Chapter 490 It’s a Crime to Leave a Feast Untouched… ③
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Heh heh heh… Satsuki-kun, what was the meaning of that Magic History test score?” I asked, leaning into my role. “Were you truly so desperate for a punishment?”
An unexpected chance for a school uniform roleplay with my beloved Satsuki had fallen into my lap. I leaned into the persona of a corrupt teacher, but she simply stared back with a look of pure, cold boredom.
”You’re weirdly well-versed in the Academy’s inner workings,” Satsuki said. “You actually graduated from one in some other country, didn’t you?”
”That’s a secret. But really, do you think someone with my Mana Circuits¹ capacity could ever get into an Academy?”
”Unlikely,” she replied flatly. “You wouldn’t even pass the entrance exam-you wouldn’t be allowed on the grounds.”
”Ouch. True enough.”
(Her blunt dismissal stung a little-well, not really, but it was a strange sensation. I suppose it’s a bit late to worry about that.) The real problem was that she wasn’t playing along with the uniform roleplay. Or so I thought, until she lowered her gaze and whispered.
”I shouldn’t be the one to say it, but my grades were excellent. Magic History was my best subject. They even asked me to stay behind as a researcher.”
”Ah, right. I mean, you did make it to Court Mage level.”
”Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “So… instead of a punishment… I’d rather have… a reward…”
I fought the urge to smirk as I watched her. She kept stealing glances at me, clearly waiting for something. As a man, I couldn’t very well leave her hanging. “My apologies. As expected of the Academy’s most gifted scholar, I was deeply impressed by your recent report. Tell me, what sort of reward does a brilliant mind like yours crave?”
”Stop it! It’s not like I studied just for that…!” Satsuki cried.
”Hm? Is that so? I was under the impression that Satsuki-kun was quite fond of her previous rewards…”
”Stop calling me that,” she snapped. “It reminds me of that bald teacher back then; it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”
”Right, sorry. So… do you have a preference?”
”Maybe… ‘Miss’…” she murmured. “The protagonist in that book I borrowed from Lily-san² was addressed like that…”
(Wow, she’s really getting into this. I have to hand it to my love-slave Lily; her tastes are incredibly broad. I’ll have to raid her bookshelf and do some ‘studying’ of my own when I have the time.)
”Ahem. Well then, Miss Satsuki. What reward do you desire?”
”I-I told you, I didn’t mean it like that…!”
”Heh heh, very well. In that case, I’ll help you find the honesty to beg for it.”
Finally slipping into the role, I rested my hand on her shoulder. The cape felt incredibly smooth. Honestly, if she walked through town in high-quality garments like these, she’d be a lamb to the slaughter. At the same time, I could feel myself getting fired up. If the clothes were elite, the woman wearing them was a future elite herself-a flower on a high peak, normally out of reach. I instinctively licked my lips and leaned in to look into her eyes.
She breathed out a soft, shaky sigh. Despite her disinterested expression, she didn’t move a muscle. Even as our lips were about to meet, there wasn’t a hint of resistance. We had already shared a heated kiss on the bed just moments ago, but I let our lips touch with the gentleness of a soft whisper. Just a graze at first. Then, as she let her guard down from the anticlimax, I licked her lips. Her shoulders gave a sharp shiver.
”You’re adorable, Miss Satsuki.”
She gasped, her eyes widening. She stood frozen, not even daring to breathe. Perhaps she felt I was treating her like a child, because she shot me a sharp glare. It only made her look cuter, though I doubt she realized that. (Actually… knowing Satsuki, she probably knows exactly what she’s doing.)
I slid my hand around her waist, and while her attention flickered there, I used my tongue to pry her lips open. She tried to resist for a second, but her strength simply evaporated. It felt like she gave in not because of my hand, but because of the look in my eyes. (Am I just being full of myself?)
Well, if she’s enjoying it, who cares. I made a mental note to check Satsuki’s kinks in Lily’s book later as I tangled my tongue with hers. It felt strangely weak and submissive compared to our time on the bed. Her tongue-work was desperate, almost clumsy. Knowing her, it felt less like she was faking it and more like she was truly lost in the moment. Her acting was good enough to make me start losing my own cool.
I pulled her flush against me, pressing my hardness against her lower belly. The sensation felt deliciously illicit. I couldn’t help myself; I let the hand on her shoulder slide down beneath her cape, feeling the soft curves beneath her shirt. I realized then that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
”Ah…!” she gasped.
”Oh my. What is the meaning of this, Miss Satsuki?”
