A Swordsman and a Mage, Sworn Enemies, Accidentally Crossed a Line and Discovered Their Bodies Were Perfectly Compatible. - Chapter 10

The girl known as Remietta Magnolia was, without a doubt, one of the brightest prodigies in the long, storied history of the Magnolia family.
Her mastery of magic, particularly her skill in multi-layered spells, ranked among the highest in generations. In fact, by the time she was just one year old, she was already being hailed as the family’s next heir.
Moreover, she possessed the charisma to command others, combined with both nobility and kindness.
Unfortunately, Remietta was born in the wrong era.
Had she been born one generation earlier or later, her name would surely have been etched into history.
But because she was born in this era, Remietta’s name would be buried in obscurity and fade away.
All because Lalael Magnolia, the greatest genius in the family’s history, happened to be born as her younger sister.

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“I’ve already spoken with that bastard Albeda. Now I just need to contact the relevant parties and…”

One afternoon, I wandered through the Academy, rubbing my sleepy eyes.
If I said I was just sleep-deprived, that would be the end of it. But the truth is, I’m currently swamped with work.
Operating in secret, I’m gathering allies and pushing forward at full speed toward a single goal.
As a result, I’m utterly exhausted, barely able to study, and have surrendered my top rank to Remietta.
But I think that’s fine.
After all, I’m doing this to end this pointless conflict.
Fueled by my weekly encounters with Remietta, I’ll keep pushing myself relentlessly today.
Just as I made that resolution—

“Hey, don’t wander around. This way.”

“Yesss, Sis is so uptight~”

—I suddenly overheard that conversation.
One voice belonged to Remietta, the Academy’s renowned top Mage, known to everyone here.
The other voice came from a girl who looked remarkably similar to Remietta.
The surrounding students naturally found their eyes drawn to the two beautiful girls.
Even I, who happened to be passing by, forgot my drowsiness and found myself drawn to Remietta and her companion, just like everyone else.

“Lala, you’re being too carefree. Let’s hurry to the staff room.”

“Okay, okay.”

With that, the two girls disappeared into the school building.
After a moment’s hesitation, I decided to follow them.
Stalking isn’t exactly commendable behavior, but human curiosity is hard to resist. I was also curious about the little sister she told me about the other day.
There was no doubt in my mind that the girl called Lala was none other than Lalael, the renowned prodigy hailed as the Magnolia Family’s greatest masterpiece in generations.
As someone striving to improve relations between Swordsmen and Mages, I couldn’t afford to ignore Lalael’s existence.
Silently erasing my presence, I trailed after Remietta and her companion.

“What happened that you skipped a grade and ended up in our year at such an odd time?”

“Hmm… Well, the classes were too easy. Honestly, I felt like I’d already learned everything the Academy had to offer. So Father let me skip ahead.”

“I know Lalael is exceptionally talented, but that’s an arrogant way of thinking. Those with power should be especially humble.”

“Sister, you’re so rigid!”

Eavesdropping, I learned that Lalael would be transferring to our grade level.
I was pretty sure she was about three years younger than us, but Lalael must truly be the prodigy everyone said she was. This must be the “sister trouble” she mentioned the other day.
Lalael was a genius beyond even Remietta, a genius among geniuses. She probably wouldn’t even spare me a glance.
So I began to consider how I should handle this.

“By the way, is that guy behind us okay?”

“What do you mean, ‘behind us’?”

“Someone’s following us.”

“?!”

I was listening intently and gasped when I heard what she said.
To easily see through the Reinebell Family’s secret trailing technique… I immediately revised my assessment of Lalael’s threat level, raising it another notch.
And I resigned myself to the fact that I couldn’t push this any further.

“Tch, how did you know?”

“You’re…”

“Oh. You’re the second son of the Reinbell family.”

