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“Yu— no, Unni… Do we really have to go this far?”

“Of course. And it suits you incredibly well. Don’t you trust my skills?”

“I, I don’t mean that…”

Yurias pulled down her skirt hem with her hand. It was much shorter than the skirts she usually wore. Her flushed face clearly showed her embarrassment. Her steps slowed, hesitant, and she hurried after her older sister.

Narias’s pace wasn’t fast either. Even usually, she was relaxed. She wasn’t often pressed for time, and she was inherently easygoing.

Today, she was even brighter. As if something good had happened, she spread her arms, catching the breeze and enjoying the sunny weather. When she saw wildflowers blooming by the roadside, she stopped to savor their fragrance. The reason for this change in emotion was known only to her.

Thump-

Narias suddenly stopped. Yurias, following behind, also halted. Yurias, clueless, stared at her sister’s back. Her expression was slightly anxious, and she hunched her shoulders.

Grin-

The corners of Narias’s lips curled upwards.

“They came, as expected.”

“Yes…? Came? What do you mean…?”

Thud- Tap-tap-

There was no need for explanation. Masked assailants, one after another, appeared around them. They all exuded an unsettling aura. This was Yurias’s first time in such a situation, so she was extremely tense, clutching tightly to her sister’s hem.

Whoosh-

Narias drew upon her Aether.

“Who sent you?”

“You don’t need to know. Die!”

A thick magical energy spread. Narias donned her Muyeong armor and wielded her Muyeong sword. She deployed an Aether barrier to protect Yurias. In an instant, all preparations were complete.

Swish- Swish-swish!!

Against the shadows that spread and enveloped them like a net, she swung her sword widely. A line was drawn across the sky. Without stopping, she drew a second line.

After a moment, dozens of lines surrounded Narias.

Muyeong Sword, Fourth Form: Heaven’s Opening.

Ripping through the darkened sky, a pure white sword strike appeared.

Clang—!!

The insect-like figures were caught in the spiderweb-like sword strikes. They were torn into small pieces in the dense gaps. The spurting blood did not stain anyone’s clothing. The Aether barrier had acted like an umbrella, blocking the magical energy and flesh.

Narias tore through the barrier and looked around.

“Whew… Mission accomplished. The Knights will handle the cleanup, so let’s go quickly.”

“Uh… Yes? Yes, understood…”

She acted so naturally. As if nothing had happened, she dispelled her Aether and resumed walking along the school path. There was even a sense of elegance in her mannerisms.

This whole situation was incredibly strange and frightening to Yurias. A life-threatening situation? She wasn’t unfamiliar with them. But Narias reacted as if she’d lived on a battlefield. In some ways, it was even awe-inspiring.

The two of them walked towards the academy. As planned, they went to the Student Council President’s office.

…

The atmosphere amongst the female students was bright and cheerful, while the Duke Darius’s office was at the opposite extreme.

“…”

The Duke lay slumped in his chair, half-dazed. He was so mentally disoriented that he couldn’t even hold himself upright.

He was shocked by the two powerful enemies he had faced. If the identity of the White Ghost wasn’t Princess Narita, then where had it come from? And suddenly, in this situation? Things didn’t always go smoothly for him, but today was a different level.

He was facing a wall. He didn’t even have the energy to get angry. The Duke just stared blankly.

‘…This wasn’t in the prophecy.’

The prophecies had rarely been wrong. Those who had created these twists were always strong individuals who defied fate. Duke Darius himself couldn’t defy fate. He had always been at the mercy of it.

A soldier entered the office.

“…Reporting. We just recovered the bodies of three named individuals.”

“Their condition… how is it?”

“There are no problems for conducting the ritual. However…”

“…The losses won’t end there.”

When Duke Darius was in a bad mood, the soldiers who conveyed reports usually became corpses. Today too, the soldier entered the office with half-resolve and half-resignation.

“Yes… The central hub, Fortress, wasn’t attacked, but thirty outlying branches have been hit in the past week. The scale of casualties among general soldiers and supplies… has exceeded half the total.”

“…Is that so.”

“…”

The soldier squeezed his eyes shut. When he had to deliver such bad news, he felt death approaching. As always, the merciless blade was about to butcher him.

But nothing happened.

“…?”

“That’s a level we can easily recover from. The wealthy don’t get flustered over a little loss of money. Don’t be nervous.”

“…Yes.”

The Duke rose from his seat, his expression stiffening. His steps as he left the office lacked any strength. His retreating figure, disappearing somewhere, was like that of a defeated soldier.

Duke Darius arrived at the altar of the resurrection ritual.

Two bodies. A male corpse with dismembered limbs, and a female corpse withered like a mummy. Neither was in good condition, but the most important part was still there.

‘…The soul.’

There are rituals using magic that destroy the soul. If the White Ghost had used such a ritual, even a resurrection ritual using the blood of a demon wouldn’t work. He felt it was fortunate.

“…But it can’t only be seen that way.”

Whether their souls were destroyed or they were eaten alive, leaving no corpse behind, there were also victims. リュド・프리스・다리우스. Duke Darius’s own son.

Of course, even though he was his own son, he wasn’t treated like a human. Compared to Jane, he lacked everything, and the fact that he had to be made the successor sometimes felt shameful. For Duke Darius, Ljude’s death was akin to having a treasured vessel stolen.

While having these thoughts, preparations for the ritual were completed. He submerged the corpses in the pond filled with the demon’s blood and infused it with magical energy.

Slip- Swish-swish-

Soon, a naked male and female pair rose, covered in red blood.

