Ch.287Side Story: A Day During Final Exams

The time for final exams was steadily approaching. Bellium Academy was once again entering an atmosphere where academic passion burned brightly.

Though the curriculum for certain subjects had undergone major changes, the students were quick to adapt to the modified lectures and assignments, being capable of finding optimized study methods on their own.

“It’s a shame there are no cherry blossoms here. Watching everyone frantically preparing for exams while enjoying cherry blossoms would be the real fun.”

And there was a place slightly removed from this burning academic fervor—our club, known as the gathering place for Bellium Academy’s power players.

“Haven’t you come too far just to see cherry blossoms? It’s the second semester finals right now.”

“The weather here is similar all year round. Go north if you want to see snow, south if you want to enjoy a tropical climate. So wouldn’t it make sense for cherry blossoms to bloom year-round in the middle?”

Rosaria leisurely sipped her coffee while leaning against the windowsill. Her nun’s habit, woven with threads connecting starlight, clung tightly to her body, emphasizing her buttocks, thighs, and the side of her breast peeking out from under her armpit.

Ever since I heard she didn’t wear underwear because she felt it unnecessary, I couldn’t help but notice things—like how her nun’s habit clung much more tightly to her body than before, or how the fabric seemed to have become even thinner.

“Anyway, it’s a pity you have to take exams. Not being able to relax like this.”

“Leona, look over there. Some perverted woman is saying unnecessary things.”

*Cough*. Rosaria choked on her coffee upon hearing those words. She wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

“I don’t want to hear that from you, Latina.”

“I have nothing to be ashamed of, so I’m fine. I’m Latina, who doesn’t put on any pretenses.”

“…We don’t need to study anyway.”

“There are people among us who do need to study. You have absolutely no consideration. You’re just someone who only cares about your own pleasure. You’re overflowing with lust. You’re clearly not a holy maiden but a different kind of ‘holy maiden’ altogether.”

While everyone here—myself, Leona, Latina, and Rosaria—had our own reasons for not needing to take exams, the same couldn’t be said for others.

Laura had gone to take her exams to maintain her perfect record of being top of her class until her final semester, and Priscilla was taking hers because, well, she had to.

Elysiere needed good grades to continue staying at the academy, and Carna, who had transferred to the academy with Ciel, had to open her textbooks despite being a Royal Guard member, as no exceptions could be made.

I suppose we should be thankful that all practical subjects were automatically passed. Royal Guards would have been trained countless times in real combat situations, after all.

“They’ll all do fine on their own. They’re not the type to slip up in situations like this. That’s how much I believe in them.”

It’s not entirely a lie. It’s probably 20% trust that they’ll definitely pass regardless of teasing, and 80% superiority from not having to take exams herself.

“I’m not sure if it’s really because of trust. Actually, I think you’re secretly happy that your competitors are busy, giving you more time with Miss Mira—”

“Hey! Are you going to keep this up?!”

Having lost her patience, Rosaria pointed an accusatory finger. Latina received the gesture with a shameless face. Leona, caught in the middle, smiled awkwardly.

“…Still, I do feel a bit guilty. Compared to you, Mira, I’m nothing special, yet I get a pass just because I’m the Hero.”

“You’re plenty strong even now. I’d bet I’m the only one at Bellium Academy who could confidently say they’d win against you in a one-on-one fight.”

I mean it. With a divine spirit right beside her, both the holy sword and Leona’s power had been significantly enhanced. She just didn’t realize it because she hadn’t had a reason to use it.

“Besides, it’s because you’re that important.”

Though the emergence of the true Holy Maiden and my own existence coming to light had somewhat diluted it, the power of the Hero’s image was still immense.

Rumors were circulating that the Demon Lord surrendered because he couldn’t possibly defeat the Holy Maiden and Hero. Nika had heard this directly from her subordinates and informed me.

Apparently, the infuriated succubi responded by capturing those spreading such rumors and draining them to the point of erectile dysfunction.

“Mira…”

Leona looked at me with sparkling eyes. Rosaria wouldn’t miss that expression.

“That’s a female in heat expression, Leona.”

“W-what?!”

Leona’s body jerked in surprise. Her face turned bright red, with even her ears flushing.

To say such things so openly—after completing her experience with Elysiere, she had clearly destroyed her brakes, having nothing to hold back anymore.

“It’s fine. Being called a female in heat isn’t something to be mocked. Rather, it should be considered a compliment.”

Latina was taking it a step further beside her.

“Being a ‘female in heat’ isn’t a title just anyone can earn. Those who plan and act deliberately don’t qualify. It’s only possible through naturally occurring behavior. So it’s a compliment.”