“Nice to meet you, Miss Lalael. I’m Elvin Reinebell. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

I strode confidently forward, approaching the two girls and positioning myself directly opposite Lalael.
Her height was similar to Remietta’s, around 140 centimeters—remarkably petite. Both shared the same hair and eye color.
However, in stark contrast to Remietta, Elvin’s hair was long, cascading down to her waist.
The most striking difference lay in her chest.
Her ample br3asts, straining against her neatly tailored blazer, seemed disproportionately large for her frame. Likely an H-cup or larger, they stood in stark contrast to Remietta’s flat chest.
No one could possibly mistake them for sisters based on their chests alone.

“Elvin, right? Aren’t you the top swordsman here?”

“At this academy, yes.”

“Hmm.”

Lalael looked up at me with a grin.
She had a very cheeky face, and I couldn’t help but sense the qualities of a brat.
Remietta seemed to share this inclination, perhaps a trait of the Magnolia Family.

“So, Mr. Elvin, how about I make you my pet?”

“…Absolutely not. And Lalael, you’re saying something outrageous.”

“Well, the Academy is such a boring place, but I think it would be much more interesting if I had it all under my control. So, please?”

“Lala!”

Remietta stopped Lalael, who had made such a cheeky request.

“Please understand that your words are excessively selfish and arrogant. It’s unacceptable to try to control others simply because you’re bored.”

“Eeeh?”

Remietta scolded Lalael as her older sister, but Lalael completely ignored her.
Her attitude clearly showed that she looked down on Remietta.

“Hey, Mr. Elvin, what do you think? Don’t you want to belong to me?”

Lalael says in a soothing voice, lifting up her ample br3asts as if to show them off.
From her behavior, it was clear she was used to getting her way through such tactics.
Having fully exploited her natural talents and beauty throughout her life, this personality had likely become ingrained.
Considering this, managing her would be quite challenging.

“Lala!”

“Sister, be quiet!”

Remietta scolded her, but Lalael ignored her, and Remietta seemed unable to assert herself more forcefully.

“Hah. Well, that might work on hormonal teenagers, but…”

“…Oh?”

“If you keep using tactics like that, you’ll eventually face a painful backlash. You should stop.”

“…………”

Having assessed Lalael’s character, I shook my head and firmly refused.
Lalael narrowed her eyes, glaring at me.
She’s still just a child. Even though she calls the Academy boring, Lalael is exactly the kind of girl who should be learning there.

“I’ll remember your name very well, Mr. Elvin.”

When her demands weren’t met, Lalael turned her back and stormed off, her displeasure obvious.

“Lala, wait!”

“I’m going alone from here.”

Lalael replied, brushing off Remietta’s attempt to stop her and disappearing into the Academy building.
Remietta watched her retreating figure with a sigh.

“I apologize. She’s a natural prodigy who’s never faced failure. Since no one but me has ever disciplined her, she can be quite arrogant.”

“That’s the impression I got. You don’t need to apologize.”

She’s still within the range of what’s acceptable for a precocious child. If she carries this attitude into adulthood, it’ll be a problem, but for now, it’s almost endearing.
Still, Lalael’s existence can’t be ignored. She’s undoubtedly a key to improving relations between Swordsmen and Mages.

“It seems things won’t go smoothly after all. We should share information.”

“Agreed. Let’s discuss the details tomorrow night.”

“That sounds good.”

We were standing in front of the Academy’s main building. It wouldn’t be wise for us to be seen talking so intimately any longer.
With that, we parted ways immediately.

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Holiday nights were when Remietta and I secretly met.
As usual, once the boys’ dormitory fell silent, Remietta, now invisible, materialized in my room.

“Hey, you’re here.”

“Yes. Thank you for the other day.”

After a brief greeting, we both sat on the edge of the bed as if by unspoken agreement.

“How’s Lalael doing?”

“No problems so far. It’ll be troublesome if she comes into contact with the swordsmen, so please be careful.”

“Understood.”

As we exchanged information as usual, my gaze naturally drifted to Remietta.
Tonight, she was wearing an oversized hoodie and shorts.
The outfit suited her slender frame perfectly, and her unusually exposed, shapely legs made it impossible to look away.

“Um, what are you looking at?”

“…Well…”

“Don’t try to dodge the question. Honestly… where did the cool you who resisted Lala’s seduction go?”

