If it’s the second playthrough and you’ve trained enough, you can trigger the scene where Cass blocks Cliff’s attack with one hand.
After that, the humiliated Cliff would act like any common mob villain, shouting about dueling the protagonist and then getting thoroughly humiliated in front of the whole school.
The one-month time limit is set for the second playthrough to raise the Main Heroines’ favorability.
While adventuring in the Dungeon of Cass, fighting monsters to level up, and increasing skinship… Of course, if you lose a battle, a defeat CG will trigger, so you need to be careful.
If you lose the duel, the consequences are unthinkable.
Don’t be fooled by Cliff’s upright, solid-man appearance; his trashiness is on par with Norius.
In the first playthrough, not only did he launch a sneak attack during the duel, he even broke both of Cass’s legs, grabbed Kas’s Team, and acted out a two-women-one-man scene…
“The problem is, Cass right now isn’t much stronger than I am.”
If you block Cliff’s punch but get sent flying five meters, you have to step in and take the blow yourself to avoid triggering secondary damage—if he’d hit the wall head-first, the game would’ve gone GG on the spot.
Now, it feels like I’ve forcefully pulled Cass into the second playthrough route.
Cliff dragged things out too long; the Teacher should’ve found him by now.
If Cass hadn’t withstood that attack just now and entered a conversation with Cliff, then Cliff would’ve unilaterally issued a challenge and left, with no room for the Homeroom Teacher to intervene.
Skill Seal should last about ten days or so, so Cass will have time to grow.
Provided he knows the fast way to level up.
Too weak~ No power.
Even more frustrating, not only is Cass weak, but I’m weak too.
If I’m going to save everyone from the NTR tragedy, I don’t need to be stronger than the Main Character Group, but at least reach the average.
Of course, the best would be to become the strongest.
But that also brings problems—the story could go beyond the scope of my intel, making things hard to handle.
…It’s best to micro-adjust for now. I can’t guarantee I’ll become the strongest anyway.
Even if I do become the strongest, I should try to keep things subtle. Who knows if a BUG-level Boss will spawn that I can’t deal with.
Fortunately, unlike those cultivation stories that span decades or centuries, the game ends with Cass’s high school Graduation.
If I can train Cass into a powerhouse early, I can graduate early myself, drop out, and go Home to mooch off my family.
“And the Main Heroines… I have to train them into well-rounded individuals with all virtues—so strong they can’t lose to any Yellow-haired Characters in the game.”
I have to seize the protagonist—and even more so, the Main Heroines.
OK
With the plan set, Siloque shot up like a carp.
“It hurts!”
“If your wound splits open, I still have potion left.”
“Thanks, but no!”
The road for the next three years will likely involve many encounters with the protagonist’s wives.
To keep my original intention, step one of the plan——
Is to give myself a heart-calming pill.
“Teacher Beiren.”
“Don’t call my name on school grounds. Watch out or I’ll smack you.”
Beiren turned her spinning chair to face Siloque, meeting his burning and sincere gaze.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Don’t tell me you’re about to confess to me.”
Looking closely, his skin was really pale, and his hair looked even softer than mine…
Beiren snapped out of it, blushing fiercely as her heart pounded for what was about to happen.
No! What am I expecting?!
A strange emotion swirled inside her. Beiren sensed an inexplicable familiarity from Siloque.
Yet she couldn’t quite describe what the feeling was—just that it made her itch.
“…Tsk. If your wound’s fine, go back to class.”
She couldn’t make sense of things, but somehow could predict where this was going.
Surely, it can’t be what I’m thinking…
Beiren forced herself to stay calm and took a sip of water to hide her mood——
“Beiren, I like you. I seriously like you.”
Pfft!!
The liquid in Beiren’s mouth sprayed out.
Siloque, who took the full blast, was soaked but showed no emotion:
“From the first time I saw you (in the game), every painful memory at night (heavy CG) was melted away by your presence. Everything I have was built because of you (mental support).”
“I like your pouting when you’re annoyed, your little gestures when you’re shy, the way you look when you miss your hometown, the different colors of your turtlenecks, and how body-hugging jeans look with them—I never get tired of it…”
“Wait!!!”
Beiren, face red and steaming, clapped her hand over Siloque’s mouth, but in her fluster accidentally pushed him onto the bed.
“Why—why do you know all these random details?!”
Siloque gently took her work-roughened, pale hand.
“Because I like you that much.”
The first thing Siloque did after arriving in this world was to find Beiren.
If it weren’t for the item she provided, this would probably have become an NTR scene by now…
“You… Hmph, I can’t believe you can say such nonsense with a straight face. You must say this to all the other girls too. I’m not falling for your tricks, brat.”
Damn it! I refuse to admit it! Calm down, Beiren Gewina!
I only met this guy for the first time today. I don’t even know what kind of person he is! Besides, he’s my student—a newly enrolled one at that!
He came this morning to threaten me to sell him items, then stumbled in all battered in the afternoon for treatment, and now he’s confessing like a weirdo…
From every angle, I have no reason to be moved!
Beiren pouted, and Siloque placed her hand on his chest.
“?!”
A wild heartbeat, and heat spread from Siloque’s chest into Beiren’s hand.
Siloque was also very nervous.
“I’ll only say this to you.”
Ah, it feels like my heart skipped a beat. Somehow, everything else seems unimportant…
No, that’s not it! Beiren, get a grip!
“…Sigh…”
With a heart like a rollercoaster, Beiren sat up as if she’d given up.
“This should be our first meeting today, right? What part of me are you interested in? My family doesn’t have any money, you know.”
“I already said—all of you.”
“….”
Beiren’s ears turned a little red.
“I forgot to ask—do you have a partner?”
“…Is there any point in asking that now?”
“Good, so that’s a no.”
“Wait, there was nothing in our conversation just now that proved I was single!”
“Hesitation plus answering with another question—it’s clearly guilt. And you just self-destructed by admitting you’re single.”
“Guh…You little brat who hasn’t even grown all your hair yet.”
“I’ll grow it all eventually.”
Siloque got off the bed, and Beiren immediately threw a tissue box at his face.
“Wipe it off.”
“I’m happy to drink anything Beiren spits.”
“If you won’t wipe it, I’ll do it for you!”
Fuming, Beiren grabbed a handful of tissues and wiped Siloque’s face herself.
Standing up, Beiren was a little taller than him.
The distance between them was close. Beiren bit her lip and muttered, “Why am I doing this for you…” as she begrudgingly wiped the water off Siloque.
To him, Beiren was the only white moonlight he had across twenty playthroughs.
Given a chance to meet, he’d naturally lay his heart bare and leave no regrets.
Once Siloque was cleaned up, he nodded to Beiren in gratitude.
“Beiren, you can give me your answer anytime. I’ll be visiting often.”
Beiren was about to retort, but instead held her hand to her forehead.
“…If the same patient comes to the Health Room over and over, I’ll get complaints. Go back to class.”
Siloque didn’t deny it. Pursuing Beiren was also a precaution for his future self.
Once you develop impure thoughts about the protagonist’s women, Beiren becomes a line you can’t cross.
“I’m leaving now.”
With no reply, Siloque quietly closed the door, intentionally moving slowly.
At the final moment before the door closed, his eyes met Beiren’s as she raised her head and frowned.
“…Heh.”
“!”
Beiren snatched up a pillow and hurled it hard.
***
Dragging his half-healed body, Siloque headed for the men’s restroom again.
He glanced at the bottom right of the mirror.
The time showed 11:13.
“Tomorrow… No, today, things are going to get busy.”
First, I need to find Bried.