Elisa had never attended school.
All her knowledge came from her mother. Then, just as she was supposed to enter a noble academy for further study, the Elisa family was destroyed.
"Teacher, what should I do..."
"Lady Yuli is dead, I only have you now."
"Teacher, take me... slurp, squelch."
Back in the Holy City, curled up in Silas's room, she could hear the ambiguous dialogue and the wet sounds of sex from next door.
Why?
Why did she have to stay in this man's room, hugging her knees while listening to him do those things with women in the next room?
Elisa pulled the blanket over her head.
Click.
Not long after, Silas returned.
His neck was covered in lipstick marks.
"You're quite popular with the female students."
For Elisa, the comfort of Silas's room was certainly better than a cave for sleeping, but the constant sound of wet squelching made it even more agonizing in a different way.
"Jealous? Then you can join in tomorrow."
"...I am not!"
"Are you ready for your debut tomorrow? The uniform should fit, right?"
"..."
Elisa bit her lip slightly. "The chest... it's a bit tight. The skirt is too big."
She suspected Silas did it on purpose, that he just liked this tight-fitting style.
But her nervousness was real.
In over twenty years, she had never conversed with peers. Even though Silas said that considering her physical condition, she only needed to show her face on mornings and afternoons when the weather was nice.
Wearing a hat or holding a parasol, she wouldn't weaken immediately. Finishing one class was no problem.
"Then I'll give you a new one tomorrow morning. Oh, the blood is over there. Drink it yourself."
"..."
She understood him less and less.
Why was Silas going to such lengths?
The second day after returning to the Holy City.
Everything went exactly as Silas said; the Duchess's incident only triggered a campaign to strengthen fire prevention.
At the same time, rumors spread that the Succubus did it. The Church took the opportunity to hawk more crosses... in any case, no one suspected her or Silas.
"This is my relative, my niece."
"Come, say hello and introduce yourself to everyone."
"..."
"T-That... I..."
Silas had already prepared the script for her.
It was very simple.
Since her original name couldn't be used, Silas had specifically thought of a pseudonym for her... but Elisa found it too ugly. She hesitantly spoke her former childhood nickname—a name only her mother knew.
"I am... Michelle. That is my name, b-because... with this... ah... I come from the same place as my uncle."
Looking at the noble ladies in the classroom staring at her, Elisa's toes curled inside her shoes. She was so nervous she could barely breathe.
She wanted to use hypnosis immediately to make all these people fall asleep.
She had followed his instructions to turn her hair jet black, so why were they still staring?
"Mmh, my niece had a major illness before and has few friends. She's quite shy. I'll have to trouble everyone to take good care of her."
"Eek?!"
Her back was suddenly patted by Silas, and Elisa couldn't help but let out a cry.
"Hehe, what a lovely lady. Since she's Teacher Silas's niece, let's get along well from now on."
"Michelle? Where exactly is Teacher Silas's hometown? The names are strange but quite pretty."
"..."
In addition to the nerve-wracking self-introduction, Elisa also had to accept Silas's "close guidance."
In the training grounds, Silas had to stand behind her and teach her swordsmanship hand-on-hand.
"Wow, Michelle seems very talented."
"Don't be nervous, we all learned slowly. Actually, the swordsmanship exam isn't that strict for girls—unless you want to be a knight."
"..."
She was already extremely uncomfortable being watched.
But gradually, feeling her butt cheeks pressed against by something hard, her discomfort turned into humiliation.
This scum!
He can actually get an erection like this in front of so many female students?!
Shameful!
She spent an exhausting morning in class. Originally, she only needed one morning class before returning to the room to rest.
"Miss Michelle, let me teach you sewing."
"I'll teach you cooking."
"..."
But because of Silas's favor, the noble ladies were competing to please her. Since the lessons were indoors where the light wasn't too harsh, Silas ignored her pleading eyes.
It evolved into a group of girls her age chirping questions at her.
"Wow, Michelle's breasts are so big. Is there a secret?"
"N-No. It's genetic."
"Your waist is so slender too... you smell so good."
"..."
"Does Michelle like the Teacher?"
"H-How is that possible! I... well, he's my uncle."
"That's good. If Michelle liked the Teacher and lived with him, we wouldn't have a chance. Sex with the Teacher is very comfortable."
"..."
This sword teacher! Despicable!
"Teacher Silas really shouldn't get married his whole life. That way, after I graduate, I can come find him anytime."
"Yeah, it would be a headache if he got married. I've never seen one that big."
"Hard to say. Because of our connections, Teacher Silas can't be anything other than a sword teacher, but those noble madams are addicted too... hmph, a bunch of old hags relying on cosmetics."
