Vellandelle walked down the street with Rosasys, dazzled by all the novel desserts and dishes.
She lowered her head and pulled out all her possessions: one gold coin, fifteen silver coins, and three copper coins.
She glanced at the menu prices again.
“Honey Strawberry Cake, price: 10 silver coins”
“Dark Chocolate Mousse Cake, price: 10 silver coins”
“Summer Honey Refreshing Tea, price: 3 silver coins”
“……”
This is daylight robbery!
They’re all so expensive, how is anyone supposed to eat?
But looking at Rosasys’s expectant gaze, Vellandelle couldn’t resist and still went ahead to buy a small strawberry cake for five silver coins for Rosasys.
“Big sister is the best, love you, big sister.”
Rosasys stood on tiptoe and kissed Vellandelle on the cheek.
Vellandelle’s face turned red in an instant.
She looked at Rosasys, who blinked innocently.
Rosasys was getting bolder now.
When they first met a few days ago, she was still so shy, but now it seemed she didn’t even remember how to spell the word ‘shy.’
“Big sister, you eat first.”
Rosasys scooped a spoonful and held it out to Vellandelle.
She glanced at the cake, then at Rosasys, and accepted the kindness.
“Mm, little sister is so thoughtful. You can have the rest. Big sister doesn’t like this kind of thing.”
“Got it, big sister.”
Rosasys happily began eating the cake.
Other than the time her grandmother bought her cake when she was little, she had never tasted something so delicious.
So she had longed to eat such a delicious cake again.
She didn’t expect big sister to fulfill that wish for her.
Vellandelle smiled gently and withdrew her gaze from Rosasys, licking her lips, still savoring the taste.
“Don’t rush, let’s leave after you finish eating.”
“Mm, mm.”
Vellandelle spoke, then suddenly sensed something was wrong.
It was the feeling of being watched.
A Succubus’s sensitivity wasn’t just physical—their perception was sharp too.
So, she could sense certain deliberate gazes.
She abruptly looked up in one direction.
It was a loft.
As Vellandelle looked over, the curtains were drawn, preventing her from confirming who had been spying on her.
“Evening Café.”
Her eyes landed on the sign on the first floor.
Was that person watching her from the second floor of the café?
She could sense normal gazes because of her outstanding appearance—she often attracted glances, but those were mostly appreciative or admiring.
The gaze just now, however, carried scrutiny.
“Who could it be?”
“……”
At that moment, in a private room on the café’s second floor, a girl with deep brown hair pulled the curtain shut.
Her actions drew confusion from the girl beside her.
“Miss Seleste, why are you closing the curtains? Isn’t it pleasant to enjoy the view while sipping coffee?”
It was clear—the person who had been watching Vellandelle just now was Seleste.
She shook her head calmly and spoke.
“I just saw someone unusual, that’s all. Didn’t Saintess say you wanted to discuss important matters with me? I think it’s safer to close the curtains.”
“Mm, that’s true.”
Eniya lifted her coffee and tasted it gently.
“But Saintess, aren’t you a bit strange? What happened to your eyes? Why are you wearing a bandage?”
A white silk ribbon circled Eniya’s eyes, making the already dignified Saintess appear even more holy.
“It was the inspiration from that Succubus. I thought adding a little covering to the face would look better.”
“Uh, all right.”
“Let’s get back to business. The Prophecy of the Gods’ Fall…”
“Go ahead.”
Seleste sat across from Eniya.
“In the Prophecy, the Avenger bearing the Blood of the Banshee will use Forbidden Magic to bring destruction upon the world and cause the downfall of the gods. And you, Miss Seleste, are the sole savior.”
“……”
***
After that, Vellandelle took Rosasys to the Teaching Area.
The Teaching Area was more interesting than she had imagined—there was Horsemanship Class, where students galloped on horses around the field.
Alchemy Class, Magic Theory Class—students working on alchemy and potions, which was indeed fascinating.
She and Rosasys strolled around for a day, and roughly decided which classes they wanted to take.
“Big sister, what courses do you want to choose? I want to be with you!”
“No, this is very important. Little sister can’t be careless, you have to choose carefully, understand?”
“But!”
“No buts. Don’t you want to get stronger? Do you want big sister to protect you forever?”
