Belle's Melancholy

"Hmm? Belle?"

Walking on the road between the teaching building and the dormitory, Link suddenly realized that there was a figure he was familiar with sitting on a chair next to the garden by the roadside, and subconsciously walked over.

"Yo, how was your night?"

Bellee, who was slumped over the table, saw Link and breathlessly raised her hand in greeting.

"It's hard to tell if it's good or bad..."

Link sighed and sat down across from him.

"What about you? I heard you helped draw part of the succubus away at the end, right? Did anything happen physically?"

"I don't have a problem with that, after all, unlike you, a slave like me who willingly stays at the academy is considered happy to have a multi-party with other succubus."

Belle pulled a not-so-nice smile and spoke to him.

"Angie at least got me out at the end and gave Villette her share. because I did so well, Angie made a point of making me feel good all day."