"Ah, I really want to turn the Teacher into my exclusive male whore."
"Pfft, look at the state you were in last time... you want to make him yours? You're more like Teacher Silas's exclusive slut."
"..."
Gradually.
Elisa began to sense that something was wrong.
"Oh... you've gone too far, did you forget the Teacher's niece is still here? Miss Michelle won't tell on us, right? We're all very interested in the Teacher, so we'll definitely look out for you. Just tell us if you want anything. Mmm... but Teacher Silas is all your fault, especially you! Giving him so much money."
"Hey, how can you blame me? I was searched until I didn't know north from south. When Teacher Silas said he had no money to replace his sword, of course I'd give it to him! If you're going to blame anyone, blame yourselves for being too afraid of the Teacher getting promoted! If I didn't give him lots of things, he wouldn't use my tits."
"..."
These people didn't take her seriously at all. Their only concern was whether she and Silas had a physical relationship or an engagement.
She suddenly realized the truth.
Silas wasn't born corrupt; he was forced into it by these people.
His birth wasn't noble; he wasn't even a minor aristocrat. He was just slightly better off than a commoner. With that status... refusing any noble lady present would lead to unimaginable consequences. Not to mention the even higher-ranking madams.
He was essentially walking on thin ice.
Since this was hell, why didn't he run? He had already left the city and had the chance to leave.
"Hello, Miss Michelle."
Finally, she met the female student she had seen peeping last night—the noble girl who was making squelching noises with Silas in the next room.
Her breasts were a bit smaller than Elisa's, and she sat smiling next to her in a sundress.
"Them... just ignore them. Teacher Silas knows how to handle them. I'll teach you how to cook. After all, besides me, no one else is learning seriously. They probably only have their minds set on getting the Teacher's 'thing'."
"..."
Elisa didn't know why, but seeing the noble girl pick up the ingredients and chop carrots, she found herself asking, "Do you... like him?"
"Eh? Mmm... why ask so suddenly?"
Under Elisa's direct gaze, the girl looked away shyly. "I think Teacher Silas will definitely achieve great things later. Though the process might be a bit hard. And because of Teacher Silas, I'm not being bullied as much. Ah... Teacher Silas said you're staying in his room, you didn't... hear us last night, did you?"
"..."
Elisa said nothing.
"Truly, it's a relief Teacher Silas came back... ugh, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."
As she spoke, she wiped away a tear and smiled. "Don't worry, just ask me if there's anything you don't understand. Teacher Silas looks after me, so of course I'll look after you. Even if Teacher Silas never plans to take me permanently."
"..."
Elisa suddenly felt she had been too harsh.
She had been saved twice by Silas. But her impression had always been formed from the gaps when she was a Succubus, seeing Silas doing this and that with students, and she arbitrarily labeled him a despicable, lecherous sword teacher. She never considered that he didn't necessarily choose to be that way.
So, the reason he returned was that he couldn't leave this girl behind?
In a sense, he was just like her. Enduring humiliation for many years... forced into this because he couldn't change his situation.
Afternoon.
Elisa finished her swordsmanship class somewhat absentmindedly. Taking advantage of Silas's absence as night approached, she went to drink the blood of those noble ladies from earlier. After drinking Silas's blood, their blood tasted terrible.
But she wasn't doing it for hunger.
She had gotten smarter this time. Using her status as a student, after she finished drinking, she pretended to have been attacked by the "Succubus" and collapsed among the noble girls, waiting for Silas to come.
"..."
The commotion ended.
Silas was forced to stay in the office with various sobbing noble girls until midnight, until only Elisa was left.
"..."
Standing before Silas, she was as obedient as a schoolgirl.
Elisa knew she had acted a bit impulsively, forcing Silas to deal with those noble girls again. But she just couldn't help being angry.
She felt a sense of shared fate... she couldn't change her situation, and perhaps she lacked the power to get revenge on the Church, at most opting for a mutual destruction. But here with Silas, she could help.
"Tell me, what was the reason for doing that?"
Seeing Silas sitting there with a stern look, Elisa instinctively shrugged her shoulders.
"It... it was my fault!"
"I didn't know those things before... but how can you just let yourself fall like this! You should resist! You should fight for the girl you like! Take her away from here!"
"?"
Silas was stunned. What was this little virgin talking about?
"If you need to drink blood, I left a small bottle of mine. If it's not enough, you can say so, but running off to drink from the students... it makes things very troublesome for me. Do you understand?"
"...Those pathetic nobles definitely need to be punished!"
