My Taboo Academy

From this point on, keeping any kind of ambiguous, flirty relationship with Aria was off the table.

"Elle. You heard what I said earlier, right?"

"..."

What were they even talking about?

The atmosphere between the two of them felt off.

"So this is how you’re going to play it?"

"What exactly did you two discuss?"

This wasn’t the reaction I’d expected.

"Ask her yourself. Anyway, congratulations. Must be nice being childhood friends and all, huh... Elle?"

"..."

Elle stayed silent.

Aria looked too upset for me to push the question. I’d never seen her usually so quick to laugh this serious. It left me completely off-balance.

"I’m heading out. Need to get home early today."

"Aria... "

Was she actually angry?

I could only watch as she turned and walked away without another word.

"Elle. What was that about?"

"It’s nothing..."

She clearly didn’t want to talk.

I’d thought the three of us could stay close even after this. The moment Elle and I became a couple, the cracks showed up instantly.

Was this just how romance worked?

"I don’t really know. I don’t have much dating experience."

I’d gone for it on impulse and won Elle over in one go. But it felt like I’d lost something at the same time. Or maybe something new had just started. I only hoped it wasn’t another one of Mira’s elaborate setups.

"**Ren Asahi!!**."

A male classmate I barely knew called my name.

"Yeah?"

"Your sisters are looking for you."

Sisters?

I stepped out of the classroom and immediately felt my mouth twitch. Yuna and Cleo were standing near the entrance of a senior classroom, peeking around like they were on a secret mission.

Yuna with her black hair and quiet presence. Cleo with that lively side ponytail that suited her perfectly.

"Brother, over here!"

"Hee-hee!"

Cleo bounced up like a rabbit. Yuna just smiled knowingly.

"Ren..."

"What’s this? Even you came, Yuna?"

"Cleo said she couldn’t come alone, so she asked me to tag along... mmph!"

Cleo slapped a hand over Yuna’s mouth.

"That’s not true! Yuna said she’d come with me, so I had no choice!"

Either way, the sight was warm.

"How’s the leg, Cleo?"

"Huh?"

Her ankle was still wrapped in bandages above her school shoes.

"I got healing magic. It’s fine now."

"Good."

It would’ve been a real shame if those pretty ankles had been left with scars.

Cleo’s cheeks colored. The way she kept glancing at me was completely different from before.

"So why are you here?"

"The shared reward. I never claimed it."

"Ah, right. You were unconscious."

"Yeah. I heard you carried me to the nurse’s office."

After that I’d left her with Yuna.

I hadn’t expected that comic-book line about the protagonist carrying the exhausted mage to hit so hard, but at least I’d managed to act like a proper brother for once.

"Here’s your share. I added a little extra."

"For someone who contributed barely one percent?"

"Th-that’s—!"

Yuna giggled. I couldn’t help smiling either at how flustered Cleo looked.

"Isn’t it normal for the dealer to take care of the support? Don’t you know that?"

[Trade request received from leader Cleo]

[Distribution check: 550 coins]

"I made sure it was generous."

The Nightmare family rewards were usually stingy, but maybe the golden dungeon had been an exception.

Cleo insisting she’d taken care of me "generously" was probably true.

"With this I can pay back the meal I borrowed."

"You didn’t even have money for food!?"

Yuna grabbed my arm and shook it in shock.

"Say something! I could’ve bought it for you! I can pack lunches! Did you starve? Are you hungry right now?"

"No, no. A friend treated me. I ate plenty."

"Really? What’s their name? I should thank them later."

"Aria and Elle."

"Both girls?"

...What about it?

Yuna’s smile turned sly.

"I can’t believe I didn’t notice my brother was being chased by female classmates. I’m starting to hate myself."

"You couldn’t have known."

"From now on I’m packing your lunch!"

"I actually like the cafeteria. The flavors are bold in a way home cooking never is. It balances out."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I’ve got money for food again."

Yuna was the type to stay up late mending her brother’s uniform even with her own schoolwork. Too good for her own good.

That was exactly why I didn’t want to lean on her too hard.

"What if you start losing weight?"

"Don’t exaggerate, Yuna. Our brother is not a little kid."

"Our brother?"

"Our brother??"

Yuna and I both turned to stare at Cleo at the same time.

