If you were to ask what kind of person Lielman was, he was certainly a gentleman.
Not a hint of mockery or derogatory intent — he truly was a gentleman.
Friendly to others, respectful of friends and neighbors, he would help old ladies across the street — he was serious without being overbearing.
His only flaw was his belief in the Evil Demon Society.
He wouldn’t have any improper thoughts about Parenoa, nor would he lay a finger on her.
Yet, the person who personally implanted the parasite inside Parenoa’s body was also him.
Siloque had to complete the Dungeon Task and obtain the key Sacred Tool to remove the parasite from Parenoa by July at the latest.
Without taking him out, Siloque wouldn’t be able to enjoy his summer vacation in peace.
In short, Lielman was very strong; they couldn’t act rashly.
For now, ignore him and focus on completing the Dungeon Task.
Siloque returned the application form to Cass.
“Cass, do you have any impressions of this homeroom teacher, Lielman?”
“Huh? All I know about him is his full name on this form.”
“Good. Be careful when you’re in contact with him. Don’t touch a single thing he has touched. If he wants to shake hands or something, find an excuse to refuse. Tell your teammates as well.”
“Okay, no problem. Siloque, if you’re saying this, does it mean this B Class homeroom teacher is —”
Seeing Siloque purse his lips, Cass nodded in understanding.
“And then there’s Parenoa.”
“What’s wrong with her now?”
Cass’s tone sounded low, and he kicked a small stone on the ground.
Originally, Siloque wanted to ask how Parenoa’s condition seemed.
Whether she was coughing, or if the purple veins on her skin had increased.
However, Siloque’s intuition warned him that it was better not to ask further.
Cass was being moody today.
Especially when Parenoa was mentioned — even though Cass was the one who brought her up for discussion, he always seemed impatient.
Was his morning grumpiness too severe?
Seeing Cass’s secretive behavior, Siloque understood.
‘Oh, right.’
‘Cass must like Parenoa.’
‘That explains everything.’
‘His reaction when her name was mentioned.’
‘Even cursing that I’d be stabbed to death by a girl.’
‘To think he’s been so blatantly jealous all this time and I didn’t even notice!’
‘Damn, it turns out their romance started way back when they met at the movie theater!’
Siloque felt deep regret, harshly criticizing himself for wasting so many years reading Strawberry 100%.
He placed a hand on Cass’s shoulder, his gaze steady and calm.
“Sigh… Don’t worry, Cass. A friend’s wife is off-limits; I won’t make a move on her. I might be away from school for half a month, so I’ll send you a file with the rest of the precautions.”
Since Cass cared so much about Parenoa, he wouldn’t ask more.
Even if it wasn’t love at first sight, it was a secret affection.
“Huh — ? No, I didn’t… mean that…”
Cass murmured.
‘What am I doing?’
Cass couldn’t help but reflect, sighing internally.
‘Do I even have the right to judge who Siloque likes?’
‘Besides, it was just a name; was there a need for such a strong reaction?’
‘He clearly has a girl he’s dating, yet he still cares about other girls.’
As this thought flashed through his mind, Cass suddenly felt exceptionally frustrated.
‘Darn it, why am I taking such a big hit from this?’
“Honestly, I can’t stand watching you two.”
The two people present heard this third party’s voice.
Opening their eyes wide, they captured the presence of the other.
A little girl with a silver ponytail looked to be about the age of a second grade student, wearing a well-fitting black sailor uniform.
“Precure Ailulu? This outfit, the Bhikkhuni Academy uniform from the anime… No, you must be Hertanid.”
Siloque looked at Hertanid with interest.
“Oh? You’re seeing my mimicry for the first time, yet you’re not surprised at all —”
Cass picked up Hertanid and covered her mouth.
From the outside, it looked like a male high school student holding a young girl with a silver ponytail.
‘Crap! Siloque is already looking at me like I’m a criminal!’
The embarrassment instantly cleared away his previous worries.
‘Hertanid, I beg you! Don’t say anything reckless. I’ll give you as many bananas as you want, just don’t mention that I’m a girl!’
‘I know what I’m doing.’
Before Cass could let go, Hertanid’s face deformed and collapsed, sliding out of Cass’s arms and onto the ground.
Her body bounced like jelly before returning to its original form.
“What are you two whispering about?”
“Nothing! It’s nothing at all, Siloque!” Cass quickly forced a smile.
Hertanid faced Siloque with an expressionless face, yet with a hint of annoyance:
“…You, Siloque. You should show some jealousy toward the person Cass mentioned, otherwise Cass will easily get restless.”
“The person mentioned? What should I be jealous of regarding Parenoa?”
“Are you playing dumb on purpose? You should show Cass more care and affection.”
Siloque’s face darkened.
“I’m not doing that to a guy.”
“But if you don’t, whenever my host encounters a troubling matter regarding you, they like to take your photo, sit on a swivel chair, and spin around rapidly while grumbling and complaining. It’s so annoying.”
Whoosh —
Cass mobilized his Great Magic Power to forcibly retract Hertanid.
“Cass, my photo?”
Siloque’s tone sounded like a prosecutor interrogating a criminal.
‘AAAAHHHH — !!!’
Cass lowered his head and clenched his teeth, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl into it.
‘I shouldn’t have trusted you, Hertanid!’
‘What kind of “knowing what I’m doing” is this!’
‘You’re only getting one banana tonight. Don’t even think about anything else!’
