We Defeated The Demon King And Disbanded Without Any Conflict – Chapter 15

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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It was ugly jealousy.

A vile emotion unbefitting of both a Hero and a Headmaster.

Especially directed towards a mere cadet; an emotion I shouldn’t harbor.

So I suppressed it.

Forcefully.

I walked the hidden path, replaying the past in my mind, clinging to the empty reassurance of “I know him better than you.”

Then I encountered the path’s Boss.

A hulking figure with three heads.

It roared at the moment it saw me, wildly swinging a club.

The sight of the blunt weapon, taller than myself, crashing against the ground… did little to faze me.

I glanced at the monster.

And just like that, it froze.

I must’ve let my emotions slip through.

The giant immediately cowered, whimpering.

It had already submitted, yet I continued.

As if releasing pent-up frustration, I unleashed a one-sided onslaught, my every move fueled by raw emotion.

I ripped off fingers, slashed wrists.

Inflicting only non-fatal wounds, instilling fear that stifled even its screams.

This outpouring of rage… no, this unadulterated rage ended only when the giant’s breaths came to a complete stop.

My heart felt a little lighter.

Why, after enduring for so long, had it suddenly become unbearable to contain these dark feelings?

Seeing Ron and the top cadet approaching in the distance, I hastily donned my instructor’s mask.

The mask, barely worn, already felt strained as I noticed how close they were.

I decided to put into action what I had been contemplating throughout this hidden path.

I purposely let myself be stung by a plant with paralyzing venom.

Once wasn’t enough, so I ripped the plant out and stabbed myself five more times, in the abdomen and lower back.

As I informed them that I had finished clearing the path and we should head back, I felt the tingling paralysis setting in.

“Perfect.”

I silently celebrated, letting out a pained groan.

And he approached.

Guilt pricked at me for deceiving him, but it was quickly overshadowed by the relief and joy of seeing his concern.

The emptiness that had been gnawing at me receded.

Your presence beside me… it felt real.

“W-wait a moment. Mr. Ron, wouldn’t it be better if we, as women, handle this…? After all, you’re a man, and touching the Headmaster’s body…”

A tactless remark.

Though perhaps expected in this situation, he and I… we’ve done this countless times before.

We were far too close for such reservations.

Undoubtedly.

I told Prieresil, as gently as I could, to leave it to him.

He reached out, his hand coated in the viscous antidote.

Yes.

Just like old times.

Your touch.

On my bare skin.

The effects of the low-level paralysis had already begun to fade, so I felt every bit of his touch.

He might have considered it treatment, but to me, his touch was a caress.

Unlike the empty comfort of self-reassurance, this pleasure… this feeling, merely from him touching my lower back… it made my breath hitch, my body tremble with anticipation.

Despite being observed.

Despite every bit of this being witnessed by a cadet, I, the Headmaster, the First Hero… I felt a surge of desire.

“Turn around. You said you were stung on your front as well.”

“Ah…Haa…Nn…”

He maintained a slight distance, addressing me formally, but unfortunately, rationality had abandoned me.

I obediently turned.

I felt his gaze on my abdomen.

Even through the bandage, I could feel his eyes, igniting a heat within me.

A tingling sensation deep inside, a familiar feeling… it washed over me.

His touch… merely touching my back… was enough to drive me wild.

“Haa…!”

A gasp, laced with wanton pleasure, escaped my lips as his warm hand grazed my abdomen.

Don’t tease me…

…Don’t stop at just your hand…

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What is wrong with her?

Applying medicine, while a form of first aid, is a noble act, increasing the chances of saving a life.

So why is she moaning like that?

Was it related to sex?

Well… not quite that, but I have engaged in some intimacy.

Not with my former comrades, of course. Just… relieving myself at brothels during my travels.

Through those experiences, I learned that I possessed no special talent for pleasuring women.

But to react so strongly from a mere touch on the stomach…?

Was she messing with me?

No. Perhaps this is a test of my resolve.

Hmph.

Rain Garden, the Hero.

Unfortunately for you, I possess an iron will.

Whatever your scheme is, it won’t work.

“There, done.”

“Haa…Haa…Nn…”

Despite my announcement, Rain remained unresponsive, panting heavily.

I observed her for a moment before tossing the return scroll to Prieresil.

“You go first.”

“…What? But what about you and the Headmaster…?”

“I have spare scrolls. Don’t worry, I’ll check on the Headmaster and follow you.”

“Shouldn’t we take her to the academy healers…?”

