Chapter 53: Suspicious Magic Circle

Chapter 53: Suspicious Magic Circle

Suspicious Magic Circle

Time remaining until the first class 2 days.

===============================================================

A day had passed since I holed up inside the building to avoid the Saintess. Fortunately, there were no major movements such as the Paladins breaching the door or announcements of bounties for capturing an Illusion Wizard.

I just have to hold out for a few days. Just a few more days.

In case the Saintess decided to visit, I smeared all sorts of Illusion Magic over the building we were staying in. With this, unless Yuna came and fired a Yuna Death Beam, we could definitely buy some time.

So, Im sure there wont be any issue nowis what I thought.

But then, a serious problem arose from an unexpected place. Im talking about Pink-Haired Lesbian, whom I thought would be fine even if the sky collapsed.

Thirty-one, thirty-two.

.

Two slimes were repeatedly jumping and landing. To be honest, that wasnt really a problem. Whether slimes jumped or did somesaults, it didnt matter as long as it was at the right time and appropriate place.

But, you knowmy chest was a highly inappropriate place.

This crazy Pink-Haired Lesbian was now blatantly blatantly rubbing her chest against mine. It was a crude expression, but what was I supposed to do when she was being so blatant?

I could hear the sound of our close-knit friendship beginning to crack. How could this concept called friendship be so fragile?

I thought it might be a misunderstanding, but it wasnt. Believing it to be a misunderstanding after experiencing this would actually be stupid. Something had gone wrong with Pink-Haired Lesbians head.

Looking back, there were signs since the time we buried the Demonic Sword. Even if we were cool enough to talk about panties, didnt she utter lines that inflated that kind of curiosity to the max?

I advised her seriously.

Your brain is short-circuiting. No, maybe its malfunctioning.

What?

Do you not find it strange? In terms of your own common sense.is it really, truly correct to rub your chest against a mans chest?

Pink-Haired Lesbian tilted her head with her usual expressionless face. She truly looked puzzled. Then she responded like this.

Let me say this again. You are overthinking. Mr. Crazy Wizard. I am merely doing push-ups.

And Im saying why would you do that on top of ME?!

Theres no particular reason why it shouldnt be on top of someone, is there?

Say something that makes sense!

The most frustrating part was that Pink-Haired Lesbian wouldnt accept the assumption that shewas under some sort of mental debuff. The world was vast and there were countless types of magic, you know? Where was this baseless confidence coming from?

After having always tormented Tower Master Yuna with nonsense, now that I was in the same situation as her, I understood how she felt. I was way too harsh. I should repent. When I return to the Purple Magic Tower, Ill make sure to hug her tightly.

I grabbed Pink-Haired Lesbians cheek and stared with all the strength I could muster. Even if it meant having a showdown, I couldnt just stand by and let this continue.

Think about it seriously.

Ive put quite a bit of effort into my mental barrier, Mr. Crazy Wizard.

Im telling you, youre under some sort of magic, okay? Like one that makes you see men as women or maybe something that increases sexual desire.?

Ha, it is definitely not sexual desire. That much I am sure of.

Get your chest off of me first before saying that!

Please refrain from staring so blatantly. I understand the instincts of a male, but we should still maintain a modicum of decency to each other, shouldnt we?

!!

I felt the back of my neck stiffen because I was so infuriated. Calm down. Getting angry would only result in my loss. The opponent was a pitiful patient under the influences of magic. I should take care and cherish her. I couldnt just leave her be and let her be fucked over by such malicious spells.

No, but seriously

If it wasnt for the Sexual Desire Suppression Magic, I would have been in trouble at least a dozen times by now. Something would have happened for sure. But instead of praising my patience, she dared to behave so recklessly? It was disgraceful, so maybe I should get some kind of compensation, shoul

No!

I writhed in mental agony.

Please, Pink-Haired Lesbian.Im actually struggling. This is my lifelong wish. Just do one Mental Cleanse with mana. Just once.

Why? Whats making you so serious?

She seemed to have finally sensed the seriousness after I hit the Grand Bow, the most advanced form of a plea in human history. Pink-Haired Lesbian, still a bit dubious, gathered mana into her fingers.

It was like washing off thighs, sticky because of spilled cola, with water. Though a trick to clean the mind with the flow of mana once, it had a certain side effect of scratching the mental barrier that had been set up.

This was why Pink-Haired Lesbian hesitated. After all, a certain percentage of the carefully built mental barrier would be blown away, so it wasnt something to be taken lightly, no matter the circumstance.

Pink-Haired Lesbian let out a deep sigh and then flicked her forehead with her mana-imbued fingers.

I shall grant it since you said it is your wish. See, there is no way I could be under hypnosFUCKING HELL!

YOURE BACK!

I shouted in joy, overwhelmed with emotion. My brother from another mother. The other ball in a nutsack. My good friend, who had fallen into female depravity, had finally returned as a man! It had truly been a lonely and solitary time.

When I mentioned buying a peach to eat, she crossed her arms and quipped, Arent there two ripe ones right here?.

And when boredom struck late at night and I asked her what stockings would suit Red Tower Wizard, she responded Would you pick out some for me too?.

Didnt every move she made emanate a distinct feminine allure? That thick smell that screamed female?

But the present Pink-Haired Lesbian, who had never once raised her voice before, was cursing with the vigor of a true Top G. It was a spirit that surged up from her very core. Perhaps, her dantian, if I wanted to put it in martial arts terms. This was very, very good. I asked her another question, just to confirm.

What do you think of your indecent behavior all this time?

You must have enjoyed it quite a bit. There is no need for thanks.