“Siloque, the photo Hertanid mentioned was taken by my maid when she was stalking you before. Don’t worry, I already made her delete it. If you don’t believe me, I can show you my phone.”
‘Eh? What is happening?’
When Cass looked up again, he lied with a calmness that even surprised himself.
He swiped his phone screen and showed his photo album to Siloque.
The real photos had long been hidden in a password-locked folder labeled “Study Materials.”
Siloque didn’t even look, waving his hand:
“I’m not interested in your phone’s memory. But what’s this about complaining with my photo that Hertanid mentioned? If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me to my face.”
“There’s no such thing. The maid showed it to me,” Cass said, putting the phone away.
“She insisted on showing it to me back then. What I said was that it was too blurry to see clearly. I definitely wasn’t complaining. Hertanid misunderstood. Besides, those photos are gone now.”
Cass shrugged with a chuckle.
“Is that so…”
Siloque stroked his snow-white chin, his beautiful eyelashes drooping slightly as he fell into thought.
Thump, thump, thump —
Maintaining a fake smile, Cass’s heart pounded wildly.
Every minute and second was an agonizing ordeal.
‘Please, Siloque, don’t ask any further. I’ll really die!’
He was even more nervous than when fighting monsters in a Dungeon.
In fact, Cass would rather be fighting monsters.
“Forget it. It’s just a few photos the maid took of me, no big deal.”
“Ahaha…”
“Speaking of which, it’s the first time I’ve seen Hertanid in this form. Well, seeing how well you two get along, at least you can escape if you run into a strong enemy in battle.”
Siloque didn’t seem to intend to press further.
“I’m quite confident in battle, Siloque. Although I thought this sword might be very difficult to use when I first saw it, we’re on great terms now.”
Cass adjusted the curve of his lips into a perfect smile.
‘GREAT — !’
‘If Siloque kept digging, my heart would have exploded.’
The sweat on his back had already soaked his uniform jacket.
Afterward, Siloque returned half of the debt to him and even rarely agreed to go have breakfast together, though he requested to sit in a corner.
Unfortunately, Cass remained preoccupied with whether Siloque had truly understood what Hertanid said about the photos.
He kept making small talk incessantly, to the point that he was too nervous to taste the food while eating.
Cass decided that tonight, he would make Hertanid try on all the Precure Ailulu collaboration outfits he hadn’t let her try before.
Moreover, he would print them out and bind them into a book; otherwise, his mood would never be balanced.
***
At the end of the last class, Siloque arrived at the door of the Health Room.
He was here to say goodbye today.
He skillfully pulled open the door and walked in.
“Yo, Beiren.”
“…I didn’t see you come by during the breaks today.”
“What, did you miss me?”
Beiren pressed the Enter key, saved the document, and closed the computer.
Sitting on the swivel chair, she slid over to Siloque.
Today, she wasn’t wearing pants, but a hip-hugging skirt.
While it beautifully outlined her curves, the black over-knee socks highlighted the fair skin of her upper thighs.
Beiren stood up and hugged Siloque, causing his back to hit the door.
Forehead to forehead, belly to belly, thigh to thigh — they were so close they could count each other’s eyelashes.
“Yes, I missed you very much,” Beiren said with a wicked smile.
“…”
Siloque’s body temperature rose instead, and he shifted his gaze as if nothing were wrong.
His girlfriend held Siloque’s waist with one hand and combed through his bangs with the other, a triumphant look on her face as she regained the upper hand.
Siloque, meanwhile, secretly locked the door.
‘Although she’s been this proactive every time I’ve come lately —’
“This is too much, Beiren. Every time, you do these things that make my blood boil, yet you won’t let me make a move.”
“Hmph, this is punishment for being late. Mmph —”
Because she was so cute, Siloque couldn’t help but tighten his grip on Beiren’s back, bringing the soft, sweet warmth even closer.
“Siloque, are you touching my underwear?”
“Oh, you’re wearing pink lace today.”
Beiren’s face froze.
It seemed he guessed right.
“To be able to tell just from the strap… You’re really becoming more and more of a pervert.”
Beiren gave him a look of disdain as if she were looking at a bug — but even that was cute.
However, the strength of her hand wrapped around Siloque’s waist did not diminish in the slightest.
“Beiren, you look great in a skirt today. I haven’t seen you wear one normally.”
“This is just a whim; it’s not like I wore it specifically for you.”
Beiren pinched Siloque’s stomach and found that there wasn’t a trace of fat — she could only pinch a layer of skin — and her expression looked somewhat envious.
“Um, Beiren… it’s about time you let me go. I have something to tell you.”
“Ah? Oh…”
The two moved to sit on the bed.
Beiren took off her white coat while complaining:
“Even with the air conditioning on, wearing this much is still hot.”
‘Damn, the white coat is actually a bonus.’
Siloque didn’t voice his internal regret and met Beiren’s eyes.
“Beiren, I’m going on a Dungeon Task tomorrow.”
“I know. You’ll be gone for several weeks… the number of times we see each other will decrease.”
Beiren pressed Siloque’s hand:
“Remember to send me messages on LINE.”
“Definitely. I’ll message you whenever I’m free. Since we won’t see each other for a long time…”
Siloque looked directly into Beiren’s eyes, gripped her hand, and said seriously:
“Can I touch your breasts?”
“— Huh? You!!”
After a delayed reaction, Beiren’s face turned beet-red, her expression completely speechless.
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