Desire Survey

Aside from the first question, the questions were more ordinary than I thought.

– What is your favorite hobby? – Winning against others.

– What do you usually do when you’re stressed? – Bubble bath. A light massage from the maid.

– What is most important to you? – Family, my house, and myself.

– Is there anything you cannot tolerate? (Yes / No) If you selected Yes, please answer the following question. – Yes.

– What cannot you tolerate? – Insulting the Silvesta family, ignoring me.

There were many routine questions.

After answering the questions one by one, the routine questions were almost over.

And then came the real questions.

– What is your preference? (Heterosexual / Homosexual / Other)

“They even ask this?”

She circled heterosexual as if it were obvious.

– You selected Heterosexual, what is your preference? (Older man / Younger man / Same age or peer)

“……”

It was a difficult question.

Helen had never really thought about her taste in men until now.

“Um… Teacher, what should I do if a difficult question comes up?”

Max, who was seriously tinkering with the magic circle, looked at her and said.

“Then think about it seriously. It doesn’t matter how long it takes until you reach a conclusion.” “Really?” “Yes.”

Max focused on the magic circle again.

Helen quietly watched Max. His serious eyes as he silently worked on the magic circle. The sharp jawline revealed when he lifted his head. The muscles revealed on his slightly rolled-up wrist. And the lower abs revealed under his shirt every time he lifted his arm.

He was a mage, but he had a body as good as a knight; she wanted to ask why he was in such perfect shape.

A mage with perfect intellectual abilities and a body with perfect physical abilities.

“Hmm, I think that’s about right.”

She didn’t feel even a little bit of attraction to a man who was lacking. Because a lacking man can’t protect her.

Even if he can’t protect her, he has to be a man who can protect himself to be worth looking at.

An older man with a moderate age difference. If he was to be someone she could rely on, someone the same age or younger would be difficult.

– You selected Heterosexual, what is your preference? (Older man / Younger man / Same age or peer)

She carefully drew a small circle on older man.

“Good.”

There were still a few more questions left.

Questions continued to list her preferences for the other person’s appearance, personality, and other physical and psychological conditions.

– In what situations do you get excited? (The more detailed you are, the more helpful it will be.)

A somewhat explicit question came at her more directly than the first one.

What kind of state makes me excited? Now we’re getting to questions like this.

But perhaps because of the intense first question, she read the question rather calmly.

Excitement.

She recalled. Slowly, as Max said, until an image came to mind. Of course, given her personality, she absolutely couldn’t stand losing to someone else.

‘I have to win no matter what.’

She imagined herself crushing Max. Helen felt a brief sense of satisfaction at the sight of him declaring defeat to her. She also felt a deep sense of satisfaction at the sight of him never daring to look down on her again. However.

It wasn’t exciting. Rather, the excitement soon faded.

Like other mediocre men, he became boring.

‘He doesn’t like me winning?’

No. That can’t be right?

Crushing and winning against others was her specialty. It had always been that way.

In fact, didn’t she write it down at the very beginning?

That she liked winning against others the most.

‘He doesn’t like this?’

No. It’s not that he doesn’t like it. It’s just a short-lived gratification.

“Could it be…”

Helen, recalling a previous memory from the illusion, imagined the opposite.

Max tormenting and crushing her…

“Eek!”

Without realizing it, she shuddered and drew her legs together.

“Lady Helen, what’s wrong?” “Oh, oh? Ah, it’s nothing.”

I must be crazy. Do I really get excited about losing? Me, of all people?

I’m Helen, the precious princess of the Silvesta family.

‘Get a grip.’

Helen pulled herself together.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t forget the excitement she had felt just now.

‘Is it real…?’

She closed her eyes and imagined a different scene.

But what came to mind was.

– You didn’t do your homework properly again today. Is that how an academy student should act? You’ll have to take supplementary classes. – If you’ve entered the magic department, you have to get good grades. But your grades are too poor. Let’s start supplementary classes. – Do you think that’s enough exercise? You’ll have to take supplementary classes. Today is stretching and cardio.

They were different versions of Max. Teacher Max, scolding her.

Gulp.

She swallowed and wrote, trembling.

– When I imagine being trampled on and defeated. When I feel defeated by the image of an instructor telling me to take supplementary classes because my grades are not good enough, I feel a slight excitement. I face a problem that I cannot solve, and I get excited when I am scolded by the teacher who gave me the problem. My body twitches when I am called stupid.

It was a blow to her pride, but she couldn’t lie. Lying about something like this would be even more humiliating.

– You have fallen into a world where you have no choice but to be honest about your sexual desires. You must do at least one thing you like the most. What action do you like?

Helen bit her lip.

An explicit question. But having come this far, turning back was not an option.

Okay. Now that it’s come to this, I’ll answer honestly.