“Moving her or using magic right now could be harmful.”

“…Alright. Be careful.”

We’ve gotten closer, haven’t we?

She actually sounds concerned.

With a final word of caution, Prieresil tore the scroll and disappeared.

Alone with Rain, I decided to examine her condition more closely, so…

“Hey, you alright?”

I lightly tapped her cheek.

It seemed she wasn’t in any immediate danger, as her face turned to look at me.

I couldn’t tell what kind of expression she had.

Rain simply stared at me as she propped herself up.

“What was that about? You know better than to get paralyzed, let alone space out in a hidden path.”

My tone was a bit accusatory, but Rain should know I was just worried.

What in the world happened to make her…

Huh?

My body slowly tilted backward.

Rain was pushing me down, pinning me to the ground.

Resistance was futile.

In terms of strength, magic, or any other measure, I was no match for Rain Garden.

My back hit the ground.

I was enveloped by Rain’s familiar scent, a soft, feminine warmth.

I could feel her body heat, her heartbeat… twice as fast as usual.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

She apologized.

Her words lacked context, leaving me clueless about what she was apologizing for.

“I’m sorry… I’m truly sorry…”

I felt her heart pounding against mine.

My vision blurred, and a shadow loomed over me.

Rain’s face was getting closer, her citrusy scent filling my senses.

I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t budge.

Rain had pinned my legs down, as if forbidding me from escaping.

Just as that intoxicating scent reached my nose…

A scorching sound.

The scent that had threatened to melt my mind vanished, along with the feeling of Rain’s weight on me.

…Somehow, I found myself lying alone on the grass at the labyrinth’s entrance.

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“Rain Garden.”

I uttered her full name, something I rarely did.

Though there was a story behind that last name, “Garden.” right now, it was simply hers.

And with that name, the scene I had just witnessed came flooding back, igniting a fire within me.

Rain Garden.

That bitch, the Hero, my former comrade, the Headmaster, had used her authority to drag Ron and that other girl into the labyrinth.

I could tolerate that much.

I could even tolerate her dumping those talentless, unmotivated fools on my team.

They lacked any will to achieve anything anyway, so I quickly taught them the basics of labyrinth clearing and got out.

I did, however, release a bit of my frustration, shaking the labyrinth’s interior.

Then, worried sick about what Rain and Lon might be doing, I reactivated the detection spell.

But the device remained silent.

The last image it had captured was of Rain Garden, with a cold smile, patting his shoulder.

She knew.

Of course she knew.

She was the Hero, she had experienced countless detection and tracking spells.

So I used a different spell.

A familiar magic, compressing magic into a familiar linked to my vision.

I already knew where she had gone.

The thought of what she might have done to Ron during that brief window while I was clearing the labyrinth filled me with dread.

I directed the magic-formed familiar, searching for the entrance to the labyrinth she was exploring.

But a Thymus was guarding the entrance, preventing further access.

I couldn’t directly cast magic through this bundle of energy.

So I gritted my teeth and waited.

Waited for her to come out, unharmed.

If she emerged arm in arm with him…

I might not be able to control myself.

After what felt like an eternity, the sealed labyrinth entrance opened.

Relief washed over me seeing him emerge, unharmed, his usual self.

Then, witnessing Rain Garden’s theatrical display of paralysis, I bit my lip.

What was she doing?

Paralyzed?

With her abilities?

In such a pathetic labyrinth?

Wait.

What are you doing?

Stop it.

Ron took out the paralysis antidote, applying it to his hand.

His next action was obvious.

He was going to touch her, even though the paralysis had already worn off.

That hypocritical… I saw the glimmer of moisture in Rain Garden’s eyes.

Ron, you should have seen her expression.

You should have seen your beloved Hero, panting with lust.

You should have seen her eyes, filled with desire for you, with a possessiveness that might drive her to claim you as her own.

His hand moved to her lower back, eliciting another moan from Rain Garden.

Having applied the antidote, he instructed her to turn around.

With a melting gaze, Rain Garden obeyed.

Then, his touch, the touch that probably felt like a loving caress to her… it disappeared.

Ron sent the other cadet away.

The moment that purple-haired girl was gone, Rain Garden wasted no time pushing him down.

Her legs wrapped around his thighs…

Stop.

What are you doing?

Stop it, Rain Garden.

…Just wait.

I had intended to observe in secret, but I wouldn’t tolerate anything more.

I finished the incantation as quickly as possible, teleporting Rain Garden back to the Headmaster’s office.

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