The Witch's Heart (5.1K) (Continued)

CC was a teenager when she accepted CODE, so her body and age were forever fixed at 19.

An immortal witch...

What are you waiting for?

"Nothing."

Mahiro withdrew her gaze, picked up the pizza from the bedside table, and turned to leave the room.

"Hmph, innocent brat."

After he left, CC also noticed the scattered magenta spots on the bed sheet.

However, despite saying that, a faint blush appeared on the face of this immortal witch.

The shyness that should have been worn away by time has now miraculously revived and quietly grown in my heart!

This is inevitable.

Although her GEASS ability is to be loved, when activated, everyone around her will fall in love with her unconditionally.

But she never accepted anyone.

Even sharing a bed, even being hugged, is a first, though it may not be the most pleasant experience.

However, this witch, who was being embraced for the first time, gradually developed a strange feeling, which she herself did not realize.

"Oh, teacher, are you making breakfast?"

Sayoko was pushing Nunnally out of the car when they bumped into Yotsuba Mahiro coming out of the kitchen. The rich aroma of freshly baked pizza wafted over her delicate nose.

"Oh, good morning, Nunnally. I reheated yesterday's pizza a little. Would you like some?"

"No need, teacher, I've already eaten with Sayoko."

Nunnally shook her head, politely declining his invitation.

"That's a bit of a shame, but it's also good, eating pizza in the morning might cause indigestion."

"Um... teacher, please wait a moment."

Mahiro was Mahiro to turn and leave when Nunnally suddenly called out to him.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher, did something happen to you last night? I heard a noise coming from your room..."

No.

Mahiro smiled and replied, "But last night when I opened the window, a little stray cat suddenly ran into the room and tried to take over my bed. It took a little effort to subdue it."

"Is that so?"

Nunnally tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion appearing on her chubby face.

But in the end, she chose to believe Mahiro's words.

"Then you must be careful, teacher. If you accidentally get scratched by a cat, be sure to disinfect it immediately."

"No problem, it's just a little wildcat, how could it possibly hurt your teacher?"

When faced with Nunnally, he told a lie that wasn't quite a lie.

After all, CC really is no different from a stray cat that ran in from outside.

He had indeed been trying all night to win over the little wildcat, but she was too stubborn and refused to give up, even though her voice was hoarse.

At this moment, the defiant little wildcat is curled up on his bed.

Mahiro placed the heated pizza on the bedside table, then turned and went to the wardrobe to change her clothes.

"Hey kid, what are you going to do?"

"No, can't you use a different form of address?"

"Cannot."

"... Fine, I have to go to work in a bit. I don't want you just hanging around here eating for free."

As she spoke, Mahiro put on her coat.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he was still as handsome as ever, especially that faint smile, which was simply the finishing touch...

Okay, that was a bit of an overstatement.

But as a modified form, his appearance is undoubtedly stunning. If he were more ambitious and wanted to seduce some young girls, they probably wouldn't refuse him.

When he turned around, he found that CC had already left the bed, was sitting on the sofa wearing his white shirt, and was quietly eating pizza.

Two small, delicate feet rested on a footstool that matched the sofa. The slightly arched ankles were exquisitely beautiful, and the soles of the feet, occasionally glimpsed, revealed an alluring pink.

Perhaps feeling uncomfortable under his direct gaze, her ten beautiful cardamom buds curled up together, revealing her pink ankles, making her look quite playful and cute.

What are you looking at?

CC's amber eyes were fixed on Mahiro in front of the wardrobe.

Although she questioned him verbally, her hands never stopped moving. She slowly opened her cherry-like mouth, happily took a bite of the pizza, and put it in her mouth along with the cheese on top, chewing and savoring it slowly.

Judging solely by her eating manners, this pizza-eating witch is indeed elegant and captivating.

But he ate at a fast pace, finishing the entire twelve-inch pizza in the blink of an eye.

And her belly showed no sign of bulging at all; I really wonder where this witch ate all that pizza...

"Can't I just take a look?"

Mahiro eventually looked away and casually replied.

After CC swallowed the pizza, a fleeting glint of light flashed in her seemingly world-weary eyes, and she spoke softly:

"Your job is still the same as before, teaching those kids?"

"What else?" Mahiro shrugged, replying nonchalantly.

"I really don't understand you."

CC slowly bent one leg back, resting her cheek on it, and watched Mahiro, who was about to leave the room.

"Someone like you actually has the patience to teach them..."

"What kind of person am I?" Mahiro smiled slightly. "Besides, how else would I kill time if I didn't find something to do? And my body would get rusty too."

