I Was Reincarnated As An Instructor In An R18 Game... - Chapter 84

It’s seven in the morning.

After having breakfast with Croana and the others, we parted ways, and now I’m walking through the academy.

The fresh morning air flows through the academy, and the empty hallways are a rare sight.

Apparently, when Croana wakes up, she opens the school windows for ventilation.

I can’t help but sincerely respect her as a truly wonderful headmaster.

After waking up holding Croana and the other two, we headed to the bath.

The way the three of them frolicked in the bath was so captivating it made me wonder if they were fairies.

When I actually said that aloud, all three blushed and replied, “Do people normally flirt in the bath?”

We went to sleep together, and being wrapped in their scent, I felt relieved that we had truly embraced beforehand.

Probably because it was a situation where it wouldn’t have been strange if my rod reacted.

We promised to meet again later, and they said they planned to spend the day happily together as sisters.

They invited me too, but I turned it down because there was somewhere I absolutely had to go today.

As I walked through the first-floor hallway, arms crossed and lost in thought about the plot, something soft bumped into my back.

Startled, I tried to turn around, but arms reached under my armpits and hugged me tightly.

At the same time, two large, round cushions pressed against my back.

Seeing the arms embracing me from behind, I let out a sigh and gave a wry smile, feeling relieved.

“Felica… did you stay overnight in the library again?”

“Mm~~~~~~~m.”

No, Mm~~~~m… is not an answer.

I had told Felica, who cannot stop once she gets absorbed, many times that she would ruin her body if she did not take breaks.

Judging from how she clung to my back and rubbed her head against me, she had probably burned out after getting too absorbed.

When I gently removed Felica’s arms and turned around, her usual dignified expression was gone, replaced by a melted, slack look.

I stopped Felica as she tried to wrap her arms around my neck and lifted her in a princess carry.

In response, Felica put her arms around my neck again and pressed her face into my collar.

I gave a troubled smile at Felica’s state and began walking toward my instructor’s office, which I had already walked passed.

The instructor’s room is not particularly locked, and sometimes other teachers or instructors are there to work as well.

I kissed Felica’s forehead as she lifted her face a little, and she buried her face into my neck again and started nuzzling.

The way she immerses herself and investigates until she understands is excellent.

But from my point of view, since she is a woman, I want her to think a bit more about her body.

“You’re pushing yourself too hard… Felica?”

“Mm~~mgh.”

“No, ‘Mm~mgh’ isn’t an answer, you know.”

“Mmm~~~~~mgh.”

I let out a wry smile at Felica’s reply as I continue walking to the instructor’s office.

With each step, her large br3asts shake and jiggle pressing against my chest.

As the breeze drifted into the hallway, it softly swayed Felica’s hair, and a refreshing floral scent tickles my nose.

…Ah, it resembles the fragrance of mint, now that I think about it.

‘It’s perfect for this morning hour’, I thought with a smile as I headed for the instructor’s office.

–

About two hours later, in my instructor’s office.

Felica rests on my lap in a princess carry, as I sit in my chair.

She hid her face with her hands, blushing all the way to her ears, and trembling slightly.

I’ll keep quiet about the fact that her large br3asts were shaking in sync with her movements.

“I am so sorry!”

“No… it’s fine, but is your body doing all right?”

“I took a nap in the resting room, so I’m okay…”

“…You seemed completely exhausted, though?”

“I will be careful, honestly…”

I laughed in amusement at the growing weakness in her words, and Felica slapped me on the chest.

The school’s library is popular partly because there is a nap room, but also because private rooms are provided.

If I recall correctly, there are nine rooms, and today, a day off for the academy, someone should still be inside.

I put my arm around Felica’s shoulder, pulled her close, brought my face to her hair, and asked.

“So, did you find the answer?”

“No… I couldn’t think of one…”

She lowered her hands, her cheeks turning faintly red, narrowed her eyes in a mixture of embarrassment and amusement, and replied with a strained laugh.

Judging by her demeanor, it seemed Felica had hit a dead end.

At the moment, what she’s working on is the application of her skill.

She is exploring the application of ‘Calamity’ and its possibilities.

I started from when she observed my training content and when she was asked for advice by Roy.

She likely heard the advice I gave Roy at that time, and since then Felica has been reviewing things while training her own class.

By the way, she is even running the training content I used with her own grade.

While not everything, her students must have gotten significantly stronger nonetheless.

I looked at Felica’s troubled state and made a suggestion with a smile.

“Do you have any plans today?”

“Hm? Ah… I’m free… Why do you ask?”

“I’m about to head over to First Street. How about joining me?”

When you’re stuck and can’t come up with an answer, it helps to refresh your mood.

This is something I’ve always done, even in my past life.

When you’re stuck, all you do is recycle the same answer, with nothing new coming to mind.

At times like that, going out to have fun or wandering around the city can refresh you and help ideas come.

This time, I have business at the blacksmith.

Thinking there could be something worth finding, I tell Felica without bringing up my past life.

Felica blinked a few times at my proposal, then gave a happy smile and nodded

…To be honest, I have an idea for the application… but it’d be tasteless if I said it myself.

That’s why I’ll just offer a hint. That’s the best I can do for Felica.

I gave Felica a few light kisses on the lips, and the two of us left the academy together.

–

First Street is, simply put, a factory district.

It’s a production-centered district with blacksmiths, clothing factories, alchemy facilities, and various other shops.

According to what I heard, even Marika’s Flower Garden and the Flower Mist goods are manufactured on First Street.

According to Lucienne, I believe, what’s done inside the shop is all custom made.

That’s why the sounds of machines echo through the night, and even late into the night, there are still plenty of people around.

More than 11th Street with all its taverns, First Street is truly the place in the capital that never sleeps.

That might make you wonder, does that mean there are only artisans here? That’s not the case.

Since shops like blacksmiths, weapon dealers, and magic item stores are all located here, it attracts a lot of customers.

Felica and I strolled along the bustling First Street.

I glance at Felica as she presses her chest against me and linking her arm with mine, then smile and say something.

“Felica, you don’t come to this street very often, right?”

“Yeah… the people at the estate usually prepare everything. But still, this is amazing…”

“So? Being here helps clear your head, right? Feel like you might come up with something?”

“Fufu, thank you, Reid.”

I answered Felica’s words with a smile and walked over to a nearby glass workshop to take a look inside.

The glass workshop had no doors and was built like a car garage, where the inside was fully visible.

Felica watched the craftsmen working with sparkling eyes, completely engrossed.

When it seemed like Felica had seen enough, she turned to the next workshop nearby.

Generally, most of the workshops and factories on First Street allow visitors to look inside.

Actually, visitors are more often welcomed than not.

It’s because of how things are sold. In Overworld, where reputation spreads through word of mouth, people sell their goods by letting others see how they’re made. [TL Note: Friendly reminder Overworld is the name of the game.]

Naturally, they keep special techniques and company secrets hidden and never show or disclose them.

It would be disastrous if they were stolen, so it’s only natural.

Conversely, there are also workshops that are off-limits to observers.

The blacksmith we’re going to now is one of those.

I smiled at Felica beside me, pointed to the place where white smoke was rising, and spoke.

“That over there is the blacksmith I’m headed to.”

“A blacksmith… I don’t think I’ve ever seen one before…”

The way Felica looked a little thrilled showed she was honestly looking forward to it.

She clung a little more tightly to my arm, causing her chest to press harder against me and change shape.

While walking with Felica toward the blacksmith, I started organizing in my head what I wanted to ask ‘him.’

Imagining the sour face he’d make when I asked the favor, I gave a wry smile.

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