Next Morning – Alchemy Research Wing, Stellar AcademyRoom 3B – Justin Dawn's Lab
The sun was barely up when Adonis arrived outside the chaotic door of Justin's lab. He stood straight, wearing his clean Eclipse robe, and holding a small sealed pouch—containing the sacred prize of Operation Panty Heist.
"What happened to me tomorrow I was almost calling myself king of perverts, I need to hold myself not falling of Justin Dawn's Influence" he thought looking at the small pouch.
"I should hand this thing fast as possible before instructor Alaria find something out"
Then he knocked twice.
BOOM!
The door flew open in a cloud of violet smoke again. Justin stumbled out with a half-burnt notebook, his silver hair a mess, and his shirt half-buttoned.
"You came?" Justin squinted, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"I've completed the task," Adonis said flatly, holding out the pouch. Although he was ashamed of doing this, he is still feeling a little smug for some reason.
Justin blinked.
"…You're kidding." clearly not expecting it.
Adonis dropped the pouch in his hand.
"I'm not in the mood to joke." he sternly said.
Justin opened it, peeked inside. Finding the violet lace panties inside.
His lips curled into the most devilish grin Adonis had ever seen.
"Haha! To think you actually managed to steal Alaria's panties—your guts could pierce a hole in the sky kid!" Justin laughed hysterically.
Then, without warning, he flew upward onto the building. It was early morning, and some researchers and students were already in the corridor.
Seeing Justin holding panties and jumping onto the rooftop, Adonis suddenly had a terrible feeling.
"This don't looks good" he thought.
Alchemy Research Wing – Rooftop Chaos, Early Morning
Students and researchers flooded into the corridors, looking up in confusion and horror as the silver-haired man nobody recognized waved a laced violet panty like a victory flag from the rooftop. His lab coat fluttered behind him like a mad scientist cape, and his booming voice echoed across the East Wing.
"Everyone!" he roared proudly. "To think! my student—not even Royal Class yet—pulled off the impossible! A theft worthy of legend! The panties of Alaria—King-Class Illusion Mage and the academy's coldest beauty! Look upon it and know greatness!"
Justin said waving panties like a flag in national anthem.
Below, Adonis was already halfway into a bush, pulling his Eclipse hood over his head, praying to every deity that existed that no one made the connection.
"Don't say my name, don't say my name—"
But fate wasn't kind enough.
"AND HE'S JUST A FIRST-YEAR ARISTOCRAT—YES, I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU, ADONISS!"
Adonis froze.
"…I'm changing academies," he muttered.
CRACK!
The air turned heavy. A chilling wind blasted across the rooftop as a silver magic circle formed midair. A burst of icy energy spread out like an avalanche, instantly turning the surrounding rooftop into a frozen hellscape.
The whole place temperature dropped making all shiver, teachers who gathered shielding students from the sudden cold.
Then a voice rang out, cold but trembling with rage.
"JUSTIN! DAWN! YOU PERVERT"
Adonis looked up, eyes wide. As he saw Alaria floated down in a storm of illusion butterflies and razor-sharp snowflakes. Her long silver hair was glowing, and her beautiful face was flushed pink—not from the cold, sheer anger and embarrassment.
"I should have known. Only you could stoop so low—and broadcast it to the whole campus."
Her eyes then darted toward Adonis below, narrowing sharply.
"...And you, first-year."
Adonis paled.
"I was… framed?" he tried.
Justin, still hovering like a drunken war god, grinned, casually spinning the lacy treasure on one finger.
"Now, now, don't go blaming the kid. Plus I never imagined you wear such naughty underwear—it's actually see-through with laces. How cute."
Alaria's eye twitched. Her face turned red with shame and anger.
"GIVE. IT. BACK!"
CRACK!CRACK! CRACK!
Giant jagged ice spears formed in midair, locking onto Justin from every angle. Like a cold judgement from hell, they started raining down on him.
But Justin unfazed casually conjured a blue barrier and blocked all of them like they were nothing.
"Look everyone! Your favorite ice goddess wears such naughty underwear!" Justin shouted.
By now, a huge crowd of teachers and students had already gathered, watching the chaotic exchange unfold.
Down Below—Gasps.
Laughter.
Screams.
Some students clutched their stomachs laughing. Others stared in horror. A few girls were secretly taking notes.
Meanwhile, the Headmistress—a graceful woman in her fifties with flowing grey-streaked hair—pushed through the crowd.
"Justin. Dawn."
The voice silenced the entire rooftop.
Even Alaria paused mid-summon.
Justin blinked. "Oh hey, Headmistress. Didn't expect you up this early."
The Headmistress gave him a tired, soul-weary look. "You've been back in public for less than a week, and I already regret unsealing your lab."
Justin shrugged. "Come on. Can't let the students get bored. Look at this crowd—best attendance this wing's had all year."
"I'll kill you!" Alaria roared.
A blizzard appeared, attacking Justin, but he dodged it with ease, spinning the panties once more.
Meanwhile, the Headmistress bumped her forehead with her hand, exasperated. "To think it's come to this…"
Adonis tried to slip into the crowd unnoticed.
But the Headmistress noticed.
"You're his new student, right?"
"Uh noooo… I'm Alex. I was just going to the restroom…" Adonis replied, his soul already leaving his body.
But even being hooded headmistress easily seen through him.
"To think he choose you from everyone I don't know you're fortunate or unfortunate," the Headmistress sighed. " But still I'm just happy he got a student in the first place. But do you even know who he is?"
"No, but I know he's some genius in magic research…" Adonis muttered weakly.
The Headmistress gave a long sigh. "I know he is never gonna tell you given his attitude, so let me tell you, then you can decide you still want to be his student or not…"