"Rusting...? Isn't it for those pretty girls?"

CC's tone held a strange hint of amusement, but Mahiro waved his hand dismissively.

"Let's just leave it at that, I'm going to work now~"

"Remember to bring me pizza when you come back."

"Okay, got it."

With a click, the door closed automatically, and the room returned to silence.

CC stared blankly at the closed door for a long time before slowly withdrawing her gaze. She reached for another pizza pan, took out a slice of Hawaiian-style pizza, and began to eat it in small bites.

"It tastes awful..."

She looked down at the pizza on the plate, took a bite of a piece of pineapple that had been roasted until it was soft and mushy, and gave this assessment, but the chewing motion in her mouth never stopped.

It seemed as if they weren't there to savor their favorite food, but simply to fill their stomachs.

Countless complex thoughts flashed in her beautiful eyes: joy, fear, nostalgia, worry, a touch of sadness, and a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.

It was just an ordinary, mundane conversation.

But why?

CC felt an emotion she had never experienced before welling up inside her.

She didn't know what it was, and had never experienced it before...

I just felt a slight unease, a slight flutter of excitement, and much more—something I'd never felt before.

Comfortable.

"Hey Lelouch, wake up!"

Inside the Ashford Student Council room, Student Council Milly Ashford hit Lelouch hard on the head with a paper tube made from a club report.

"Ah, what are you doing, President?"

Lelouch, whose sweet dream had been interrupted, was unaware of the specifics. He opened his sleepy eyes and muttered a complaint.

"You were asleep just now, you must have been asleep!"

Milly ignored Lelouch's complaints and continued to smash his head with the paper tube.

Milly rested one hand on the table, showcasing her long legs and beautiful figure. Her short skirt swayed slightly, revealing glimpses of her cleavage. Above her dark blue stockings were her fair thighs.

Slightly plump, yet remarkably toned due to regular exercise, these subtle contradictions create legs that are simply "legs to be admired for years to come."

Meanwhile, Mahiro, who was Mahiro in the Student Council room, watched this scene with great interest, a slightly amused smile playing on his lips.

As a teacher, he shouldn't be in the Student Council.

However, Ashford insisted on giving him a position as a Student Council advisor, especially since he looked young and had a very easygoing personality.

As a result, the Student Council members not only did not reject him in the slightest, but Milly, as the president, also warmly welcomed him.

So, his office was moved to the Student Council area.

"Hey, I saw you smirking!"

Lelouch turned his head and looked at Mahiro, who was watching the show, and said with dissatisfaction, "As your instructor, are you just going to stand by and watch President Milly run rampant?"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Mahiro raised a finger towards Lelouch and waved it, making a clicking sound.

"Lelouch, there are two things you've got wrong."

First of all, I wasn't chuckling; I was laughing openly and honestly.

Secondly, Milly was not lawless; she was exercising her legitimate rights as Student Council to help me, as a teacher, discipline unruly students.

After all, I didn't let you skip class to gamble on chess time and time again; even getting excused was done by Shirley."

Mahiro spoke slowly and deliberately.

Meanwhile, Shirley, sitting next to Lelouch, puffed out her cheeks and glared at him while Lelouch in:

"The teacher is right, Lulu, you should be punished properly for always gambling on chess!"

But when she looked at Mahiro, her cheeks couldn't help but flush red.

Every time Lelouch class, it was she who went to Mahiro leave. After it happened so many times, even she felt embarrassed.

I feel like I'm being treated like a nanny, and it's all Lulu's fault!

"Yes, Shirley is right. And Lulu, this is your karma for abandoning me and running away yesterday."

Rivalz gave Lelouch a rather resentful look, and his words were like those of a woman confined to her Lelouch, sending chills down one's spine.

If it weren't for the fact that Rivalz's sexual orientation is normal, and Lelouch's complete lack of interest in romance, one would probably think that the two of them were having an affair.

However, even in the bustling environment of the Student Council, there is still a quiet corner.

There's a computer in a corner near the Student Council.

A young girl was sitting in front of a computer, operating it. The experimental simulations displayed on the screen were completely incomprehensible to her.

"Nina Einstein..."

That's the name of the girl with the unfashionable double braided ponytails and round-framed glasses.

However, her surname is very prestigious— Einstein, representing the most brilliant and top-notch mind.

And Nina certainly deserves that name.

Not only was he extremely proficient in physics, but he also used such simple and rudimentary equipment to deduce and manufacture a real strategic weapon—an antimatter bomb.