The Teacher is Not a Restroom (1)
Clack, clack.
On a dark weekend night, in the empty silence of the academy lecture hall,
Diabel, the student council president, was walking alone.
Diabel enjoyed taking walks in deserted spaces.
There was a time when I asked my master.
“Why did you build a cabin in such a remote place? Um… It’s a bit complicated to explain. Let’s just say it’s because I enjoy the tranquility of nights like this.”
At that time, I couldn’t understand why a master with the ability to destroy the lair of devil worshippers and bring disgrace to the royal knights would enjoy such a simple life.
“But now, I can somewhat understand.”
The world wouldn’t leave a mercenary with the skills of a master like him alone.
It wouldn’t be strange for a master who felt inflammation in such a world to seek out a secluded place with no people.
Nighttime walks gave Diablo a sense of camaraderie with his master, so he came to prefer them.
Crackle.
As Diablo walked down the quiet corridor, he felt a presence.
At this time?
Could it be a couple looking for a place to engage in affectionate behavior?
“No matter how much it’s just a title for me to exploit, the student council president can’t just stand by and watch something like this.”
Feeling annoyed by being interrupted during a precious time connected to his master, Diablo made up his mind to fulfill his duties as the student council president, which he didn’t usually do properly.
Diablo blurred his presence and blended into the darkness.
Then, slowly, he moved in the form of a shadow towards the source of the sound.
As Diablo approached the place where the sound came from, she saw three figures.
“I can’t believe I ended up going into the women’s restroom.”
“Well, you purposely waited until there was no one here in the middle of the night. And it’s the weekend, so there’s even less chance of anyone being here.”
“Well, that’s true, but still. Even though you know that there’s no one inside, going into the women’s restroom while sober… Ugh!”
One figure pushed the one in front.
“You’ve always been naive in that aspect. Like a knight.”
As Diavel approached slowly, he could discern the identities of the three figures.
‘Saint Artoria? And the lady of the Republic, Sophia?’
An unusual combination.
They must be the second and third most talked-about individuals in the Academy at this moment.
They were individuals who had thoroughly investigated information, as they could potentially hinder the plans of the “organization.”
And…
“But that doesn’t mean you can belittle people.”
“I’m sorry, Versus. But it was your fault for pondering at the entrance of the restroom for over 30 minutes.”
“That’s right. No matter how noble you are, you were in the wrong.”
“And you too, Artoria?”
Versus Grancoignel.
The most attention-grabbing newcomer in the “organization” and the Academy.
With nothing more than being a nobleman’s relative, he possessed a strong bond with the two giants, Sophia and Artoria. He could summon the President of the Republic and easily control the genius of the swordsmanship school, Naver Schraig.
“Robina evaluated this man as not an easy person…”
Until now, I had only encountered him through reports from the “organization.” This was the first time I was seeing him in person.
“Hmm?”
At that moment, Sophia turned her head in the direction of Diavel’s shadow.
“Why, Sophia?”
“Just a moment.”
Sophia slowly walked towards where Diablo was.
You think you’ve figured out my existence?
Ridiculous.
The level of Sophia Di Loubellion, identified by the “organization,” is at best a top-notch sword expert.
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Although it is an exceptional achievement for her age, it is hard to believe that she has reached a level where she can detect Diablo’s concealment.
Diablo exerted all his power to make himself intangible.
A transcendent technique that separates the very existence and makes it belong and not belong to the respective dimension until it is observed. The ultimate concealment.
As a result, Diablo’s senses were temporarily blocked.
“…Is it a mistake?”
“Sophia?”
“Oh, sorry. I must have been mistaken for a moment. Don’t worry about it.”
After briefly surveying her surroundings, Sophia went back into the women’s restroom.
“…Phew.”
Once Sophia was far away, Diablo released his intangibility.
“What a troublesome person.”
To notice his concealment, even a Sword Master would not have been able to.
Although it didn’t seem like he was completely convinced, Diablo was shocking enough with just that.
“The reason they sneaked into the women’s restroom in the Academy lecture hall late at night.”
They definitely seemed suspicious.
Those three could be the biggest variables in the future plans of the “organization.”
It would be better to anticipate what they are up to in advance…
Diabel recalled the monster-like perception that Sofia had shown a moment ago.
“It could be dangerous.”
If he were to get closer, her hiding place could be exposed.
Of course, if it was for the sake of patrolling as the student council president, he could overlook it, but he would lose their guard.
If that happens, he would lose the meaning of the title of student council president, which he obtained for the sake of his plan.
Diabel slowly melted back into the shadows.
It would be difficult to approach closely, but if he were to observe from afar, it would be a different story.
“Do you understand? Hunters don’t just rely on their eyes to confirm. By using magic like this, they can penetrate obstacles and unilaterally secure their field of vision on their prey.”
One of the survival skills taught by the master. Of course, the master probably didn’t expect the disciple to use this skill to sneak a peek at what the master was doing as soon as the disciple learned it.
Diabel, strengthened by his inner strength, looked at the wall of the women’s restroom.
Then, he saw three shadows moving inside the wall.
He couldn’t figure out exactly what they were doing, but he could confirm their rough silhouettes well enough without getting close.
“….!”
As Diabel activated his clairvoyance, he witnessed a shocking sight.
* * *
At first, Secretary thought Sofia had lost her mind when she pointed to the women’s restroom.
She was telling me to go in there.
“Ah, sorry. I didn’t explain properly. So, the incident that made me start getting closer to you happened in that women’s restroom. More precisely, it was in the second-floor restroom of Academy Building 1, Lecture Hall.”
But as he listened, it sounded like a plausible story.
The catalyst for me becoming close to Sofia in a dream related to Sofia.
If the place where the incident happened is a women’s restroom that I have no reason to go to, then going to that place would be enough to trigger and remain in my memory.
As Sofia said, it would be the most suitable place to ignite a dream related to her.
However,
“Entering a women’s restroom is a bit…”
No matter how much it’s the weekend, if I were to get caught by another female student from the academy, it would be the end of my life.
“It’s okay. If we come during the late night when there’s no one around.”
According to Sofia’s suggestion, the three of us secretly entered the restroom in the academy building late at night.
The women’s restroom.
A forbidden zone within the forbidden zone, exclusively for women.
What kind of place could a women’s restroom be!
Though Secretaryss entered with a small pang of conscience and a hint of anticipation.
It was a dimly lit restroom in pitch-black darkness.
There was nothing particularly special about it.
If anything, it had a visual that wouldn’t be strange even if a ghost were to pop out right away.
Well, if something were to come out, the Sword Master Inspector and the Holy Maiden here would probably incinerate it.
“Now that we’re here, what should we do?”
Secretaryss looked around the restroom and then glanced at Sofia.
Thump
“S-Sofia?”
Sophia tripped Secretary Vesper’s legs and he fell backwards.
“Your Highness!”
Before Secretary Vesper’s head hit the ground, Sophia fell over him and protected his head with her hands.
In the process, Secretary Vesper’s head ended up against Sophia’s chest.
Sophia’s scent filled Secretary Vesper’s nose.
“Just like this. It’ll be fine.”
* * *
“What kind of scandal is this…!”
Diabel’s face turned slightly red.
A woman straddled a man lying down, and the man buried his face in the woman’s chest.
From Diabel’s perspective, all he could see was a silhouette of a man and a woman sharing love.