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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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By the time Selena and I returned to Clarice, it was quite late, with only the magic lamps illuminating the interior.
Like the scenery of the academy unfolding outside the transit train window, so many things had happened so quickly.
‘I didn’t expect… things to progress this far with Selena.’
In Reincarnation Academy, Selena was practically a background character, except for the part where she accepted black magic and perfected her unique wind archery… and her romantic involvement with Edwin was minimal.
But perhaps it was due to the bond we formed through training and our physical closeness from the beginning.
I was somewhat swept away by the atmosphere, and I felt that she would keep my secrets.
Selena, perhaps having regained some rationality after her sudden advance, remained silent on the way back. Only when the train’s announcement signaled our arrival at the platform did she speak.
“…The fact that you can wield demonic power.”
“…”
“I just have to keep it a secret, right?”
“Yes, please…”
“…Alright.”
“That easily?”
“Well. I don’t think you’ll… do anything foolish.”
Fortunately, Selena didn’t pry. She must have heard various things from Darian.
Since Marcosias had taken an interest in me after seeing my ability to defeat demons, as long as I kept the ‘wielding black magic’ part a secret… there wasn’t much to worry about.
-Rumble… Screech…!
The train came to a complete stop.
“I’ll get off first.”
“…”
As I disembarked, Selena silently followed.
“…?”
“…Can I sleep at your place?”
“…”
Her unexpected request. I didn’t need to think long about my answer. Beyond the dark shadows…
-!
I saw a familiar silhouette.
“Hi…? Lev…!”
“…Hey.”
Her usual energetic voice, but somehow it felt unfamiliar. And I felt a familiar magical wavelength from her.
I quietly approached and said,
“Yeriel, why did you come all the way out here in the cold?”
“Huh? I’m not cold…! More importantly…”
Yeriel smiled at Selena.
“Selena is here too…”
Huh…? Were her eyes always this cloudy? Maybe it was because it was dark.
Slightly flustered, Selena explained in a low voice,
“…I was training with Lev today.”
“It seems like the training was quite intense…”
“…Well…”
Come to think of it, my shirt was completely soaked in blood.
“Lev,… are you hurt…? Are you okay…?”
“I’m fine. For now.”
Yeriel’s eyes, as she examined me, were filled with worry and anxiety. Then she turned to Selena and said,
“Selena, I’m certainly grateful that you helped Lev with his training… but I wish you would stop putting him in danger. Please.”
Selena frowned.
“…Yeriel Artina. Are you saying this is my fault?”
“…I heard in the pre-lecture for the selection test. You were the one who suggested training to Lev first… right, Selena…?”
“…So what? What’s your relationship with Lev that you can talk to me like that?”
“…I’m his dormitory prefect…?”
Selena sneered slightly,
“Well, that’s the extent of your relationship with Lev, isn’t it?”
“…….”
-Crackle!
At that single remark, sparks of magical energy erupted from Yeriel.
-Whoosh…
Selena, not to be outdone, began to gather wind energy. As the atmosphere grew tense, I quickly intervened.
“Both of you, stop.”
I grabbed Yeriel’s wrist and pulled her towards me.
“Yeriel, I’m sorry for worrying you. About what happened today… I’ll tell you later when we get back.”
“Okay…”
“Selena, let’s talk tomorrow. Please understand.”
“…Alright.”
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As Selena boarded the transit train again, and Yeriel and I walked back to Seraphi Dormitory, Yeriel remained silent, perhaps still upset.
When we arrived at the dormitory lobby, we found a note from Aria saying that she would be late due to emergency practice and divine training.
‘I’ll have to make up an excuse.’
“Let’s go to my room first.”
“…”
I led her to my room to explain everything. And as soon as we entered,
“Lev…”
“Yeah?”
-Snap.
“Huh?”
It was instantaneous. With a single snap of her fingers, my body was bound as if frozen.
[Level 7 Magic Seal]
Magic Resistance Failed!
‘Level 7 seal…? Already…?’
It was funny to think about this in this situation, but… the Elixir of Immortality seemed to be working as intended…
“Ye… Yeriel?”
-Thud.
Ignoring my question, Yeriel effortlessly pushed me onto the bed.
“Um…?”
With her slender body, she smoothly climbed on top of me, straddling me. Then she leaned in close and started sniffing my chest.
“Lev smells like Selena… it’s been bothering me…!”
“…”
“What did you do with Selena today?”
“Uh…?”
-Sweep.
Yeriel put a hair tie in her mouth and skillfully tied her hair back. Then, she coolly ran her hand down my chest.
“Archery training doesn’t involve direct physical contact, right…? Since you use a bow…!”
“…”
“Right, right… but how… can you smell like this?”
