“Miss Melts, how was your therapy today?”
“The nurse… while massaging my shoulders, casually undressed me and then touched my breasts.”
I’m jealous… Father got to touch you…
Of course, Father isn’t the sort to leave breasts this big untouched.
“Like this? How did it feel?”
“Yes, haa… like this, he touched my breasts, haaang… It felt so good! It was like I’d gone to heaven… haa…”
Oh my, when I touched Miss Melts’s large breasts, she started panting.
Did she unconsciously remember Father’s touch?
When I gave Miss Melts’s pussy a furtive touch, I found it slightly wet.
“Is that all? Didn’t anything else happen?”
“Hngh… Th-there was! The nurse… um… my genitals…”
“No. Not your genitals—your pussy. Repeat after me. Pus-sy.”
“Pus… pussy…”
“Hehe, well done. Yes, so how did Father touch Miss Melts’s pussy? Did he touch your clit like this?”
“Haaah! N-nooo!”
“Oh? Then did he touch inside your pussy like this?”
“Aah! Yes! He touched the inside of my pu-pussy… haaang!”
After stimulating Miss Melts’s clit a few times, I touched her pussy, and this time it was soaking wet.
Is Miss Melts’s weak spot her clit? Hehe, how cute.
Miss Melts pants like this even from my fingers, so with Father’s thick, hefty fingers, she must have cried out obscenely like a slut, right?
I’ll have to secretly go watch next time.
“Did Father say anything else?”
“Haa… ah, hng… He said he never thought there would be a woman as easy as me at the academy…”
“Hehe, but you’ll be meeting plenty from now on.”
‘Do not take offense at Father’s actions.’ ‘Do not question Father’s actions.’ ‘Do as Father says.’
These are the three suggestions I implanted in Miss Melts.
As expected, they seem to have worked effectively again without causing any major problems.
Hehe, I can picture the happy look on Father’s face. He’s truly adorable.
“Even so, Miss Melts’s progress is far too fast. She must be a pure girl who has never even masturbated… Could it be because of her breasts?”
The other students I’ve given similar suggestions to are still at the stage of having their breasts touched over their clothes, but Miss Melts is already being fingered.
Unlike the others, Miss Melts doesn’t resist the suggestion at all, so I can’t help but be suspicious.
Is Miss Melts actually a naughty girl?
“Could the problem be these breasts, which have grown absurdly large, as though all her nutrients flowed into them? This huge bust is what turned Miss Melts into a naughty girl. Take that! Take that!”
I felt it was a little unfair.
I’m not exactly small myself, either, so why are there so many big-breasted women around Father…
I could put mine to better use. I could make Father’s cock feel good with my breasts… It’s such a shame.
“Aah! Miss Cecilia, no! Stop… Aaaaaah! Haa…”
“Oh my! Don’t tell me you came? Honestly! How lewd!”
“Nooo… I’m coming right now… ngh! Aah! I don’t want to!”
Really… Where did the innocent Miss Melts who had first entered the academy go?
After tormenting Miss Melts’s breasts and nipples, I’ve got her making a lewd expression utterly unlike her former innocence.
And apparently that wasn’t enough for her, because she instinctively spread her legs to tempt me.
I suppose I’ll have to choose Miss Melts as Father's second wife.
To make that happen, I should establish the pecking order in advance, shouldn’t I?
“Ah, aaah! Stop noooow! Sob! Haa… aah! Hah, haaang!”
Even if the memories in her head are erased, her body will remember.
Hehe, I wish ‘that day’ would come soon.
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Academy life is much more enjoyable than I ever imagined!
I’ve met such an adorable roommate, made such fun friends, and attended such informative classes!
On top of that, there’s even therapy to relax my tense body!
I started receiving therapy from the school nurse on Miss Cecilia’s advice, and it feels incredibly good every time I get one!
My breasts or genitals… no, my pussy, right! I was a little embarrassed when my pussy was touched, but it was therapy, after all! They say it’s rude to be embarrassed.
