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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: JayM
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A warm breeze blew through the window, caressing Jeong Yoo-shin’s hair.
His soft hair swayed gently.
“Mmm.”
He opened his eyes.
It was morning.
Lin was wriggling inside his shirt.
Was she having a good dream?
A gentle smile touched young Jeong Yoo-shin’s lips.
He gently stroked Lin through his shirt.
“Lin, time to wake up. It’s morning.”
“Chirp.”
He carefully lifted the sleepy Lin out of his shirt and sat up on the edge of the bed.
He briefly worried about what to wear now that his body was smaller, but it was a needless concern.
A small set of clothes was neatly folded on his bedside table.
A loose tunic shirt, slightly fitted pants, and small walker boots.
He didn’t know who had bought them, but they fit him perfectly.
“It’s too loose around the chest, though.”
The top was too revealing, even for summer. If he bent over even slightly, his chest would be exposed.
Well, it didn’t matter since he was a man.
He rummaged through his wardrobe, took some money, and reached for the doorknob.
“Chirp? Chirp, chirp!”
Lin stood up on the bed and spread her arms wide.
‘She looks like a flying squirrel.’
He approached and extended his right arm, and Lin immediately clung to it and crawled up onto his shoulder.
“Lin, aren’t you clinging to me a bit too much?”
“Chirp, chirp.”
“Alright. Do as you please.”
He patted Lin’s head and went down to the first floor.
Thud. Thud.
‘What the…?’
He reached the bottom of the stairs and was surprised by the sight that greeted him.
The inn was packed.
It was usually crowded because of its reputation for good food, but this was excessive.
There were explorers and even the regular merchants from the Southern District were present.
As he walked towards the counter, the chattering crowd fell silent as they stared at him.
It was a heavy silence so quiet that he could hear them breathing.
One of the customers then spoke.
“Holy moly. Isn’t that… the face blessed by the… elemental gods?”
“I’ve never seen such beauty!”
“B-Butler, I’d like to invite him to our Labyrinth family.”
“Yes, my lady.”
“Sigh. I don’t need a side dish. Just looking at his face makes me want to devour everything.”
“Are they a boy or a girl? I can’t tell.”
“What does it matter? As long as they’re delicious.”
The customers murmured.
Jeong Yoo-shin frowned slightly.
He didn’t like the way people were staring at him and whispering.
They were making a fuss over a minor change in his appearance.
‘They have too much time on their hands.’
He shrugged and sat down at the counter.
Karin was also staring at him with sparkling eyes.
“Karin, food.”
“Hey… Can you call me ‘noona’?”
“…”
Karin’s expression was full of longing.
“N-Noona?”
Blood trickled down from Karin’s nose.
“Karin, your nose is bleeding.”
“Hngh… s-sorry. Noona will bring you food right away.”
Karin wiped her nosebleed and hurried into the kitchen to get his food.
Breakfast was cream ravioli and apple juice.
Square pasta filled with meat and cheese like dumplings and simmered in cream sauce.
The apple juice was chilled. The refrigeration magic tool he had bought was proving its worth.
He scooped up a ravioli with a small spoon and put it in his mouth.
As he bit into the dumpling-like pasta, cheese and meat juices flowed out, filling his mouth and mixing with the savory cream, creating a fantastic harmony.
‘Delicious.’
He took a sip of the cold apple juice. The sweet and sour flavor cleansed his palate.
Anne’s cooking skills were improving day by day.
‘I might have to let her go someday.’
Anne and Tarman’s faces had brightened considerably after meeting Marie and Dean during the festival.
If they wanted to leave, he would give them a generous severance pay.
“Even his eating is so elegant.”
“Did you see him lick the cream off his lips? Sigh. I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
“D-Did you hear that? He called me ‘noona’.”
“Hee… My legs are weak.”
People were murmuring, but Jeong Yoo-shin, who was engrossed in his food, paid them no mind.
He finished his meal, scraping his plate clean, and stood up.
“Karin, that was delicious. Tell Anne that I enjoyed it. I’m going to the temple for a bit.”
Karin stiffened slightly at Jeong Yoo-shin’s words.
“I’ll go with you.”
“With so many customers here? Don’t worry. I can take care of myself. Look after Lin for me.”
Karin bit her lip.
