appearance, there are no problems at all, the color matching is perfect, and there is not a single flaw.
I just don't know how it tastes.
Claire didn't even taste it; she simply put the food into a box.
Then he left the dormitory and went straight to the teachers' dormitory, which was a few streets away.
After finding out where Mahiro lived, they went straight up to the third floor.
As she stepped up the stairs, Claire felt her heart pounding for some reason.
This is the first time I've ever felt this way!
But stubborn as she was, she wouldn't care about any of that and went straight to the only resident on the third floor.
Then he knocked on the door.
Thump, thump, thump--
There was no response.
Thump, thump, thump--
"They're here! They're here!"
The sound came from inside the room, but it sounded a bit strange.
Just as Claire was wondering what was going on, the door opened.
Claire smiled subconsciously as well:
Good morning, Mahiro...???
The person who opened the door was not Yotsuba Mahiro, whom she had been expecting, but the maid who was responsible for cleaning the room.
"Are you looking for Yotsuba Mahiro- sama?" the maid asked politely.
"Hmm, where is he?"
"Since Yotsuba Mahiro- sama, she has already left the dormitory."
"... So early?"
Claire furrowed her delicate eyebrows slightly.
There's still about an hour before school starts.
Is that sadistic teacher really that diligent?
When I used to teach her, she would always arrive right on time; she never came early.
As it turns out, Yotsuba Mahiro is indeed that diligent.
He was currently sitting in a private compartment of the VIP carriage of the train, enjoying breakfast with Est.
On the opposite side, the pink-haired beauty Sherry was sitting there, her hands gently caressing herself between her thighs, which were encased in black stockings, with a shy expression on her face.
It was she who took Mahiro away early that morning.
That's why Claire missed her target.
Chapter 196 Miss Est, you didn't want this either... (5.5K)
"Um... Mahiro- sensei, what do you think of the taste?"
"Mmm, very good, delicious!"
As the train rumbled and swayed slightly, Mahiro sipped his coffee after breakfast and responded with a smile.
"Very good..."
Sherry breathed a slight sigh of relief; the anxiety that had been hanging over her finally subsided.
Stare--
"Alas!"
Feeling a gaze upon her, Sherry tensed up and slightly turned her gaze away, only to see the silver-haired beauty staring intently at her.
Stare--
"Um... Mr. Mahiro, who is this...?"
"Ask her..."
When suddenly asked about Est's identity, even he couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
How can this be explained?
At first, Sherry didn't pay much attention to the girl's identity, thinking she might just be a relative of Mahiro or something.
But now...
It doesn't seem to be the case.
So Sherry also prepared to listen carefully with a serious expression.
"Her... uh... she's my distant cousin, her name is Est."
"So she's Mahiro- sensei's sister..."
Sherry smiled sweetly and extended her hand to Est, saying, "Hello, Miss Est, my name is Sherry Barnett, and I'm a student of Professor Mahiro."
However, Sherry's outstretched hand was not grasped.
Est sat down next to Mahiro, stared at her for a few seconds, then gently shook her head and said:
"She's not my sister, Mahiro is my master."
As she spoke, she hugged him tightly, her face expressionless.
"Master? Huh?... Huh?! Master-Master-Master?!!!!"
Belatedly realizing what was happening, Miss Sherry was so frightened that she stammered, and it was unclear what she had imagined. Her face flushed bright red, and she looked like a steampuffed elf with mosquito coil-like eyes.
It looks like my brain is overloaded...
The fact that it could overload the brain of the kingdom's top strategist is rather terrifying.
Even Mahiro couldn't help but cover his forehead and slump into his seat.
I'm so tired. The world... it's probably best to just let it end...
Fortunately, there was only one witness, and due to the privacy of the private room, it was impossible for a fourth person to hear it.