“Hmm, indeed… So ultimately, you have to be born with it?”

“Exactly.”

They had been bickering with each other just moments ago, but now they seemed to have changed their prey to Leona. Their faces were full of mischief.

While the two teamed up to tease Leona, she, having become the perfect example and specimen of a female in heat right before their eyes, could only flounder in confusion.

“Wow… It can go that far?”

“Yes. Leona is incredibly flexible. She can do a standing split. I was amazed when I saw her leg maintain a straight line while her knee was on Miss Mira’s shoulder. I’m genuinely impressed.”

The conversation topic had somehow shifted to discussions about bodies… how soft the lower abdomen is, how large the breasts are, how flexible the legs are, and so on.

Rosaria looked Leona up and down. She lingered on her chest for a while, stayed even longer on her thighs, then nodded.

“I guess it’s because her body has such good balance…”

“Both of you, that’s enough. You’re making her cry.”

Completely exposed, Leona clung to me, pointing at the two with her finger, begging me to do something. Seeing this, Rosaria burst into laughter, unable to contain herself.

“…She really doesn’t have much resistance to this kind of thing.”

The reason those two enjoyed teasing Leona so much was because of her satisfying reactions. Since she wasn’t very resistant to lewd talk, even a little teasing would elicit quite a response.

It was hard to draw such reactions from others. If anyone else, it would be Carna, but she was in a somewhat awkward position to tease openly.

“I’m back, Mira!”

Just as her reddened cheeks and ears had almost returned to their normal color, Priscilla returned to the club room and flew into my arms. This wasn’t a figure of speech—she literally jumped.

“How was the exam? Did it go well?”

I caught her lightly and stroked her head as I asked.

“Yes. It was easy since not much had changed.”

“That’s good.”

If knowledge based on regression became useless, even Priscilla wouldn’t be as relaxed as she was now. Fortunately, it seemed that at least the theoretical exams were almost unchanged from the original work.

“Almost all the changes were related to gates and dungeons, and everything Rosaria pointed out showed up on the exam. That was kind of amazing.”

Well, that’s because Rosaria could be considered the one who spread the concept of gates in this world.

I glanced at Rosaria. For whatever reason, she wore a proud expression. Her nose was held high, and her shoulders were raised.

“Of course. Who do you think gave you those tips?”

“You just copied it straight from Earth.”

Her expression faltered. I wonder if she realizes that while she always teases Leona for her satisfying reactions, she herself is quite vulnerable when on the receiving end.

“Just three more exams and then it’s vacation. Not long now.”

“Vacation… that’s right.”

I should probably contact Beatrice soon. Tell her to pick out a mansion and have it cleaned. Though I’m not entirely sure how things will turn out.

“Have you decided what to do during this vacation?”

Latina tilted her head.

“I heard you just had a normal vacation during summer break. This time will be… different, won’t it?”

Her gray pupils briefly turned toward Rosaria. Rosaria flinched on her own and shouted:

“What! Why, what!”

“It’s nothing. With the lustful holy maiden here, I think we could rent a mansion and stay inside for two months without any problems—”

“Are you going to keep this up?!”

Latina boldly stepped forward. Having targeted Leona earlier, she seemed to have switched her target to Rosaria now. Indeed, no one except Laura, Elysiere, or Erestica could match Latina.

“You already admitted what you did with Miss Mira. After confessing everything down to the number of loads you swallowed, I don’t understand why you’re suddenly acting embarrassed.”

“When did I ever?!”

“Th-that’s right! After fainting the first time, you begged for more! Why are you pretending to dislike it?”

“Waaah! Waaah!”

Finally finding something to counterattack with, Leona joined in with an approving expression. Rosaria covered her ears and screamed, pretending not to hear.

“In the confessional, with only your mouth showing—”

“Hey! And what about you—”

She launched her counterattack.

All sorts of perverted words were exchanged between the Hero, the Holy Maiden, and the woman once called a holy maiden in another world. The frightening part was that most of these weren’t fabrications but actual activities they had engaged in.

Priscilla and I quietly kept our mouths shut. Honestly, I couldn’t say I had no part in this, and if I jumped in, the arrows might turn toward me. Or things might take a different turn altogether.

Instead, I spent the time stroking Priscilla’s chin and head as she sat beside me. In the end, the ultimate winner was Priscilla, who received my attention for quite some time.

“…Can’t you just forget about it?”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget.”

“Ugh… I’m doomed…”

And it seemed Leona was the biggest victim of all.