City of Witches Chapter 296

An unexpected reunion with Periwinkle.

It wouldn't be right to keep Eloa waiting any longer.

-Knock knock

"Come in."

Siwoo knocked and only opened the door after Eloa answered.

Even though there's no Pink Clover now, it's become a sort of habit.

After all, just a few days ago, opening the door at such a moment would often greet him with a half-naked Eloa, her eyes wide like a startled rabbit.

"You're a bit late."

This time, fortunately, nothing was amiss.

By the fireplace, sitting on the edge of the bed, the Master was dozing off like a cat basking in pleasant sunlight, her head nodding sleepily.

Though, perhaps conscious of the earlier incident, she was dressed in her uniform, not pajamas.

Additionally, and most thankfully, the couple who had been generously emitting lewd noises also seemed to have gone to bed, as it was quiet.

"Yes, I met a Witch I know for a moment."

"A Witch?"

"Periwinkle, the one who helped us before."

Eloa, who hadn't done anything particularly cute, greeted Siwoo with her usual pleased smile.

However, the moment she heard the four syllables 'Per-i-win-kle' from Siwoo's mouth, that faint smile cracked.

"I owed her a favor from before, so I went to exchange greetings."

"A... a favor, I see."

Periwinkle, who had forced Eloa to observe sex education.

The moment she heard that name, countless thoughts sprouted and grew wildly in Eloa's mind.

Not only the scenes of intercourse, once tainted with lewdness and vulgarity,

but her thoughts also drifted to, 'Could that be why he's so late...?'

Unconsciously, Eloa's eyes swiftly scanned Siwoo's attire.

The time between Siwoo leaving and returning was roughly 30 to 40 minutes.

Wasn't that sufficient time to hastily take care of business...?

Then, what about those faint squelch squelch sounds that seemed to drift in from outside?

As her mind spun, filled with confusion, Eloa's face gradually turned red.

It was a change in hue observable with the naked eye.

And simultaneously, a prickling, unpleasant feeling rose in her chest.

"Master?"

"...Huh!"

Eloa, unable to give any answer, slowly lowered her head further.

Worried by the strange reaction, Siwoo gently placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her head to spring up almost like a coil.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It's nothing at all."

Even someone as insensitive as Siwoo could tell something was off, though he could never have guessed the problem was that Eloa had secretly witnessed the scene of intercourse with Periwinkle.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Therefore, his thoughts flowed to the reasonable deduction, 'The Master's condition still isn't good,' and that was all he was concerned about.

"No, it's getting late, shouldn't you get some rest too?"

"That's the plan. Will you be sleeping by the fireplace, Master?"

"Yes."

The two lay comfortably in their respective beds.

In Siwoo's case, having pushed through the final sprint of his research since this morning, he was exhausted to the point his head felt hot and fuzzy. Eloa, as had been the case recently, was in a difficult state due to the price of the contract.

Having also had a moderate amount of alcohol, both were at a level of fatigue where they'd fall asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow.

"Sleep well."

"You too, get some good rest."

After turning off the lamp, which had been glowing with ornamental flame, and closing his eyes, Siwoo's soft, rhythmic breathing soon began to be heard.

However, unlike Siwoo, who fell asleep almost immediately, Eloa found it hard to drift off.

Her mind was chewing over Siwoo's earlier words about meeting Periwinkle.

When she first heard it, it was just an inexplicable embarrassment and fluster.

It was intuitive, and the cause was easy to find.

It was because she had secretly witnessed Periwinkle and Siwoo's intimate relationship, and those memories had resurfaced.

But Eloa felt an uncomfortable, prickling sensation within that.

Specifically, when she recalled the scene of Siwoo kissing Periwinkle.

And when she thought he might have returned after having intercourse.

For a moment, a dark, murky emotion cast a shadow over her heart.

The problem was she didn't know why.

Unlike the other feeling, it wasn't intuitive, and she couldn't find the cause.

"......"

Eloa quietly opened her eyes.

The guest room, despite being called a special room, was cramped, and the distance between the beds was close enough to fit a small desk.

Siwoo's face, eyes closed as he faced this direction, was clearly visible.

When she first saw Siwoo having intercourse with Sharon.

She felt nothing.