Remietta sighed in exasperation, but her expression seemed to say, What can you do?
The old Remietta would have relentlessly grilled me for even glancing at her suggestively. Considering that, she’s being quite affectionate today.

“I’m just loyal,”

“…Huh?”

I muttered without looking at her.
Remietta gasped. Usually, she’d retort with something sharp, but today she remained silent.
Curious, I glanced at her and saw her face flushed crimson like an apple.

“…Why are you blushing?”

“Y-you’re blushing too!”

Finally, Remietta responded with her usual sharp tone.

“Y-you… You’re just toying with girls like this, aren’t you? You’re a terrible man! How many girls have you made cry?!”

“I haven’t made anyone cry. You know who I gave my virginity to, right?”

“Hmph… Idiot.”

When I said that, Remietta finally turned away.
She looked so adorable that I couldn’t resist placing my hand on her waist and pulling her close.

“Hmm… What is it?”

“Nothing. Just this.”

“Hah?! D-don’t pick me up!”

Ignoring her protests, I scooped Remietta into my arms, settled her on my lap, and wrapped my arms around her from behind.
Her body was warm, as if she’d just taken a bath, and her scent was stronger than usual.

“Anyway, about Lalael…”

“Why are you so calmly resuming the conversation?! …Ha, fine, whatever.”

Remietta stopped protesting even when I held her on my lap.
On the contrary, she leaned even more heavily against me.

“Well, you know… we need to do something about Lalael. If we leave her alone, she’s bound to cause trouble.”

“That’s true. But she doesn’t listen to me—or anyone else, for that matter.”

Amidst our secret efforts to resolve the conflict between the Swordsman and the Mage, Lalael had suddenly appeared like a thorn in our side.
We couldn’t ignore her; her presence was too significant. We had to deal with her decisively.
It was incredibly troublesome, but if handled skillfully, it could even turn into an advantage.

“She’s a very willful child. She won’t rest until she gets what she wants. Having never experienced failure, she’s intoxicated by a sense of omnipotence. I’ve always wanted to address that…”

“I see. It’ll be difficult, but maybe we should just knock her down a peg.”

“Regrettably, it seems I’ll need your assistance.”

“Right. Rely on me as much as you need. I’ll be expecting my reward.”

“…If things go well, I’ll give you a special service.”

Remietta’s promise of a better night ignited my motivation.
I needed Lalael to stay quiet, and if she could become an ally, even better.
I began formulating a plan in my mind.

“I need information. Tell me everything you know about Lalael.”

“Well… she’s a genius. Her magical power, control over magic, and speed of spell construction all surpass mine.”

If Remietta, the most skilled mage of our age that I know, admits Lalael surpasses her, then breaking Lalael’s arrogance will be extremely difficult.

“That’s incredible.”

“Yes. That’s why everyone only ever looked at her.”

Remietta’s voice dropped an octave, and she gripped my arm tightly.

“Father, Mother… everyone, everyone…”

“Remietta?”

“She always wants everything I have and takes it all.”

“…………”

“But she’s such a genius, so extraordinary, that she’ll change the history of mages. That’s the kind of person she is.”

Remietta concluded, her head bowed.
I couldn’t ignore the darkness I had glimpsed earlier.

“Is there anything else you want to ask?”

“…Hmm.”

What should I ask? How could I probe the darkness I had glimpsed?
I didn’t know. I tightened my embrace slightly and gently stroked her hair.

“What are you doing, petting me without asking?”

“Tell me if you don’t like it.”

“Hmph!”

Contrary to her cold behavior, Remietta entrusted everything to me in a spoiled manner.

“You’re looking at me, not Lara.”

Then she blurted out. “…………Nothing.”
Remietta immediately denies it.
It was probably a slip of the tongue, something she hadn’t meant to say. But the words had spilled out, revealing something deep within her.
So I responded.

“Didn’t I tell you? I’m loyal.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you want to know?”