"I think you are the one who needs punishment. Come here."
"..."
After hesitating, Elisa went over and unbuttoned her clothes.
But this time it wasn't out of humiliation, but rather a persuasive, guiding posture. "I know you aren't bad at heart. In the past, you might have been a fine knight. You fell because of them. Think about it... doing this to me, the girl who admires you would be very sad."
"You're quite right, but I don't know any 'sad girls'."
"I still have important things to do... you should just elope with her. The treasure map is real!"
"I have no idea what you're rambling about. Just clamp it with your breasts first."
"..."
With his hard cock pressed into her cleavage, Elisa gritted her teeth. Why couldn't she talk sense into him?
The reason he kept helping her... besides coming back for that girl, was he obsessed with the beauty she inherited from her mother? If this were the past, after understanding why Silas became this way, she might have recruited him into the Knights to train as a personal guard.
After all, his swordsmanship and courage were things she had seen with her own eyes. His character wasn't as bad as her first impression.
Ah.
Suddenly, it came out, right at her mouth... why is this white stuff even better than blood? Just a little bit makes her stomach feel hot. If she could turn him into a servant and drink this every day...
Lick~
Elisa instinctively licked the corner of her mouth. Then she snapped back to reality, finding Silas staring at her with a strange expression.
"You like this? Are you a succubus?"
"N-No! I... I was..."
Her cheeks flushed bright red.
She couldn't explain the inexplicable attraction the white fluid had for her. She had come to persuade Silas to stop falling into depravity, but now it looked like she was begging for more.
"..."
Silas stood up, his erect member very close to her lips.
"Ha... I-I don't like this stuff at all. It's disgusting!"
She tried her best not to look and refused to smell the scent.
"Really?"
Silas dabbed a bit and held it to her mouth. Her tongue involuntarily flicked out and licked it. After a moment of dazed bliss, she shuddered.
"You bastard! Giving me this kind of stuff to eat...!"
"Want to lick? There will be more."
"In your dreams! I'm not licking!"
Elisa couldn't bear the lure that was right in front of her and quickly ran into the bathroom, trying to cool the rising heat in her lower abdomen with cold water.
Silas lay on the bed, rubbing his temples.
He didn't know what the little virgin had misunderstood, but was she really a succubus? A pure, real succubus, even more authentic than the Sister. After all, she had the erotic crest and that dazed expression when she was "drinking."
"..."
Elisa stayed in the bathroom for a long time without coming out. Now Silas slept on the bed, and she slept on the floor mat across from the table.
The light was extinguished.
She didn't go to sleep on the mat; instead, she came to Silas's bedside again.
"You're pretending to sleep, aren't you?"
"..."
"Hey."
"..."
"I really wanted to think of you as a good person, thinking you would have been a fine knight in the past... giving me that disgusting stuff to eat."
"...?"
What is she doing?
"If I lick it, will it really come out?"
"I-I'm doing this for food! Eating it feels like it really makes me stronger... with power, I won't die pointlessly like you said. I can become as strong as my mother!"
"..."
Slurp, slurp~
She was actually stealing a taste. As she ate, she carefully checked if Silas was awake. Seeing no movement, she licked even more vigorously.
"T-This isn't betraying that poor girl who likes you. I'm doing this for food! I'll just treat it as food, leave when I'm full, and never see a weirdo like you again!"
"..."
Silas couldn't take it anymore. She clearly felt him react, but she had no intention of letting go. Instead, she buried herself deeper.
"Gulp, gulp... really, it's so delicious. Why is a weirdo's blood... and this... all so... gulp."
"It's hard again. Is there more?"
"..."
Silas thought for a moment.
What was I originally planning to do?
Oh, because this girl went to drink from the noble girls and caused a scene, I was going to teach her a lesson. Now what's happening? I'm being milked dry by someone who is 90% a real succubus.
He was licked again. Her tongue came out. Even though Silas knew she was only using her tongue so hard to sweep up the bits she missed.
"..."
But he couldn't hold back anymore.
How could he let this little glutton have an infinite refill?
He sat straight up.
"Eek?!"
Seeing Elisa with her clothes in disarray, and the strands of saliva stretching from her mouth to her chest, she looked like a startled cat, completely panicked.
[You have provided Elisa with a temporarily safe identity and residence, controlled her actions, and avoided the possibility of her being in danger again.]
[The simulation is paused... Issuing task rewards.]
Fuck!
Silas thought he had to help her deal with the Church to finish. It really just stops once you leave the danger zone. But doing a "ruined orgasm" cut-off right here?
I hope this garbage game has to watch every movie without fast-forwarding from now on!