“…”
She was talking to herself, and there was no way out.
-Crackle!
Just then, the black magic around her started sparking more intensely.
‘This is… it.’
I immediately used my Demon Eye.
‘Ah.’
As expected, Fallen Angel Transformation had progressed to Stage 3.
‘If it reaches Stage 4, it’s completely over…’
Since her status was ‘possessed,’ Yeriel’s desires were currently abnormally amplified. Just like I acted out of control due to the aftereffects of Demonization, she wasn’t in her right mind either.
I attempted a futile persuasion.
“Yeriel, listen to me first. Okay?”
“It can’t be helped… Lev is kind to everyone… so he’s popular…!”
“Yeriel…?”
“Even if this happens over and over, I should just understand… right…?”
Wrong. She wasn’t listening to me at all.
“Selena was right… my relationship with Lev is only through the dormitory…”
Tears began to well up in Yeriel’s dull eyes.
“So, I’m not going to give up anymore… I won’t…”
-Click. Click.
She started unbuttoning my shirt one by one.
“Yeriel… seriously!”
“Lev always teased me… saying I always have dirty thoughts… and he’s mischievous…”
“……”
And Yeriel leaned in and whispered in my ear,
-You know…? Lev, you were right.
-!
-I… I’ve been having dirty thoughts…
Then she looked up, avoiding my gaze, and asked,
“Lev, are you… not interested in that kind of thing…?”
Even in Fallen Angel mode, she was incredibly shy. The gap between her actions and her demeanor was so large that she seemed almost cute…
‘Sigh…’
How had I endured until now? I couldn’t take it anymore, so I forced my eyes shut and kept my mouth closed. If I said I liked her now, I might really cross the line.
When I remained silent, she stopped moving. And then…
-Drip.
Droplets fell onto my stomach. ‘?’
I cautiously opened my eyes to see Yeriel wiping her eyes with her hands, sobbing.
“I, I’m really a bad person… aren’t I…?”
“…”
“…I’m sorry… sorry… Lev…”
“…”
With those words,
-Thump.
Yeriel collapsed into my arms as if fainting.
.
.
.
I gently laid Yeriel on my bed and took a shower. This was probably her first time reaching Stage 3 of Fallen Angel Transformation.
The black magic and pure magic power had intertwined, fortunately(?) causing an overclocking effect.
-Snore…
“……”
Drying my hair, I looked at Yeriel sleeping soundly, and my heart ached. She was too kind, like a blank canvas… She would help others without hesitation, but…
-Yeah! I’m fine.
She was a girl who always suppressed her own feelings. And now, because of the Fallen Angel curse, Yeriel was forced to confront her emotions…
“When she comes to her senses… will she feel guilty for what she did…?”
It was certainly a fitting curse.
Even in the fan fiction, when Yeriel realized that her feelings for Edwin were the key to Fallen Angel Transformation, there was a narrative where she tried to seal herself away somewhere no one could find her, saying,
-Edwin can only move forward… if I’m gone…! So…
This was due to her personality, which abhorred causing harm or being a burden to others more than anything. Considering this, there couldn’t be a more cruel curse for Yeriel.
“By the way, this is… dangerous…”
For now, Yeriel’s stats had increased dramatically in her Fallen Angel state. And her obsession with me seemed to have intensified…
One thing I didn’t know was that the black magic emanating from Yeriel resonated with the black magic within me, threatening to trigger something within me to go berserk.
‘Sigh.’
I could clearly pinpoint the main cause of this potential outburst. As someone with demonic power, I felt a strong sexual attraction and impulse towards Yeriel in her Fallen Angel form.
‘I feel like I’m going crazy…’
Even now, Yeriel’s collarbone was exposed in a way that was far too defenseless. I desperately suppressed my instincts with reason and covered her with a blanket.
-!
Then, Yeriel’s hand reached out from under the blanket and grabbed my arm.
“Lev… don’t hate me…”
…Even in her sleep, she was apologizing to me.
“…I won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”
If this situation happened again… I didn’t know how I would react.
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At the same time.
A girl stood in front of a dormitory room door with a nameplate that read “Lev Denec,” lost in thought.
Aria, upon returning to Seraphi Dormitory after emergency practice and divine training, sensed faint traces of black magic.
The wavelength seemed to originate from Lev Denec’s room, so she had rushed over.
However, the absence of Yeriel, the dormitory prefect, stimulated her imagination in an unpleasant direction.
‘No way… could it be…? Yeriel…’
Aria debated whether to knock or burst in to catch them in the act…
‘…It could be an emergency.’
She resolutely turned the doorknob.
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I’m tired of MC being a beta man, just get on with it already
Shame it’s only so much. Better get a knife next time