“…………”

Usually so teasing, she was unusually docile today.
I found Remietta, looking a little vulnerable, incredibly endearing.
Without a word, I gently lifted her and shifted our positions.
Now facing each other, with Remietta sitting on my lap.

“What are you doing?”

“Hmm? What?”

“Your face is too close. Why is your face…?”

I hugged her tightly, not wanting her to let go, and we stared at each other.
Her cheeks flushed crimson, but her eyes were vulnerable. The usual Remietta, confident and resolute, was nowhere to be seen.

“I only have eyes for you. Lalael means nothing to me.”

“Hngh…”

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle everything perfectly.”

“Y-you’re just trying to look cool. That girl is far more amazing than me…”

“I don’t know anyone more amazing than you.”

“That’s a narrow-minded view. I’m not that great at all.”

Remietta shook her head vigorously.
But no matter how amazing Lalael might be, or how many other incredible people existed in the world, Remietta was the most amazing person in my eyes.

“No, I truly believe you’re the most incredible person I know. And because I thought you were the most incredible, I was terrified.”

“……”

These were my unfiltered, honest feelings.

“Your charisma could unite all the Mages. We Swordsmen feared we’d be crushed by the Mages you led. That’s why we engaged in pointless conflicts—to try and surpass you.”

“……”

“To be blunt, the rivalry between Swordsmen and Mages is utter bullshit. I’ve thought so since I was a kid. But the reason I fought you wasn’t fate. It was fear. I was terrified. Terrified of you, the most incredible person I knew.”

I poured out the truth I’d kept hidden for so long, leaving Remietta stunned.

“Compared to you, Lalael doesn’t inspire even a shred of fear in me. I’ve only ever had eyes for you, Remietta.”

“That’s… not true.”

“It is. Don’t deny the person I admire most.”

“…Mr. Elvin.”

Remietta’s eyes wavered, her lips softening with surprise and joy. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she looked only at me.

“You… you like me too much.”

“…Is that a bad thing?”

“…Huh?”

Remietta flinched, her gaze fixed on me.

“That’s… um… do you really… like me that much?”

“…I…”

“Say something…”

I decided to answer with action.

“Ah…”

Remietta’s lips were incredibly soft. Her trembling lips gently met mine.
Remietta’s eyes widened, but she didn’t resist, simply accepting the kiss.
For several seconds, we continued the gentle kiss, our lips pressed together.

“This is how I feel. If you hate it, just say so. I’ll probably cry a lot.”

“…Make up your mind already! Are you trying to be cool or not? Ugh… I told you, no kissing!”

“I couldn’t help myself. But I won’t do anything you truly hate.”

“Mmm…”

Remietta hugged me tightly, burying her face against my neck and rubbing her body against mine in a clingy manner.

“I… I don’t particularly like it, though.”

“Seriously?”

“But… it doesn’t feel bad.”

“…So?”

“…………”

Remietta didn’t reply.

“Well, that’s fine for now. I got to see my cute, adorable Remietta.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s just have s3x for now. I’m at my limit.”

“W-what’s with the sudden change of topic? You don’t even know how I feel!”

“I know you’re a tsundere.”

“I’m not a tsundere!”

Remietta’s eyes swirled as she gripped my body tightly.
She must be really flustered. So cute.

“…Well, you’re a pervert, so if I don’t relieve you, you’ll probably assault another girl.”

With that, I gently laid Remietta down on the bed.

“Today, I might even let you kiss me while we do it.”

“Seriously?!”

“You’re getting too excited! You’ve already taken my first kiss, so it doesn’t really matter anymore.”

She said this demurely, her cheeks flushed and her gaze averted.
But it was too late for a first kiss now.

“First kisses are too late, right?”

“…What do you mean by ‘too late’?”

“Too late… hmm, what do I mean?”

Something suddenly flashed through my mind, prompting the words that came out of my mouth. But even I wasn’t quite sure what I meant.

“You’re such a strange person. But come on, come here. You can indulge me a little today.”

Remietta, now in her sweet mode, was utterly adorable.
And so, another night of grown-up rendezvous with Remietta began.