I Was Reincarnated As An Instructor In An R18 Game... - Chapter 7

“Stop! Stretch on your own and then disperse!”

The next day, I was instructing the students in the academy’s training grounds.

The previous day, Miss Erika arranged a carriage and took Felica away with her.

To be honest, I was thankful. I had been worrying about how to move Felica, who was broken from fear and shame, to a less crowded place.

By the way, I called the guards and explained the circumstances about the idiot son.

He was taken away with the illegal magic stones.

…I took the foolish son’s magic bag because I didn’t want this to be swept under the rug.

I hope I won’t have to use it.

If he keeps stirring things up, I could always make it look like a suicide and kill him.

Honestly, it would be better if idiots like the foolish son just died quickly, so I can have some peace of mind.

As soon as I hear he’s been released, I’ll go to him immediately.

I’ve experienced war, so don’t underestimate me.

While the students were heading to the changing rooms, Roy approached and suddenly bowed his head.

I immediately stopped him and said.

“Stop, Roy. Someone might start getting suspicious. You wouldn’t want to be investigated either, would you? …Is Instructor Felica okay?”

“…Yes, that’s right. I’m calm now. I heard it from my older sister. Thank you so much.”

“Don’t worry… Make sure to tell Miss Erika too, okay?”

“No, I’ve already told her. I managed to get the thanks accepted. She scolded me for not contacting my father right away, though…”

“Haha, as expected of Miss Erika. It seems she has no intention of forgiving the person who put Instructor Felica through that.”

“Yes, it seems that way. I was so worried about my sister’s condition and panicked, I didn’t realize it. I certainly deserve to be scolded.”

I said laughing lightly, as Roy shook his head with a wry smile.

I placed one hand on Roy’s shoulder and said the words I knew would be needed from here on.

“When protecting someone important, you have to consider many things, but don’t get the order wrong… Got it?”

“…Yes, Instructor Reid!”

With a serious look on his face, Roy nodded and walked toward the changing room.

Various events will happen to Roy from now on.

It’s the player’s job to guide him so he doesn’t make mistakes, but there is no such person in this world.

The mistake he will make is an event involving helping others.

If the order is wrong, the heroine will encounter danger. In the worst case, she could die.

I will help when I’m able to as an instructor, but there are limits to what I can do.

…I’m counting on you, Roy.

“It looks like you were talking about me, right?”

“Good work, Miss Erika… You should go change first.”

“…Understood.”

I turned at the voice coming from behind, sighed, and spoke.

The thin clothes she wore for training were sticking to her body due to her sweat.

She responded as if she understood my words, covered her chest with a towel, and hurried toward the changing room.

…She’s the daughter of a noble family, right? Maybe I should have a word with her butler.

Nevertheless, it might be better to hurry up with the plan I’ve been thinking about.

No, I should hurry.

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“So, the place you want me to accompany you to on the way back… is this it?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“…Isn’t this usually not a place you would go with your own student?”

“Rather than as a student, I had you come along because I planned on having you help me.”

“Help you… here?”

After hearing my words, Erika answered and then turned her gaze to the shop’s sign.

I brought her to the underwear store that Erika also frequents.

Is this what they call a lingerie shop?

In front of the store, I followed Erika as she led the way inside.

There were a few female customers who glanced at me as I entered.

But if it’s for my students, it’s no big deal.

Erika said something to the shop assistant, and the assistant hurried to the back of the store.

Still, they really don’t sell it here…

No, why is that?

From what I’ve seen, even women labeled as having tiny br3asts in this world still have br3asts as big as apples, you know?

After a while, a woman appeared from the back of the store.

A woman with long blonde hair gently curled, looking slightly older than Niimi-san.

She exuded a mature charm that was different from Erika’s.

She also has about the same br3ast size as Niimi-san…

She bows before Erika and me, then begins speaking with a smile.

“I am Marika, the owner of Flower Mist. It’s been a while, Erika-sama… and who is this?”

“It’s been a while, Marika. This is Reid-san, my combat instructor who’s in charge of my year.”

“A combat instructor… you say?”

Marika tilts her head in confusion at Erika’s introduction.

Seeing that, I give a slight wry smile.

Well, it’s understandable, being suddenly introduced to a combat instructor like that…

I bow my head and speak.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Instructor Reid. I apologize for the sudden visit, but could you help my students?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“…Could you explain? I’m sorry to stand while we talk, please follow me to the room over there.”

Marika, though confused, guided me to what was probably the reception room.

I asked Marika, who was giving tea instructions to her subordinate, to prepare something to write on for me as well.

When the tea arrived, I quickly drew a picture and showed it to both of them.

“Is this… underwear?”

“…This is…”

“I would like you to create underwear that keeps the chest from bouncing too much during battle, and prevents the panties from shifting.”

That’s right, there’s no bra.

There are corsets and things like negligees, but no bras.

I can tell because I watch the students during training.

All the students have large chests. As a result, there were many times when their br3asts bounced, hindering them from performing attacks they should have been able to do based on their physical abilities.

They also looked like they were in pain and kept adjusting their panties, looking uncomfortable.

Even Roy seems to notice, but he does nothing at that time.

However, the battlefield is different. Monsters don’t miss such openings. It’s the same even when fighting humans.

What I drew was a bra and panties. It’s easier to understand with the drawings than explaining it with words.

“Just asking, but does underwear like this actually exist?”

“…The world is vast, so I wouldn’t say it’s impossible, but I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“I wonder why I never noticed it until now…”

Erika crossed her arms and tilted her head beside me.

I called out to Erika with a smile.

“Miss Erika.”

“What is it?”

“It’s business time, I’ll be counting on you.”

“…Eh?”

【Profile】

* Stepmother Niimi

Height: 165 cm, 37 years old, brown hair, tied into a single braid that reaches down to her waist.

She unbraids her hair when she sleeps.

Her expression is soft, she has a gentle and nurturing personality with a strong maternal instinct.

She looks like she’s in her late 20s.

Her body is well-balanced, neither too thin nor too thick.

The word “wife” suits her perfectly.

Her br3asts are about the size of dodgeballs, and as soft as marshmallows.

She has started to see Reid as a man.

She is secretly thinking of a way to give him a signal.

Chapter length 2822 characters.