Gabrielle's POV
After finally wrapping up my work for the day, I trudged toward the parking lot. It was already late into the night, the result of being swamped with paperwork. This was the stuff Professor Sesillian and I had gone over in the Student Council's Office. Master had ordered me to do that since he was busy with something involving Charlotte Sierra.
After that, I had to tackle some paperwork assigned by the Administration to all faculty and staff at the academy. We were expected to handle it right after school hours.
One faculty member had been conspicuously absent during the last hours of our discussion and paperwork.
I sighed as I arrived at the parking lot. There were still plenty of cars, including mine. But someone was there before me. It was a woman I wasn't outright hostile with, unlike that other woman, but there was still some tension between us. We didn't talk much, but we did exchange words occasionally, unlike with that other woman.
Seeing her here meant I had to acknowledge her presence and say something, if only out of courtesy.
"Hello, Rose."
"Oh? Yeah..." she said, her voice heavy with fatigue. "Sometimes, being a professor really gets to you, doesn't it?"
I remained silent, only nodding as I reached for my car door. "I'm heading home now," I said, opening it and slipping inside. "What about you?"
"I'm stuck waiting for Irene," she replied, a deep sigh escaping her lips. "She skipped out on all the work the administrators piled on us and hasn't even bothered to answer my calls. She said she'd meet me and we'd head out together after the paperwork, but she's nowhere to be found."
"Sounds like she's a real hassle," I commented, starting to settle into my car.
"You know what, Gabrielle," Rose said, her voice taking on a more serious tone, "I think this might be the perfect chance for us to, you know, clear the air about something."
"I don't really have time to stick around," I said, my voice clipped.
"Leon really is an idiot for falling asleep in class earlier," one voice said. "And because of that, Professor Irene finally lost it and called him to her office. I bet he got punished hard."
"I kind of feel sorry for him, though," another voice chimed in. "Out of everyone who dozed off, he's the only one who got caught."
The two boys heading through the academy gates were what my Master called his "friends."
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"Hey, you two! It's already curfew hours! What are you still doing out here?"
The two boys flinched when they spotted Rose. Sure, being out past curfew was against the rules, but that wasn't my main concern right now. I darted from my car, charging straight toward that woman's office.
"Gabrielle? Hey, wait up! Where the hell are you going?" Rose's voice cut through the night, her shout growing fainter as I sprinted away.
I didn't bother responding.
"Damn it! You two, get your asses back to your dorms now, or I swear, if I catch you again, I'll put you both in detention!" Rose yelled at the boys before sprinting after me.
Rose and I were evenly matched in stamina and strength, though I had a slight advantage, thanks to my background as a former magic knight.
After a while, I finally reached my destination. Without a second thought, I yanked open the door. The sharp scent of sex filled the air, thick and overwhelming. In the barely lit office, the scene was laid bare: a woman, roughly my age, was on her knees, her face inches from the man standing before her. She was attending to his private area, and the man—well, I knew him all too well. It was my Master.
Rose arrived beside me, her mouth falling open in shock. She clamped a hand over her mouth, eyes widening in disbelief.
"I-Irene?" she gasped, then her eyes grew even wider as she recognized the man. "L-Leon?"