Reina Milfonti.
Floné Milfonti’s foremost pupil, and from her first year, the rising-star Student Council President of the Magic Academy.
A young woman the people have hung their hopes on as a leader of the next generation.
Stunning looks, surpassing talent — the epithet she’s been given is [Child Beloved of God]… is it.
The impression you get from a photograph and the impression you get face-to-face are very different things.
Since I can’t use magic, I’ve poured effort into physical training as well.
Bone structure. The use of each body part. Coordination of muscles.
I’d stored away knowledge so that I could always pull more than 100% of my ability.
Which is why I can tell — for her frame, her chest is unnaturally big—
“——It’s embarrassing when you stare like that.”
”——!”
In the instant my gaze dropped, she’d closed the distance to right in front of me.
I didn’t see her move…!?
She was in my field of vision the whole time…!
It would look bad to show my agitation, so I forced myself calm and answered.
“I just got carried away admiring you. Don’t mind me.”
“My… fufu, smooth-talker. I understand now how Miss Liche fell for you.”
“However,” she went on.
“I’d have liked it more if you’d said it with a smile. You look stiff. A smile is best.”
Milfonti tilted my cheek up with a finger.
…Hmph, you of all people.
The one who’s not smiling is you.
What would she do if I licked this finger?
“Thank you for the lesson.”
“I do like obedient children.”
“What a coincidence. So do I.”
Our gazes met, sparks crackling.
A heavy silence. The one who broke it was Mashiro, left behind in all this.
“Um… s-stop fighting…!”
Mashiro tugged on my arm and pulled me away from the Student Council President.
Pillowed by her boobs, I regained my calm.
That’s right. There’s no point starting something here.
I’m here to enjoy this isekai life on easy mode.
She approached me first — that’s the perfect chance to forge a connection.
If I plant a good impression here, even when I’m doing evil later, suspicion will fall elsewhere.
“Thanks, Mashiro. I’ve calmed down.”
“Mn. That’s good.”
“Student Council President Milfonti, I apologize for my many rudenesses.”
”…No, please don’t mind it. I am the head of the academy’s students. I’m delighted to interact with two such promising newcomers.”
She forgave me with a smiling face.
“But it’s also true I have to scold you. Why are the two of you here? Class should be in session, no?”
“E-eh, um, that’s…”
“I found class boring, so I figured I’d use my time more meaningfully.”
“O-OUGA!?”
She said she liked obedient children, so I went with the blunt answer.
For me, who’s been buried in magical theory since childhood, class genuinely was tedious.
“Ahaha. I suppose it might be painful for you, Mister Veret.”
“Did the Council President not experience the same?”
“Secret. But… how about this: a practical lesson, taught by me?”
”——!”
“A-a lesson from the Student Council President!?”
A lecture personally given by [Floné the Lightning Strike]‘s top pupil.
Surely there are techniques refined over years that I couldn’t even think of.
A chance worth I-don’t-know-how-much money had just dropped into my lap.
“You came to the Practical Wing because you wanted to practice magic, didn’t you? For my cute juniors, I don’t mind giving you a lesson.”
She clapped her hands together and tilted her head.
“Actually, I’ve been wanting to talk with the two of you for a while. So this is perfect.”
The President took our hands in hers.
Her small hand was firmer — harder — than I’d expected.
“This is a little earlier than I’d intended, but… I was planning to make contact with you both before long. Mister Veret, with the most brilliant mind among the new students, and Miss Liche, the Dual Magic Caster.”
…I see.
“I’d like to invite the two of you to join the Student Council.”
So that’s the angle.
Once I read her aim, my excitement quietly drained away.
Heh heh heh. That was close. The magic nerd in me almost took over and clouded my judgment.
To put it plainly — she’s dangerous.
…Even to me, the genius villain in the making!
“I’ll have to decline.”
I stated my refusal clearly.
The President’s real goal is to keep me bound where she can see me.
She must be alarmed that Mashiro fell to me — and decided to seal me away first.
After all, at this rate, capable people are going to keep falling into the orbit of the corrupt lord I’m slated to become.
She’s moved to prevent it — but I won’t bite.
Approach with feigned kindness, attack when the target lowers their guard.
A regular savage carnivore, Madam Council President.
”…May I ask the reason?”
“For now, I want to focus on what I want to do.”
“Joining the Council would flip your reputation around, you know?”
“I don’t care about my reputation in the slightest.”
”…I see. That’s a shame.”
Perhaps deciding I was firm, the President backed off.
“But I will always be waiting for you both. If you change your mind, please don’t hesitate to speak to me.”
She gently released our hands and slipped between us toward the Practical Wing doors.
“Come now. With me as your chaperone, you can enter the Practical Wing.”
This too is a proposal to measure my abilities.
Naturally, not one I can accept.
“No, having just declined, I cannot accept the favor on top of that. We’ll give up and return to the classroom.”
“Th-that’s right. I’m sorry, Council President. We’re sorry to throw your kindness aside.”
”…You needn’t be so reserved.”
“Lord Ouga! I’m sorry for the wait!”
Right on cue, Alice’s voice.
“My retainer is calling. We’ll excuse ourselves here.”
I turned my back on the President and walked away.
I didn’t hear her following.
A shame I didn’t get to see Mashiro’s ability…
“Lord Ouga? We aren’t going to the Practical Wing?”
“Yeah, well…”
As we walked, I filled Alice in on what had happened.
She clapped her hands together at one beat.
“In that case, Lord Ouga, I have a fortuitous matter to discuss.”
“A fortuitous matter…? Let’s hear it.”
“I have an acquaintance who runs an orphanage, and apparently there are some scoundrels eyeing the land. The harassment from them has gotten severe lately… I was originally planning to handle it with just the two of us, but might Miss Liche participate too, for some real combat experience?”
“Hoh… not bad.”
Off-campus, using magic isn’t an issue.
And if I keep Mashiro safe at a distance, I can see what she can do.
I’m not thrilled she’s counting me in without asking, but I would have ended up going anyway.
If I left it to just Alice, she’d slaughter every last one of them before I could exploit them.
For me — a man who needs many revenue streams in the future — I have to prevent that.
That alone is two birds, one stone — but there’s a third benefit.
I can put the orphanage in my debt.
An orphanage will be full of children without family.
In other words: labor supply.
Whatever I, the man who saved them from the bad guys, says, they’ll trust without question.
Slip a contract past Alice without her noticing, have them sign — and they’re mine.
Heh heh heh… Sorry, kids I haven’t met.
Become the fuel for my bright future.
“Mashiro. Are you all right with this?”
“Y-yes…! I knew this day would come eventually… I want to be useful to you, Ouga!”
She’s motivated. Then it’s decided.
“We move on the weekend. Make contact with the other side.”
“Yes! Let’s slaughter the scum together — for Lord Ouga’s future!”
At Alice’s full-bloom smile as she said this, Mashiro recoiled a little.
Get used to it.
She’s like this.
◇ Mashiro’s boobs come with a status-effect-immunity buff. ◇