***

Swoosh-

He emerged from the deep darkness. Using shadows as a kind of shortcut, he had instantly moved to a predetermined point.

It was a teleportation magic using [Shadow Dominion]. It required the use of magical energy, so it was a bit uncomfortable, but aside from that, it was a more useful technique than [Teleportation] using Aether.

The familiar sight of the Student Council President’s office spread before his eyes. People adapt, and having served Frederica for several weeks, he had become quite familiar with this place.

‘Soon, it will be my room.’

He could see the future. The moment the President’s office transformed into his personal quarters. As a place guaranteeing personal privacy, whatever he did here wouldn’t leak out.

The things he wanted to do already sprang to mind. Secretary Yuri under the desk, Aspi, the naked bodyguard, my personal bathroom, Nix, etc. Since it was only imagination, he indulged in his fantasies without restraint, being as vulgar as he could possibly be.

“Kukuk-”

Just imagining it made him happy.

He reclined on the soft guest sofa. Even though he didn’t want to show it, he must have been tired. Sleepiness began to creep in, making him truly want to sprawl out.

‘Later, I should get a sofa that can transform into a bed.’

He didn’t bother to think any further about what he would do on it.

Click-

As if summoned, the door opened and two women entered.

“Wh- who are you…!!”

One was my beloved Yuri.

“Oh, Unni. You’re already here?”

The other was someone who looked exactly like me.

“Wh- what, Unni…? Then, that’s really…”

“You can tell just by looking, can’t you? Professor, are you really unable to recognize someone based on a slight change in appearance?”

“Wh- where do you see a slight change-!!”

Yuri threw off her wig. A clump of brown hair fell to the floor carelessly, revealing long, red hair underneath.

There was no hiding it. The Yuri before him was Lulu in disguise. If you looked closely, their features were clearly different, but with her unique makeup, she had become a convincing Yuri. Moreover, their facial shape and body type were quite similar. They could even have a contest to see who was more demure about their breasts and hips.

“O-oh, it’s been a while… Narita-nim.”

“Yeah. The academy uniform suits you quite well, too.”

“Th-thank… you… Hng…”

Lulu blushed and lowered her gaze. Her shy appearance was something I never tired of seeing, but seeing it occasionally made the stimulation double.

With her light makeup, Lulu didn’t look out of place even as a first-year academy student. It felt like a lie that she was already in her thirties. She wasn’t just undeveloped, she was ageless—a true elf.

“And that woman there… She’s unremarkable.”

“That’s probably because you see me every day. Objectively speaking, you’re prettier than me, Unni?”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Thanks, Yuri.”

“With something like this… Unni’s heart is already in my palm.”

Long brown hair, a straight nose and a smooth jawline. Breasts about to burst and hips like clubs. The well-toned arms and legs could be considered the ideal form of a woman.

‘Hmm… Maybe I should nerf my appearance a little? What if it makes the girls feel inferior.’

I almost said that. I stifled a chuckle and approached Yuri, who looked like me.

Yuri and I have quite different body types. We differ in height by almost 20 centimeters.

“Ugh… but this is more uncomfortable than I thought.”

What enveloped Yuri’s body was Timuru, a strengthened slime reinforced with Aether. A shape-memory slime. It was molded to replicate my body and draped over Yuri’s body.

In other words, a slime bodysuit.

“It is a little stuffy, isn’t it?”

“No, I can tolerate that… But there are two things I find hard to bear. One is Unni’s body, which is so realistic it’s hard to distinguish…”

Narias’ thighs rubbed together. Strictly speaking, it was only the slime touching, but my [Clairvoyance] saw through it to the Yuri within.

Yuri was gently rubbing her thighs, grinding her pubic flesh against the slime.

“This… the squishy slime against my bare skin, it makes my mind hazy.”

“Is that so.”

I lifted the hem of the skirt and checked the situation underneath. It was my crotch, only missing a penis. But the panties were damp. My vagina; rather the opening made for ventilation, had leaked Yuri’s love fluid. A distinctly sensual female scent wafted.

“This… I need to undo this immediately.”

“P-please… Just open that part slightly…”

I tore my fake vagina of slime, as if ripping a stocking. Of course, no blood came out, and it felt like tearing thin fabric, but I had the strange sensation of a sting in my crotch.

Hot air and Yuri’s tightly closed vulva were revealed. Thankfully, she still had her legs together. If she had spread them, her vulva would have likely opened wide, spilling her love fluid like a flood.

Lulu turned around abruptly.

“He-here, you’re doing that…”

“It’s okay. No one will come.”

“Still…”

Lulu’s face was flushed, and she fanned herself with her hand repeatedly. Meanwhile, she glanced this way, tilting her head slightly. She probably has a lot built up as well.

That’s not the point. Seeing Yuri’s vulva after such a long time (about 12 hours) gave me a rush of energy. My tired body, moments ago close to sleep, was now overflowing with vigor.

Just as I was about to extend my tongue and taste Yuri’s juices…

The door to the President’s office opened and Frederica entered.

“…”

A bizarre scene was unfolding before her. Yuri with a flushed face, me with my skirt lifted, making a blissful expression, and a suspicious person licking her vulva.

Bang-

Frederica closed the door.

Click-

Then opened it again. She frowned and looked at me—or rather, at Yuri.

Bang-

The door closed again and silence followed. We adjusted our clothing and returned to a neat appearance.

Click-

The door opened, and Frederica entered. She sat in her chair in the inner part of the President’s office and rested her chin on her hand.

“…Explain.”