"W-what? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It’s just rare to hear only nice words come out of your mouth."

"As if I only ever say harsh things."

"What happened between you two? Spill it, Brother!"

"Well, about that... "

"If you tell her I’ll kill you."

Cleo glared at me with pure murder in her eyes.

...Oops.

A few people already knew, so what was I supposed to do?

"You already told someone, didn’t you? Hehe."

"Don’t start with the lightning in the hallway, Cleo!"

Red sparks crackled across the floor. Nearby students turned to see what the noise was.

"I only told my most trusted friends!"

"Who? Elle and Aria?"

"Uh..."

"If the rumor spreads I’ll erase both of them."

...Haha. She had to be joking. Right? Right?

It was a cute episode from my side, but for Cleo it was probably humiliating.

Having her inexperienced side exposed in the dungeon had clearly bruised her pride.

"Relax. If they were the type to spread things, my secrets would’ve been all over the school already."

"What secret?"

The fact that I carried Soul Excretion.

I’d checked the anonymous board earlier. Nothing about it.

Which meant the information was still limited to a very small circle inside the academy, and none of them had talked.

[Student Council President Liliana]

Come to the third-year dojo immediately after afternoon classes.

"Ah... I have to go."

"Don’t change the subject. Is it really that urgent?"

"It is. My master’s calling, and she already knows my secret."

"Ah..."

Yuna’s face went red with secondhand embarrassment.

"Master... that sounds intense."

"...You pervert. What exactly are you doing at this academy?"

"I might be a little late getting home."

I needed to move before Liliana got impatient.

After sending my sisters off, I grabbed my bag—the same crossbody one from the dungeon—and headed out.

Elle stopped me at the door.

"Let’s go home together."

"I’ve got something I have to handle today."

Oh... okay."

"Don’t look so down."

The second I said it, a small smile returned to her face.

"Can you get home safely on your own?"

"Yes."

Good.

Now it was my turn to head to the upper-year building.

A quick question to a passing senior pointed me to the dojo among the auxiliary buildings. It really was a proper martial arts hall.

I took off my shoes before stepping inside.

Sliding across the polished wooden floor in socks felt strangely pleasant.

"Over here."

In the middle of the wide space stood the Student Council President, dressed in a white judo uniform.

I hadn’t expected the martial artist look to suit her this well. Her silver hair was tied back neatly, and the whole outfit radiated clean, healthy energy.

And then there were her breasts.

The way they strained against the uniform made it look like they might spill out at any second.

Was she not wearing a bra?

For someone with her figure it was probably normal, but to me after more than twenty years in this world the sight felt deliberately provocative.

I hadn’t been called here for some kind of photoshoot, right?

"I’ve already tried this on once. How does it look? If you like it, you can pin me down right now."

...No. Dangerous fantasy. Shut it down.

I have a girlfriend.

"Why are you just staring?"

"It’s... my first time seeing you like this."

"There’s a uniform for you in the locker room. Change and come out."

...What?

I followed her instructions and checked the lockers.

Something felt off the moment I saw the name tags.

"There are almost no male names."

Was this the women’s judo team?

Weight classes made gender separation understandable.

"Wait."

One locker had a male name on it.

[Ren Asahi]

The label looked freshly printed.

...Why was my name here?

"I guess I joined without noticing..."

I stashed the crossbody bag, changed, and stepped out.

Knowing it was technically a women’s locker room made the whole thing feel weirdly arousing.

The uniform was loose enough to hide anything that might react.

’But that same looseness makes the President’s chest look like it’s completely exposed the second she moves.’

Every time she adjusted the collar, they shifted in a way that was pure visual attack.

Just imagining it was already dangerous.

"Haaah..."

I forced myself to picture my black-haired, large-chested girlfriend instead.

When I stepped back into the dojo, Liliana walked straight toward me.

Had I done something wrong already?

That same light floral scent drifted over.

"You’re tying it wrong. Watch."

"Ah... yes."

I looked down now with official permission and got a clear view of the Student Council President’s chest.

"Are you actually paying attention?"

"Yes..."

I was staring, completely captivated.

"Tie it firmly like this."

Was she doing this on purpose?

If she was, this was going to be the first real arousal crisis of the day.

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