”It’s nothing… I just… I didn’t want my underwear to get ruined if you started rubbing them too hard…”
”I see. Well, thank you for being so thoughtful. In that case, I shall enjoy myself without any reservations.”
I lost my self-control and began to knead her breasts roughly. The friction of the shirt against her skin made her arch her back, but that only served to make them easier to handle. I relished the soft sensation, rolling them in my palms.
”Now, how about this?” I asked, squeezing her backside through her uniform skirt. The feel of the high-quality fabric against her firm flesh was incredible. It seemed she wasn’t wearing anything underneath the skirt, either. I was torn between hiking up the fabric to expose her, or simply pulling her things off while keeping the skirt in place.
”You’re a troublesome student… I don’t think the Academy has seen one as lewd as you since its founding…”
”No…! It’s only because… because I knew you’d end up making a mess of them anyway…!”
”To think a gifted girl like you is actually more depraved than a common whore… Imagine the scandal if the others found out.”
”No, please! Only… only for the Professor…! Only in front of Professor Harvest…!”
This kind of shame-play wasn’t bad at all. (And I see… “only for the Professor,” huh? It seems Satsuki wants a forbidden romance.) I softened my tone and ran my fingers through her beautiful black hair. After a small gasp of surprise, she looked up at me with a completely enraptured expression. (Her acting is getting a little too real. I wonder where the role ends and she begins.)
”I’ve never had a student like this. A girl with such a bright future… why would you throw it away on a man like me?”
”That’s not true! We all… we all just want you to praise us, to tell us we’re good girls…!”
”Oh? Is that so? Don’t tell me you’ve been studying this whole time just so you could monopolize my praise for yourself…”
She gasped, her face flushing crimson. “Professor…”
I reclaimed her lips, kneading her chest and squeezing her rear as I pressed myself against her. Savoring the scent of her hair and the faint, sweet musk of her sweat, I took my fill of her. She seemed to be peaking on the thrill of the situation. Her slender waist was trembling, and her knees looked ready to buckle.
”Honestly…” I whispered, breathing a sigh against her ear. Her voice leaked out in a dazed moan as I peppered her neck with kisses. She tried to resist when I went to leave a mark, but when I simply pulled her closer and refused to let go, she went limp in my arms.
”Professor…?”
”Hm? What is it, Miss Satsuki?”
”This… this is my reward, right?”
”Yes, quite. A reward for such a hard-working student.”
”Then… please don’t just act disappointed… I want you to… praise me more…”
(Honestly… to think she could finally beg for it so honestly.) I held back my mock-exasperation and kissed her forehead instead. “You’re right. You’re a very good girl, Satsuki. I’ll give you all the rewards you can handle.”
”Yes…!” she replied, her voice thick with an intensity that went far beyond the roleplay.
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Summary:
The protagonist engages Satsuki in a teacher-student roleplay using a magic academy uniform. Satsuki initially dismisses the attempt but eventually admits she wants a ‘reward’ for her academic excellence. The encounter escalates into intense intimacy as they lean into their forbidden romance characters.
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Trivia:
- Satsuki was a genuine top-tier researcher at the Academy.
- The protagonist’s ‘Harvest’ persona is likely a reference to his management of the shop.
- Satsuki is notably not wearing undergarments specifically to prevent them from being ‘ruined’ or getting ‘dirty’ during s*x.
- Lily’s library is the source of Satsuki’s specific roleplay knowledge
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Character Insight:
Satsuki shows a hidden desire for praise and a submissive streak that contrasts with her high-standing position as a Court Mage. The protagonist uses roleplay to bridge the gap between their status differences.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses ‘Miss’ (Jou) as a marker for a specific sub-genre of romantic fiction that Satsuki is secretly reading.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Satsuki – Miranda’s granddaughter, a court mage with long black hair in staff‑and‑robes, is a prickly tsundere companion of Kento, humbled yet fulfilled as Harvest’s new worker; her research flourishes under his guidance while she whispers romantic tips to Amelia. Former top Academy student, she lives alone and role‑plays a ‘Professor‑Student’ dynamic with the protagonist.
• Lily – the sl*ve and primary experiment subject for the magic shop, ‘Harvest.’ She has striking pink hair, Blue eyes, medium breasts, which the Protagonist associates with being ‘wanton’. She has a working knowledge of magic, which she kept hidden from the slave trader.
• Harvest – The protagonist, acting in the role of an ‘Evil Professor’ named Professor Harvest. He possesses low Mana Circuits but is knowledgeable about Academy systems.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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