Her complexion that didnt change a single hue and her demeanor that waved me off as if to say Always be thankful confirmed it was the Pink-Haired Lesbian I knew.

.You really are back!!

I hugged Pink-Haired Lesbian and cheered. I had finally gotten my friend back.

===============================================================

We entered an Emergency Strategy Meeting. After all, this incident meant that there was something shady and strange going on at the Academy.

It wasnt a sniper targeted at Pink-Haired Lesbian specifically. After capturing and experimenting on Red Tower Wizard and the passerby, we found a common increase in anxiety or fearalbeit very slight.

In terms of numbers, it was about 1%.

There was something that came to mind. Something that I had noticed, but didnt think much of before.

When I wandered around the Academy, I often saw objects that contained a bit of mana yet didnt seem to have any magical significance. Things like scribbles written on walls or decorations in the shape of magic circles on shop signs.

By secretly laying a magic circle across the entire Academy after fragmenting and hiding itits effect was exerted through this core magic circle. And that effect was.

It amplifies the targets strongest emotion by 1%.

It encouraged suspicion in those who were full of suspicion, love in those who were in love, and jealousy in those who were jealous. Very discreetly and subtly, at that.

Since it added a percentage rather than a fixed amount, the effect of the magic circle would be greater the more intense the emotion the target harbored.

?

I turned to look at Pink-Haired Lesbian. If Pink-Haired Lesbian was already doing shit like rubbing her breasts against my chest with just a 1% amplification, even though others were only experiencing amplified anxiety or pain, then

What.

N-Nothing. Its nothi.

Pink-Haired Lesbian maintained her usual expressionless face, but the tips of her ears were red. So even she was capable of embarrassment, huh?

She chewed on her lips before speaking with a sigh.

It is because I am a Dream Demon. Dream Demons are born with strong sexual desires, after all.

Succubus?

Yes.

You mean, the kind that seduces men and sucks their vitality drShit, Pink-Haired Lesbian, behind you!

Rumbleeeee-!

A massive shadow, about 3 meters tall, rose behind Pink-Haired Lesbian. There was no way a facility this elaborately made would lack a defense system. It was a misstep. I tried to counter with magic, but

AHHHHHHHH!!

I screamed in utter terror instead. Why? Because it was a golem. The bane of all Illusion Wizards.

Even as the golem rose behind her and lifted its massive arm to strike her down, Pink-Haired Lesbian continued calmly.

Being born with it is one thing, but I didnt want to succumb to it and live that way. Sharing love with many people through deceit.and continuously changing partners was not the life I wished to live.

I get it, so just run for n!

That is why I chose to live in my own way. As such, there is no need to worry. Mr. Crazy Wizard. After all, I will not sneak into your bed in the dead of night to suck you dry.

I told you to dodge!

Was there time to snatch Pink-Haired Lesbian away and also avoid the golems attack? No, action must precede calculation. Right as I was about to take a step forward after infusing my entire body with mana

Sssskrrrrrrrrr-.

The sound of chains dragging was heard.

Metamorphosis () True Desire Restraint ().

Dozens of chains materialized from thin air, swirling into a large circle as they tightened.

Sssskrrr-! C-Clang!

The golems arm was bound. Pink-Haired Lesbians arm was bound. The golems leg was bound. Pink-Haired Lesbians leg was bound. The iron chains restrained Pink-Haired Lesbian and simultaneously, the golem as well.

Wrapped tightly in chains, Pink-Haired Lesbian spoke in a low voice.

I like pure love, you see.

Cracreeeeech. As the chains dug in fiercely, a cold metallic scraping sound followed. The golem shattered into dozens of pieces, returning to mere rubble.

.

She was so fucking cool.

Or at least she would have been if she hadnt fallen over and floundered around while tied in chains. I approached her cautiously and looked down to speak to her.

The chains that shattered the golem have disappeared, but why are the ones binding you still here?

Its because thats the kind of Metamorphosis I have. Originally, it was meant solely for self-restraint. I just applied it in combat by being a bit creative.

I asked while looking at Pink-Haired Lesbian, still tightly bound in her own Metamorphosis.

When will they be released, then?

The duration of the restraint varies with the power used, but this time, it should be about an hour.

Your eyes are sparkling right now, you know? Like, to the point that its kinda pissing me off.

Its because while Metamorphosis is activated, Im freed from all passions and worldly desires.

Pink-Haired Lesbian smiled warmly, seemingly illuminating the surroundings with a serene glow. It was as if she became a Sage during the time that her Metamorphosis was activated.

Then, does that mean youre not a lesbian?

Both are fine. In essence, it doesnt really matter to me. But making contact with the opposite sex tends to amplify my worldly desires. That is why I try to avoid them as much as possible.

.

Her straightforward answers without any hesitance indicated she was freed from all emotions, hence the lack of awkwardness or embarrassment. She would honestly answer anything when in this state.

During this time, Pink-Haired Lesbian would answer everything, huh.

I pondered for a momentand then asked cautiously.

Were friends, right?

Yes.

Content with her answer, I didnt pry any further.

===============================================================

I decided to take over the magic circle that amplified emotions throughout the entire Academy. Playing with peoples emotions was bad, right? Though I wasnt sure whether it was the Academys creation, a wicked Black Wizards scheme, or the achievement of some crazy students.

Now, it was mine. An hour flew by as I tinkered and modified the magic circle.

What are you planning to use it for?

Auxiliary Output.

Casting Illusion Magic on all Academy students was deemed too ambitious, right? Well, not anymore. With this modified magic circle, delivering a spectacular performance to everyone attending my class would be nothing to me. I could do it effortlessly.

The first class was approaching. It was time for Illusion Magic to go /genesisforsaken