Boredsushi

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Leon was your typical guy, perceived as weak in his school because his skills hadn't awakened, even though they usually did at the coming of age. He attended the prestigious Milham's Magic Knight Academy, where snagging the top spot meant automatic entry into the esteemed position of a Magic Knight in the country. Unfortunately, Leon found himself in the lower caste, labeled the most useless student. To top it off, he was tossed into a class that served as a sanctuary for oddballs and delinquents. Yet, he couldn't care less, as becoming a Magic Knight wasn't his goal.

Everything shifted when he crossed paths with Shredica, a woman hell-bent on becoming a Magic Knight at any cost. Observing Leon's lack of ambition and his apparent detachment from the academy's pursuits, Shredica saw an opportunity. She decided to exploit him as a pawn in her ascent through the academy's hierarchy.

Yet, unbeknownst to Shredica, Leon was not the complacent, unremarkable figure she presumed him to be.

The World Is Mine For The Taking

The situation sounded alarming, and the professor's words raised red flags. As Gabrielle had warned, this man was indeed suspicious. However, it was too early for me to make a move; rushing in impulsively wouldn't be wise. So, for the time being, I opted to listen, reserving any intervention for the moment Charlotte's purity seemed at risk.

"Y-You want to be with me tonight? W-What do you mean?"

"It's exactly what I said. I want to be together with you tonight. As long as you want, that is." The professor's response resonated with a hypnotic quality, his words dripping like honey into the void. It felt as though he wielded an enchantment, drawing Charlotte closer, much like a firefly lured to a lamplight in the midnight gloom.

With deliberate steps, the professor closed the distance between them, his approach marked by an almost predatory elegance. Charlotte, rooted to her spot, emitted an audible gulp, her anticipation etched across her face.

Chapter 12: Joint Training (3)