“Leave. Please.”
Unable to hide her exhaustion, she pleaded him.
Mutsuki could not dig in his heels here, so he worriedly stood up.
“Th-then…please call me if anything happens.”
“Yes, thank you.”
They both knew that call would never happen, but they dodged the issue by acting like a normal upperclassman and underclassman as he left the room.
She made sure he really had left and the door really had shut.
And…
“Funyahhh.”
Ren reached her limit and crumpled to the floor.
She was still out of breath. Her shoulders rose and fell and she lay carelessly on the floor.
No, she was not “still” out of breath.
She had caught her breath, but she had lost it again, like it had all come rushing back. The remnants of pleasure lingering in her body had left her short of breath.
(What was that…just now?)
She pressed her pink lips together and moved her tongue around inside while thinking back on what they had done.
She was fairly certain the sensation inside her when he sucked at her mouth was sexual in nature. She could not deceive herself about that. The pleasure in her mind had been much like when she had stuck her hand in her underwear while thinking about him – when she had masturbated.
But at the very end, the sensation had spread beyond her mind and seemed to explode across her body.
Ren had some sexual knowledge, but she could not think of a single condition that applied to this situation.
…Her textbook knowledge contained nothing about reaching climax from a mere kiss.
(Uuh…my panties are cold.)
She did not remember getting wet, so she only noticed it now. While her hips had leaped around, the inside of her panties had thoroughly melted and produced enough extract to drip out of her underwear.
She knew she had to change, but the afterglow of that explosion left her body too heavy to move.
“Sigh…”
The most she could do now was breathe a heavy sigh.
(Fujita Mutsuki…hm?)
She was fully aware her mind was hopelessly full of him.
Chapter 4
A place could look very different between day and night.
If asked for examples of such places, a school would probably be on anyone’s list.
There was a large gap between the energy of daytime and the stillness of night.
Megutono Academy’s cultural festival was finally beginning the following day. The school was covered in decorations and that enhanced the odd atmosphere.
The space changed even more for Schwarze than anyone else.
During the day, she walked through the school building as the teacher named Katsue Subaru, but now she was her true self. Walking here as Schwarze Katze made it all feel quite different.
“…Heh heh.”
This was the best place to relax on her own. She stepped inside her classroom.
Her true age was less than 20. She had been raised without any kind of non-combat education, so she had been hesitant when first told to work as a teacher.
But at some point, she had grown accustomed to standing at the lectern like this.
In truth…she had wanted to be a student.
“…”
With that thought, Ren and Machina, the two who had been sent here as students, came to mind.
She had not wanted to remember either of them. That was why she had fled here instead of staying in their FeTUS hideout.
“Sigh.”
She forgot all about enjoying the nighttime school and breathed a long sigh.
Miss C, aka Schwarze Katze, had been born in the Schwarze Laboratory. The lab had been attempting to isolate the elements introduced by the Fruit of Wisdom as part of what was now known as the Holy Grail Plan.
Originally, they had been researching a way to artificially create a Witch, a human who showed especially strong signs of the Fruit of Wisdom. Naturally, only one
Witch would appear in a group of several million or even dozens of millions.
The project had been suggested by a witch from 300 years ago: Miss Elisabeth.
The research had begun with producing clones from her genes. Due to the Cold War’s influence, a bodily reinforcement experiment had been carried out in parallel and it had resulted in Schwarze’s creation.
The project had been absorbed by FeTUS afterwards and become a part of the Holy Grail Plan. Instead of using a clone, they had calculated back to Eve who bore the original Fruit of Wisdom and created her. That was Machina. Completing the perfect womb had been deemed a success, so the plan would be gradually brought to an end from here.
…But besides FeTUS, the research team that had joined Kurosaki was making progress with their Bioroid Plan which would reinforce the human body even further. A human with demonic elements had shown up recently and she had to be the result of that.
Schwarze smiled thinly.
“A failure like me…hm?”
This was the first time in her life she had expressed self-deprecation.
Someone with even greater bodily reinforcements had made an appearance. And the position of Eve had been officially taken by Machina due to the greater presence of the Fruit of Wisdom within her.
Schwarze could tell the rest of the world was making progress.
But she was being left behind…
“Yes, you are a hopeless failure.”
“!?”
Sudden and vulgar laughter broke out.
Even if she had grown careless, she should have noticed something before now.
Schwarze frantically put up her guard.
Because she immediately recognized this voice.
“But that is no reason to feel down. Even if you are a failure…no, because you are a failure, disciplining you is so much fun.”
Someone else inexplicably stood in the room with her.
It was a large but elderly man. He was bulky and had some fat below his black suit, but the breadth of his shoulders and thickness of his pecs gave him a very solid look.
“Isn’t that right, Elisabeth?”
“Kurosaki Keigo…!”
She recognized him. She instantly extended her metal claws from her hands and
prepared for battle.
She was willing to take off his head no questions asked.
“Heh heh… Why the scary look? I created the Schwarze Laboratory. So you could say I am the father who raised you.”
At the moment, FeTUS saw him as a greater threat than the angels or demons. He was the head of Kurosaki, an old Japanese family and an organization that had rebelled against Miss A and attempted to hold absolute authority over the hidden side of the world.
“Now, Elisabeth, come to me. I can pat your head for the first time in a long time.”
“! Sh-shut up!”
But when he defenselessly held out his hand, she pulled back instead of moving in to attack. And yet she could have taken off his head then.
The man continued chuckling.
“You are so rebellious, Elisabeth. But fine. A pet cat that loses its wild side would be a bore.”
His behavior remained entirely calm and composed.
For some reason, Schwarze felt herself trembling due to a strange tension rising from within her.
“Don’t call me Elisabeth… I am Schwarze. I am FeTUS Witches Miss C. I am
Schwarze Katze!”
“…A black cat, you say?”
The warrior threatened him with bared teeth, but the man was unfazed.
“Do not be ridiculous. You are indeed as capricious as a cat, but the name on your collar is Elisabeth.”
He only held out his hand and he was entirely open to attack.
“I should know since I put that collar on you.”
“Sh-shut up…shut up, shut up!”
The mention of a collar made her self-conscious about her throat which of course had no collar.
She was painfully aware of how dry her throat was.
“Heh heh. You’re breathing heavily. A true testament to the Schwarze Laboratory.
Your sense of smell is remarkable if you can detect my scent from this distance.” The man approached. “You’ve heard from Miss A, haven’t you? Every single homunculus created by the Kurosaki Laboratory – including you – has a safety installed, preventing them from defying me.”