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Chapter 169’s content was mistakenly uploaded to Chapter 168, so I’ve completely revised the previous chapter.

Therefore, I recommend readers re-read the previous chapter.

You might have been confused by the sudden shift in perspective.

I sincerely apologize!

Chapter 169 – The Fuse

The classroom was boisterous, and my classmates’ unusually bright expressions today were striking.

There was only one reason they were so excited!

It was because the annual festival was just three weeks away.

The Solias Academy festival was a massive grand event, a day when countless nobles gathered from all over the country.

When people gather, capital gathers, and then inevitably, even more people will gather.

It was no exaggeration to say that for that one day, the largest crowd in the world would gather.

Perhaps it was the only day the academy’s needlessly vast grounds truly proved their worth?

Anyway, the classmates’ conversations were buzzing about it.

I focused on the voices coming from nearby.

“Deborah. What are you going to do during the festival?”

“Me? I don’t know. Lugia, what about you?”

“Of course, I’ll be going around with my boyfriend.”

“Oh? You got one?”

“No? I’m going to get one now.”

Our horse-dildo enthusiast, unfortunately, still didn’t seem to have a boyfriend.

On the outside, she was quite pretty and had a likable appearance, so I didn’t know why she was single. Could it be that her standards were incredibly high? There probably wasn’t any other answer besides that.

Amidst these various thoughts, just as I was wondering how loose Lugia’s hole, trained by masturbation, might be—

Slide!

The door slid open, and Sara appeared.

“Alright, everyone take your seats. We have morning assembly.”

At her low, though not cold, voice, all the children found their seats and sat down.

She immediately handed out printouts.

“First, as you all know, the festival is in three weeks. Invitations will be sent out in a few days, so if anyone has changed their address, let me know in advance. For your information, there are no classes until then.”

[Cheers!]

No matter the world, it was the same that children disliked studying.

Two weeks after the festival, it would be winter vacation. In other words, until the end of December, they could enjoy themselves to their hearts’ content without worrying about studying.

This was a kind of reward for those who had endured a year at the academy.

‘By the way, isn’t she amazing?’

I quietly admired Sara.

Just 30 minutes ago, it was still clear in my mind that she had collapsed, legs trembling, after receiving five ejaculations from me, yet she was as calm as if nothing had happened.

If I could, I’d want to pull down her pants and check right now.

Perhaps because my inner thoughts were mixed in my gaze, Sara, who had been observing the children, looked at me.

When our eyes met, her brow furrowed.

Just a moment ago, she was beneath me, moaning, so to see her react like that made my heart ache a little.

I discreetly turned my head towards the window.

“Everyone quiet! Today, our class needs to decide what we’re going to do for the festival. As you can see from the handouts, what the seniors did last year is written there, right? That should be helpful. Anyone with ideas, raise your hand one by one.”

“Me, me!”

“I have one!”

As soon as Sara threw out the bait, the children rushed forward like hyenas that had starved for three days.

The classroom instantly transformed into a stage of opportunity.

Everyone earnestly put themselves forward, trying to achieve their individual desires. Among them were both wholesome and unwholesome suggestions.

For example, something like this.

“I think a maid cafe would be good!”

“Why?”

“Because I want to try calling a stranger ‘Master’!”

“Haah… Are you serious?”

“Yes!”

“Alright. One vote for that, then.”

However, the direction was a little different from what I expected. Usually, answers like ‘I want to see the girls in maid outfits’ should have come out, but for such words to come from a girl’s mouth was unexpected.

She must have harbored such thoughts normally; she seems to have masochistic tendencies.

A few boys who had already noticed seemed to be targeting that friend.

‘A pretty masochistic classmate isn’t common.’

For a sadist, it wasn’t an easy condition to ignore.

At any rate, in that vortex of chaos, Sara excellently maintained a middle ground, collecting only plausible proposals and writing them on the blackboard.

The finally chosen proposals were a total of two.

Maze Escape.

Haunted House.

Both had the advantage that if they borrowed the power of Deborah’s illusion magic, they could create a much higher quality and more interesting booth.

Nevertheless, the reason the votes were split was as follows.

“The Maze Escape is too difficult, I tell you! It requires a lot of high-level magic! And how are we going to get the magic stones that go into it?”

“And does the Haunted House not cost money? Costumes and makeup costs go into it, and do you know how troublesome it is to act out each and every one of them? It’s too much work!”

To overcome the narrowness of the classroom, the Maze Escape would require securing a separate plot of land or creating variables using magic, and the cost of setting up such things was high.

And while the Haunted House might have lower magical costs, it required a lot of human effort.

As this tense situation continued, I put an end to the debate.

“Deborah. Your master also has highest-grade magic stones, right?”

“Ah, yes!”

“Can’t we borrow those?”

“Highest-grade magic stones? Hmm… I think she’ll grant it if I ask. Anyway, there are some that are just piled up and unused.”

“Right? Then we can just use these. Everyone agrees, don’t you?”

At my question, the two people who had been arguing on behalf of their sides became like a mute who had eaten honey [a proverb about being speechless].

And for good reason, having highest-grade magic stones solves all problems.

There was no separate cost for magic stones, and most importantly, highest-grade magic stones had the function of recharging their magic power if left alone, so there was no need to worry about the magic breaking off midway.

The two people quietly nodded their heads.

As the biggest problem was solved, it was naturally decided to go with the Maze Escape.