She didn’t want to send him to that lecherous, busty priestess.
She was sure that Mion would smother little Skar with her enormous breasts and make him weak in the knees.
But she couldn’t do that. She didn’t want Skar to dislike her any further because of her selfishness.
For the same reason, she had suppressed her desire to sneak into Skar’s room last night and ‘mark’ him.
‘I was the one who broke the pact first.’
She felt a pang of guilt.
“Don’t follow that busty priestess anywhere, even if she asks you to.”
Karin warned sternly.
“Don’t talk badly about Priestess Mion. Anyway, I’ll be back.”
Karin looked at Lin, who was clinging to Jeong Yoo-shin’s shoulder, and pulled her up by the scruff of her neck with two fingers.
“Chirp? Chirp, chirp!”
Lin clung to Jeong Yoo-shin’s shoulder, refusing to let go.
“Whoa! Lin!”
Jeong Yoo-shin’s shirt lifted slightly, revealing his soft belly, and a few women in the inn hall fainted.
Karin waved to Jeong Yoo-shin.
“Come back soon.”
Jeong Yoo-shin chuckled at the sight of Lin struggling in Karin’s grasp, adjusted his clothes, and headed towards the Earth Mother Goddess’ temple.
As he stepped outside, he felt the stares of the people that was hotter than the summer sun.
‘This is a bit much.’
He quickened his pace and arrived at the temple.
The priestess at the reception desk gasped when she saw him.
“I’d like to see Priestess Mion.”
“P-Priestess Mion is preparing for her class.”
“I see.”
He was a bit late.
Did she start preparing early because the sun rose earlier these days?
As he was thinking, the priestess asked.
“Are you going to wait? Why don’t you attend the class? It’s free.”
The priestess smiled gently as she looked down at Jeong Yoo-shin.
‘Wow.’
Her smile radiated warmth.
He had seen her several times at the temple.
She had always been polite and kind, but she had never shown this much emotion.
Did she like children?
He had heard that there were no bad people among those who liked children.
Perhaps she was truly kind-hearted.
“Should I? Alright.”
“Shall I take you there?”
“No. I know the way.”
He left the bewildered priestess and entered the orphanage.
‘It’s been a while.’
Click.
He opened the classroom door and entered the room. He saw the children.
The children, who had been chattering amongst themselves, froze when they saw him.
“…”
In the quiet silence, he walked to his usual seat and sat down.
The desk, which had seemed small when he was in his adult body, now seemed larger.
As he sat there waiting for Mion, the children approached him.
“Hey, who are you?”
“H-Hello?”
“Are you a new friend? That’s strange. I’ve never seen you before. What’s your name?”
He was a bit dumbfounded by the children crowding around him and asking questions.
It was amusing to see them suddenly showing interest in him after always being scared of him and being asked when he was leaving.
Just as Jeong Yoo-shin was about to speak…
Click.
The classroom door opened, and Mion entered.
“Hello, everyone.”
She stood at the lectern and looked around at the children.
“Hello, Teacher Mion.”
The children replied half-heartedly, their gazes still fixed on Jeong Yoo-shin.
Mion tilted her head.
She sensed a strange atmosphere among the children.
‘What’s going on?’
Her gaze, carefully scanning each child, stopped abruptly.
‘Huh?’
Glossy black hair.
Distinct features.
A beauty mark under his eye.
He exuded an aura of innocence mixed with allure.
She had never seen such a beautiful boy.
His sparkling eyes, like stars, filled her with a strange sense of longing.
Was it because of his black hair?
Mion slowly approached Jeong Yoo-shin and knelt down beside his desk.
“Hello? Are you a new friend?”
“Teacher Mion.”
A clear voice came from the boy’s lips.
“Yes?”
“It’s me, Skar.”
???
The classroom fell silent.
“…”
The children, stunned, stared at him with their mouths agape.
Mion also stared at Jeong Yoo-shin, her eyes wide.
Her bright golden eyes were unfocused.
“Wh-What?”
Mion stammered.
“It’s me, Skar. I got a strange imprint and became younger.”
“Th-That’s… such a cruel joke!”
Mion’s sharp voice filled the classroom.
“Hmm.”
Jeong Yoo-shin hummed and pouted.
“How can I prove it to you? Should I tell you a secret?”