And the school nurse is Miss Cecilia’s father! So there’s no need to worry at all—I can simply entrust my body to him.
And then… I suppose you could call it fate, or perhaps ill fate.
I keep running into the upperclassman I collided with on entrance day over one thing or another.
He’s handsome enough to be easy on the eyes, but he scolds me every time… so he’s a little scary.
Oh! I ran into him again today.
But… what is he doing right now?
“Hello, senior!”
“Hmm? What? You again? I’m busy today, so don’t bother me. Go away.”
“Hehe! I might be able to help today!”
“Do you even know what I’m doing? Fine, if you can help, I’ll grant you one favor. But if you can’t, could you please stop bumping into me already?”
“I-I told you, I’m not doing it on purpose! Ahem! You’re talking to a spirit right now, aren’t you? It doesn’t look like you’ve made a contract yet… Shall I help?”
“…What? You… don’t tell me, can you see spirits?”
“Because I’m a spirit mage!”
I knew it! It looks like today is my turn to shine!
Look at how startled he looks at my words. Hehe! But he really is handsome…
Ah! That’s not what matters. Ahem! If I summon a spirit myself, Senior will believe me, right?
‘Hey, can you come out and play? There’s someone here besides me who can see spirits! Gnome is nearby too!’
When I called for her, a droplet of water appeared in midair, gradually grew larger, and became a small whirlpool.
Then a small spirit in the form of a cute little girl appeared from within it.
“S-Sylph!”
“I’m an undine, you know!”
No wonder he can’t make a contract!
Undine puffed out her cheeks angrily at being teased about her name, and Gnome burst out laughing at the sight.
Good grief… It seems there are quite a few things I need to help you with.
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“Miss Luina! Have you heard the rumor? They say the prince was with that freshman again yesterday!”
“They say they talked for ages and didn’t part until after the sun had set!”
Ha! Of course…
Seeing him fall for Aria so quickly and spend enough time with her for rumors to spread through the academy left me speechless.
What? He likes me? He says I’ll regret it if I don’t choose him? How ridiculous…
As expected, things proceeded just as they had in the original story. Now he’ll feel things out between Aria and me before naturally choosing Aria.
First the prince, then the prince’s bodyguard, and finally my childhood friend…
I knew this would happen, and I had prepared myself for it…
But now that it was actually happening, it hurt.
I’d tried to pretend it didn’t matter and move on, but it wasn’t easy.
Without realizing it, I must have given the male leads too much of my heart…
No, maybe this is for the best.
I’m going to die anyway. Rather than see their faces clouded with sorrow because of me, it would be better to die alone and lonely, just as in the original story.
It’s not as though this is the first time I’ve gone through something like this…
Hah… After thinking about one thing and another, I arrived at the infirmary.
Hearing the news about the prince had made my head and chest ache again, and I couldn’t bear it.
I need painkillers.
But… I’m hesitating to open the door.
‘Deokbae Asil’ is beyond this door.
A person who was supposed to die in the original story. The father of that ‘witch.’
I’d run away disgracefully then…
Because of the shock of meeting the ‘witch’ and my fear of her.
But now that I think about it, there was no reason for me to run away at all.
Because with her father alive, the ‘witch’ is completely different from her original-story counterpart.
In the original story, she was always expressionless, and whenever she smiled, it was always while she was committing murder… but now she wore a pretty smile wherever she went.
Besides, she had become best friends with Aria Melts, whom she had tormented mercilessly, and the two of them openly got along well.
Could Deokbae Asil’s survival have changed her?
If so, Deokbae Asil is a major character. If I’m not careful, he could become the trigger that awakens the ‘witch.’
So I need to be careful.
Hah… I drew a deep breath and opened the infirmary door.
Deokbae Asil greeted me with a startled look.
But why does Deokbae Asil look so surprised every time he sees me?