Just then, Sara slammed the podium.

Thump!

“Everyone, focus! Anyway, our class has decided on the Maze Escape. Keep that in mind, and let’s start preparing tomorrow. Deborah. Let’s go to the magic tower with Professor-nim. You have time today, don’t you?”

“Yes!”

“Good. So we’ve decided on the booth. What’s left is participation in the tournament and talent show. Is anyone going to participate?”

At Sara’s question, several students raised their hands, expressing their intention to participate.

‘A tournament….’

The tournament was literally a tournament.

Each grade would be divided, and after competing one-on-one, the winner would be engraved in the Hall of Fame along with a prize.

And though minor, it was said that an opportunity to exchange blows with student council executives or respected Professor-nims would also be given.

If I recall correctly, Skadia would definitely win this tournament.

This was nothing really to worry about.

‘I just need things to pass without incident.’

It would be perfect if the Dark Cult would just stay quiet this time.

As I was lost in all sorts of thoughts, time flowed quickly, and it became lunchtime.

As I left the classroom, Yas, Abel, Uni, and Alisa, who were waiting as expected, approached.

As was obvious, Alisa was looking at me with disapproving eyes from two steps away.

Yas put his arm around my shoulder.

“Ruan! Let’s go!”

“You guys finished early, it seems?”

“Right? Surprisingly, it was decided quite quickly. We decided to do a game booth. What did you guys decide to do?”

“Us? We’re doing the Maze Escape. Deborah is going to borrow highest-grade magic stones from the Master of the Gray Magic Tower.”

“Oh, really? That’s amazing. I definitely have to go.”

Yas grinned.

He came closer, glanced at the rest of the group, and whispered.

“Hey, they say Class 6 is doing a maid cafe.”

“A maid cafe?”

“Yeah. Don’t you have to go no matter what? Don’t you want to see it too? Uni and Alisa saying, ‘Welcome, Master~’?”

“Hmm… I do kind of want to see that.”

If she were to call me ‘Master’ with those eyes looking at me as if I were annoying her right now, I feel like it would feel incredibly strange.

Especially if she sang the omelette rice song, all my ill feelings until now would probably be washed away.

As I was having impertinent thoughts to myself, Alisa frowned and asked.

“What are you looking at?”

“Nothing particular.”

“Then turn your gaze away, won’t you?”

“Alright.”

Having been unnecessarily scolded, I quickly averted my gaze and looked at Yas, who was excited at the thought of going to the maid cafe.

“But won’t you be dead if Professor-nim Serlin catches you?”

“Nah, no way. Serlin will understand, I bet.”

“Really? I don’t think so.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. No problem.”

His confident smile looked as if he was saying this:

“-Serlin can’t defy me.”

For a mere student to treat a professor with such disdain, I didn’t know how teacher authority had fallen so low.

I shook my head and turned my attention towards other classes.

“Then what about the other classes? Do you know?”

“Other classes? Uh… Class 1 said they’re doing an ice cream shop, Class 2 an escape room, and Class 4 is selling Felicia Belmore’s photobook, I think? If you’re a man, you definitely have to go there too. Anyway, it’s roughly like that. I don’t know about the second-years either.”

“Hmm… everyone’s quite ordinary.”

“Ordinary? What on earth were you hoping for?”

I only called it ordinary because it was no different from the situation in the game, but Yas looked surprised and gave me a strange look.

As I casually ignored his gaze, I heard Uni and Alisa’s conversation from behind.

It was a topic I absolutely couldn’t overlook.

“Alisa. Are you really going to participate in the talent show?”

“Yes.”

“Then have you thought about what you’ll do?”

“…I plan to perform a sword dance.”

“A sword dance?”

“Yeah. I don’t really do anything else well besides swordsmanship. If I’m going to go out there, I should do what I’m best at. Of course, I’ve never performed a sword dance before, but I can just practice that.”

At Alisa’s casual words, I found it difficult to collect myself.

‘She’s going to participate in the talent show?’

While there was a part in the game where she participated as a group with other heroines, that was an event that only came up in the second year.

Moreover, she was alone now, wasn’t she?

I was curious what the reason was for suddenly making this decision.

It seemed I wasn’t the only one with that question.

“Why are you suddenly trying to do the talent show? Is there a reason, perhaps?”

“A reason?”

“Yes. You said you’ve never performed a sword dance. There must be a reason your mind changed, right? Could you tell me, perhaps?”

Uni was considerate so that Alisa wouldn’t feel burdened, even while expressing her curiosity.

Perhaps because Uni’s consideration felt good, Alisa smiled faintly and replied.

“Because there’s someone I want to show it to.”

“Someone you want to show it to?”

“Yes. I can’t even meet them normally. But somehow, I feel like they’ll come to the festival. I hope they’ll watch my sword dance then.”

Alisa gazed out the window with a distant gaze.

Her eyes were directed towards the sky, but her mind chased after someone else.

Uni surmised who that someone was.

“You want to show it to Eunrang, don’t you?”

“Oh, oh? W-was it that obvious?”

“A little. Probably no one else knows besides me.”

“Really? Phew… That’s a relief.”

As Alisa sighed in relief, her cheeks were tinged red like a ripe apple. That fresh glow showed her deep affection and excitement.

A bitter smile naturally formed on my lips.

‘From now on, I must not encounter her again.’

If I met her one more time, something truly irreversible might happen.

I vowed repeatedly.