She was merely embarrassed at unintentionally intruding on a secret rendezvous.

When she saw Siwoo serving Periwinkle to repay the debt of his life.

It was lewd and awkward.

For the first time in her life, she felt a faint warmth and, absurdly, began to perceive Siwoo as a 'man.'

But that was it.

She hadn't particularly felt discomfort or an unexplainable sense of rejection.

"......"

But today was different.

Merely thinking that Periwinkle and Siwoo might have done something unnecessary outside...

The negative emotion that welled up.

Eloa realized that the target of the gradually blooming negative emotion was 'Periwinkle.'

When she combined the various emotions and organized them from an objective perspective.

That displeasure, rejection, and indescribable negative feeling.

Only after taking a step back could Eloa summarize that emotion in two words.

Jealousy.

Eloah Tiferet felt jealous the moment she thought her disciple Shin Siwoo might have had a secret meeting with a woman.

Like a woman in love who had her lover taken away.

"That can't be..."

Eloa denied it.

Of course she had to deny it.

A Master feeling jealous of her disciple.

There are limits to how far one can stray from heavenly bonds.

So this is...

It's a phenomenon that occurs because a Master who loves her disciple is strictly evaluating the person who might become her lover.

Just like a father looking with disapproval at the boyfriend his cherished daughter brings home.

Eloa, who had barely succeeded in compromising with herself.

It was a fairly successful compromise, so her stiff expression softened a little.

At that moment.

'Haaah...'

An ominous sound was heard.

To Eloa, it felt more ominous than hearing a fuse burning under the bed.

'Good? Should I be rougher?'

'Mmm... be rougher...'

Moans began to drift over again, not from the room where the business had concluded earlier, but from the opposite room.

Eloa bit her lip, tightly closed her eyes, and pondered, 'Should I go over and give them a piece of my mind?'But it wasn't as if she had rented out the entire inn, so it was an unreasonable measure, and right now, her heart was simply too weary.

Eloa pulled the blanket over her head and tossed and turned for quite a while before finally managing to fall asleep.

Today, too, the Twins' lesson time arrived.

Since today was a holiday with no particular schedule, the afternoon lecture had been moved to the morning.

-Thud!

Sharon roughly opened the door and entered.

Her footsteps no longer held any hesitation or sense of burden.

It felt only like the resolve of a gladiator stepping into the center of the arena.

"Submit your assignments."

The Twins, sitting in the classroom as usual, widened their eyes at the sight of Sharon entering through the door.

Sharon squared her shoulders defiantly under the two pairs of wavering purple gazes.

It was clearly a major culture shock for the Twins, who were accustomed to Gehenna's modest attire.

Seeing them even rub their eyes, unsure if they were seeing correctly or if it was a hallucination, proved it.

Sharon was dressed today in the clothes she wore in the Mortal Realm.

To be precise, a crop top that clearly revealed her cleavage and dolphin shorts.

Frankly, they weren't suitable clothes to wear in autumn, and even less so for wearing during a lecture.

"...Huh?"

"...Huh?"

Entering the classroom in an outfit that threw the dress code to the dogs was not an action taken without thought.

Since an all-out war with the Twins was confirmed, she had decided to show the charm a woman should possess.

No matter how much wealth or whatever else, the most important thing in a love battle is charm.

It's not for nothing that wealthy overseas celebrities marry, risking hefty divorce settlements.

No matter how much money one has, what ultimately captivates a man is face and figure!

Of course, the Twins are cute too, but Sharon possesses a fearsome weapon that cuteness alone cannot match.

The Twins, with expressions as if their souls had left their bodies, looked at Sharon's ample chest and then examined each other's chests.

Even combined, they might barely rival Sharon.

Confirming the Twins' reaction, Sharon raised one eyebrow in the shape of a soaring stock chart and smiled confidently.

"What are you doing? Submit them already."

The Twins pouted their lips and submitted their assignments.

The problems Sharon had given totaled 10.

They were all problems she had created herself, requiring the use of the Elemental Magic learned the previous day.

Sharon continued with quick corrections using a red pen.

Problems 1 through 9 were answered quite diligently.

Sharon's pupils, filled with anticipation, scanned problem number 10.

Because it was the problem she had poured the most effort into when creating the assignment.