– I like being scolded for my grades and eventually being punished. Leaving marks on my body that no one else has touched, not even my father.

Her face turned as red as a tomato.

– Last question. Answer only if you answered that you are a virgin. – Is it okay to lose your virginity with this act? (Yes / No)

As soon as she saw the question, she looked up at Max.

“T-Teacher, you, what is this?” “Judging by your reaction, you’ve seen the last question. Please answer that honestly as well. The actions in reality will change depending on your answer.” “…What happens if I write that it’s not okay?” “We won’t touch that part. All of this changes according to the user’s wishes.”

Helen, fidgeting, asked.

“What did Yuris answer?” “She said no. I have to be honest too.” “I see.”

Helen circled ‘no’ with a trembling hand. She had an internal conflict about whether to change it to ‘yes’, but she didn’t want to lose her virginity over something like this.

“It’s all done.” “Thank you for your hard work. Please rest for a moment. I’ll modify the magic circle based on the survey.” “Are you starting right away?” “We change the settings for each customer. If you want, we can start right away, or we can postpone it to later.”

Helen put off saying she would do it later. She was curious. How her answers would manifest.

“Okay. Then I’ll wait.” “Would you like to change into the clothes provided by our store?”

They were baggy clothes with the words ‘Hallucination Screening Room’ written on them. The material was high-quality, but the design was terrible. It was a slightly shabby outfit for a noble lady to wear, but Helen, who had worn it once, knew how comfortable it was. The feel was soft, and it was an outfit that you didn’t have to worry about getting dirty.

Then.

“I’ll wear it.” “Good. Then please take a shower while I set up the magic circle.” “…Okay.”

She took the clothes and glanced at Max as she headed to the shower room.

He was reading the survey as calmly as she expected. He didn’t seem to be excited at all while reading the survey.

‘Am I weird? Why is he so calm?’

Or am I not sexually attractive? That’s a little upsetting.

‘Come to think of it, he left me alone when I was caught in the hallucination last time too.’

Could it be…

He really doesn’t find me attractive?

That can’t be right.

She went into the shower room, bothered by a strange wound to her pride.

Helen didn’t know.

‘She likes being dominated by older men? Even a teacher…? She wants to be scolded for being stupid?’

The fact that Max was very surprised by Helen’s unexpected tastes.

‘Wait a minute, a teacher who presents unsolved problems, that doesn’t mean she’s talking about me, does she?’

And also the fact that Max’s consciousness was gradually being reflected in the magic circle.

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He was somewhat surprised by Helen’s unexpected tastes, but he registered the magic circle normally.

He added a slight arrangement to the situation of being scolded for her grades, which was the taste she wanted, and for not doing well.

The basic setting was the academy she attended. After all, it would be better to have a place with a similar background to the existing hallucinations.

‘The previous data research was also helpful.’

However, the main character has changed.

Originally, according to Yuris’s taste, the protagonist was Aison Propard, the last in the class hierarchy, a loser, because of the setting that a pathetic existence is defeated by unexpected power.

‘I think she wants to be dominated by an older man who has an advantage over her.’

I set it as an older instructor.

If I put my appearance in it, it might seem too impure, so I created a fictional character based on the information that she would find attractive.

It definitely worked for Yuris, so it will work well for Helen.

Being subjected to secret acts under the guise of supplementary classes.

As I did with Yuris, I was going to take Helen to where she wanted to go through physical pressure and pseudo-sensory experiences.

‘The setting is all done. The rest of the fantasy will unfold according to Helen’s desires.’

My role there is to add external factors to help her immerse herself a little more, and to play the role of the other person.

“Are you done?”

Helen, who came out after a long shower, changed into a loose, light purple round shirt, which is the uniform of our store.

“Yes. You can sit here. When the magic circle is activated, the scene you want will unfold naturally.” “I don’t doubt the teacher’s skills.”

She sat down without hesitation.

“I wrote it based on the survey that Helen filled out, so you can think of it as being full of your tastes.”

She sat down and looked up at me and asked.

“Isn’t there a test this time?” “A test… This time it’s a test. First, just enjoy it.” “…Okay.”

Huh?

Why does she seem disappointed?

After confirming that Helen was seated, I snapped my fingers.

And at that moment, the magic circle began to activate.

Whoosh!

Her surroundings were enveloped in light.

Helen’s surroundings must have changed.

Shall I start working now?

“Huh?”

***

“…It’s the academy.”

Helen, looking around at the familiar surroundings, felt somewhat disappointed with the same background.

I thought it would be a little different, but it’s more or less the same.

“It might be disappointing.”

That’s what she was thinking as she looked around.

“Helen, why aren’t you going into the lecture hall?”

She turned around at the familiar voice.

“Oh? T-Teacher?”

There, Max, wearing glasses, was standing with a thick book in his hands.