“Wh-What secret?!”
“Teacher Mion, come closer.”
Jeong Yoo-shin said with a smile while beckoning her over.
Gulp.
Mion swallowed hard.
This boy, who was smiling seductively like a little devil, was Skar?
Was it really him?
‘No.’
She couldn’t be sure yet.
It could be a prank.
Mion, as if hypnotized, leaned closer, her large breasts rubbing against the desk, and put her ear to the boy’s mouth.
“Teacher, remember that Female Virgin Corruption prevention symbol on your stomach? I pressed it for you before.”
A soft, clear voice whispered in her ear, making her head spin.
“Hooo!!!”
Her back arched, and her thighs spread involuntarily.
Her long, black priestess robe parted, revealing the heat trapped between her thighs.
It was an indecent posture, unbecoming of a teacher in front of her students.
She had listened to the black-haired boy’s whisper and then spread her legs wide like an automatic door while leaning against the desk and wiggling her hips.
“Teacher Mion, do you believe me now?”
A trickle of blood flowed from Mion’s nose.
“Hooo… Y-yes.”
Mion replied in a trembling voice.
It was a secret only she and Skar knew.
The man she liked had become a seductive little devil and whispered in her ear.
Ruin.
She saw nothing but ruin.
“If you still don’t believe me, you can check my imprints after class.”
“N-No. I believe you.”
Mion gritted her teeth and repeated to herself.
‘Get a grip!’
This was a classroom. She was a teacher.
She couldn’t act indecently here any longer.
Mion straightened her posture and walked to the lectern.
“L-Let’s begin class.”
Mion, her face flushed, explained the lesson, but she was barely aware of what she was saying.
But it didn’t matter what Mion taught.
The children, captivated by Jeong Yoo-shin’s beauty, weren’t paying attention to the lesson either.
“Mister, no, Oppa, do you want to read together?”
A little girl whispered beside him.
Jeong Yoo-shin turned to look at the girl.
Was her name Lily?
She was the girl who always trembled in fear whenever she saw him. But now that his appearance had changed, she was calling him “oppa” instead of “mister.”
And she was staring at him with sparkling eyes.
Seeing Lily’s hand trembling with nervousness, he couldn’t refuse.
“Shall we?”
He smiled gently, moved his desk closer to Lily’s, and they listened to the lesson together.
Four hours flew by, and it was lunchtime.
The children reluctantly left the classroom after the lesson ended.
Only Mion and Jeong Yoo-shin remained in the empty classroom.
“Priestess Mion, I’d like to check my imprints. Do you have time?”
“O-Of course.”
They left the orphanage and walked down the temple hallway.
Jeong Yoo-shin didn’t know it, but Mion’s mind was in turmoil, consumed by desire.
‘I-Isn’t this… seduction?’
Skar, now a defenseless boy…
Was walking beside her, giving her seductive glances, and making suggestive gestures.
And they were about to reach her room.
No one would know what happened there.
And he was acting like this, knowing that?
‘Skar is so… alluring?!’
Gulp.
She swallowed hard.
A moment later…
They arrived at Mion’s room.
Mion opened the door and ushered Jeong Yoo-shin inside.
Click.
Mion locked the door and slowly approached him.
“Th-Then let’s check for imprints.”
Mion spread her arms wide.
Jeong Yoo-shin stared at her blankly.
“Priestess Mion?”
“I told you last time. This is how we’ll check for imprints from now on.”
Did she?
Just as he was about to approach her, he stopped.
Her half-closed eyes revealed a glint of gold.
It looked familiar.
It was like a predator eyeing its prey.
“T-Teacher Mion?”
“Yes.”
“Your eyes are scary. You’re not thinking of anything bad, are you?”
“Wh-What do you mean, bad thoughts? Skar, don’t you trust me?”
“N-No. I trust you. I’m sorry.”
Jeong Yoo-shin hesitated, then walked towards Mion and embraced her.
Mion’s arms wrapped around him like vines.
“I got you.”
Mion whispered softly.
Jeong Yoo-shin’s body stiffened.
“Huh…?!”
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T/N – Ahahaha, I knew it. This arc has been a barrel of laughs so far.
Also, he really fell for it hook, line, and sinker. What Karin warned him about really happened.
If you find any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments.