[Problem 10]

[Figure 1]

[There is precious research material in a Witch's laboratory with the following structure. Assume there are two twin cats coveting that Artifact. Propose a Magic Circle to efficiently drive away the cats using minimal magic power, according to the following conditions.]

[Condition 1]

The black cats are twins, appear irregularly without a set schedule, and do not get scared and run away.

[Condition 2]

The Magic Circle must use at least three different Elemental Array Formulas, and Rune Characters cannot be used.

[Condition 3]

Assume the Mana Resistance flowing within the Magic Circle is 1.5%, and there is no uncertainty in the Elemental Waveform.

What the twin cats in the problem Sharon created herself symbolized was obvious.

Sharon, who had been scanning the answer beneath the problem filled with personal bias, looked at the Twins.

"What's this for problem 10?"

Both Twins had written only a single line for problem 10.

[Just let the cats steal it]

"This is totally about us! How can you do this!"

"That's completely unfair!"

The Twins pounded the table with their palms, denouncing Sharon's abuse of teaching authority.

But Sharon didn't even blink.

If she wasn't brazen, she couldn't survive in the war against the Twins.

"You should approach both lessons and assignments diligently!"

"Sharon unni, you shouldn't mix personal bias into assignments!"

"A-and your outfit is too revealing! Please refrain from wearing such clothes in the future! It's lewd!"

Sharon walked past the lectern and trudged step by step toward the Twins.

Each time the breasts resting on her crossed arms swayed, displaying their splendid volume, a critical hit landed on the Twins' fragile hearts.

Having successfully scored twice in a row right after the battle commenced, Sharon was triumphant.

This wasn't the usual Sharon, but Berserker Sharon.

"I just wore light clothing? Besides, in the Mortal Realm, everyone dresses like this. What makes you think it's lewd?"

Sharon, leaning over with her hands on the desk, successfully emphasized her cleavage.

The Twins, lips tightly pressed together, stared side-by-side at that deep valley.

"Ugh! I-it's fake! All of this must be fake!"

"That's right! You grew them with Magic, right?"

The Twins desperately denied reality.

No matter how much they were twins, they had the common sense that one aspect of a woman's charm is ample breasts.

The thought of their assistant teacher being mesmerized by that made them feel their confidence being sharply chipped away.

Sharon's final move to achieve a hat trick here.

"Oh? Then touch them."

She even thrust her chest out defiantly in front of the Twins.

The Twins briefly exchanged looks, then reluctantly reached out their hands.

"If you think you can captivate Assistant Teacher with just this..."

"That's a huge miscalculation..."

-Squish!

-Squish!

The soft, plump sensation enveloping their palms.

Breasts too large for the Twins' small hands to grasp.

The firm elasticity, sense of volume, and softness clearly transmitted amidst the bounciness were enough to leave the Twins speechless.

It wasn't fake or a trick.

The captivating texture that made even another woman want to keep touching it was natural maternity itself.

The Twins' expressions turned dark.

It felt like facing a huge wall that couldn't be overcome through effort.

"By the way, Siwoo really likes them?"

Does fighting with kids make you become like a kid?

Sharon, who had crushed their fighting spirit with a childish tactic befitting the Twins, shrugged her shoulders with her nose held high.

Looking at such Sharon, Odil spoke in a low voice.

"...Odette, lock the door."

"Okay, unni."

-Click!

Odette locked the classroom door using telekinesis.

The Twins quietly rose from their seats.

Sharon looked at the Twins with a puzzled face.

"Huh?"

The Twins, snorting angrily, sprang up like missiles.

"No matter if it's Sharon unni! We can't take it anymore!"

"Let's fight without our ranks!"

"Y-you...! What are you doing...!"Odil, growling, charged and grabbed Sharon by the hair.

Odette clung to one of Sharon’s arms, hindering her movements.

Without even a moment to use Magic, a chaotic brawl broke out among the three of them, tangled together.

“Eek! Aah! Let go of this!”

“How dare you humiliate us like this! I can’t stand it!”

“Something this big! It’s inefficient! Don’t you know? It must be a spiteful little thing!”

“Are you crazy? You started it first!”

“You provoked us first, unnie!”

“I’ll never let you take my assistant!”

Well.

So it goes.