“I understand…”
Rosasys nodded.
After that, they discussed and finalized their future classes.
Vellandelle chose: Magic Class, Magic Theory Class, Combat Class, History Class, Dessert Course.
All chosen based on her needs—the last, Dessert Course, was mainly a leisure class with Rosasys.
Aurora Academy had many classes, some quite peculiar.
Rosasys chose: Magic Class, Swordsmanship Class, Horsemanship Class, Geography Class, Sweets Course.
Having decided on the classes, Vellandelle felt a small sense of anticipation for the days ahead.
Even though the courses here were a bit fantastical, at least she could experience campus life once more.
“Big sister, it’s getting late. Let’s find a restaurant here for dinner?”
“Mm.”
Vellandelle nodded, praying in her heart that the food wouldn’t be so expensive.
The two wandered Commercial Street for half a day and found that the restaurants grew pricier the further they went.
The two poor girls exchanged glances—all was understood without words.
Their stomachs growled, and finally, they found a reasonably priced eatery in a small alley.
‘Restaurant’ might be the wrong word—‘diner’ was more appropriate.
Inside, many students sat together.
From their manner and conversation, it was clear that, like them, everyone here was a poor student.
When Vellandelle and Rosasys walked in, many students looked up.
It was rare to see such pretty girls eating in a remote place like this.
Girls tended to be picky, and most students who made it to the Academy were royal princesses; even attractive commoners were usually chased after or sponsored by wealthy students.
“Ladies, what would you like to eat?”
A young waiter approached politely.
Vellandelle pointed directly to the items on the sign at the door.
“Two servings of rice, with ham and pork chops, and two servings of grilled lamb!”
“Very well, please have a seat. I’ll prepare your food right away.”
The waiter nodded, jotting down their order.
He wasn’t surprised by how much they ordered—after all, in a fantasy world, the stronger you were, the more energy you needed.
Vellandelle slumped on the table, pondering how to make money.
She had previously relied on donating blood to Seleste, who would give her some compensation.
Now that Vellandelle was gone, there was no more opportunity for that.
“Big sister, I think we need to get part-time jobs!”
“I think so too… Otherwise, we won’t survive at the Academy…”
Vellandelle sighed.
They had to endure a bit longer—apparently, next semester they could take on tasks to earn bounties.
“……”
In Vellandelle’s memory, in the game, Seleste had also worked as a waitress at a restaurant early on.
That restaurant paid well, had little work, but only hired girls and required beauty.
It was a high-end place.
She could also work there.
Vellandelle figured a month’s wages would cover a year’s living expenses.
“Big sister, let’s not work in the same place.”
“Eh? Why?”
Vellandelle didn’t expect Rosasys, who was always clingy, to suggest such a thing.
“It just feels…awkward working in the same place as big sister.”
“I see…all right.”
Vellandelle nodded.
Though she didn’t understand the awkwardness, she respected Rosasys’s wishes and agreed.
“Ladies, your food. Please enjoy.”
“Thank you.”
The food arrived quickly, and the hungry Vellandelle and Rosasys immediately dug in.
After the meal, to Vellandelle’s shock, Rosasys insisted on paying.
She had wanted to play the generous big sister and treat, but Rosasys suddenly pulled out five gold coins.
Vellandelle felt like her eyes were about to be blinded.
She didn’t expect her ‘farmer’ little sister to be richer than herself.
Vellandelle instantly felt ‘emo.’
After Rosasys paid, Vellandelle saw the grilled pork chops and sausages and remembered she had a dog back home, sleeping soundly.
Following the principle of being a good roommate, she packed some food.
But under Rosasys’s suspicious gaze, Vellandelle could only lie that she liked eating late-night snacks.
“Big sister, you should sleep early. That way you won’t get hungry.”
Before parting, Rosasys said so.
By the time Vellandelle returned to her apartment, the sky was completely dark.
Standing in front of the 404 Dormitory, before even entering, she heard a series of mournful cries.
She jumped in fright at first, then realized something was wrong.
The sound was coming from inside the door?
Also, why was the door half-open?
Vellandelle hurriedly opened the door and finally heard it clearly.
“So hungry…so hungry…”