“Phoenix. We need to go meet the fourth member of the group, so come outside with me for a moment.”
Esta called me out, and I followed her outside.
“We have to go to the southern terminal, so take your time and follow along.”
“Are we going to greet them at the southern terminal?”
“Yes. It’s important that you, as the representative, make the presence of the special admission students known.”
Esta pointed at the uniform I was wearing.
It was similar to Yunia’s female uniform but with the skirt replaced by pants.
“In these clothes?”
“What’s wrong with the academy uniform?”
“It’s fine for the girls, but for the guys, isn’t it a bit much?”
The checkered pattern of the pants made me think the design was quite the bold challenge, but since I wouldn’t be wearing this on a date, it wasn’t a big deal.
“I think it looks fine.”
Instructor Esta looked me up and down, but I was well aware of her fashion sense.
“Instructor Esta, did you choose that outfit yourself?”
“What do you mean?”
Instructor Esta was currently wearing an outfit with an Eastern flair.
The red robe draped over her shoulders barely hung on, and she looked at me with a disgruntled expression as she stopped walking.
“Is there something wrong with this outfit?”
“No, it suits you well.”
“Then why?”
“I just feel like you’re not that good at picking out men’s clothing.”
“Hmph.”
Instructor Esta chuckled softly and resumed walking.
“I should have had someone to help me with men’s clothing.”
Is she subtly hinting at something?
Or is she just naturally saying these things?
“It’s not just men’s clothing; it doesn’t seem like you pay much attention to your own outfits either.”
“…What do you mean?”
“I’ve never seen you in casual clothes.”
“There’s no need to wear casual clothes at work. And if you think about it, this could be considered my casual wear.”
Certainly, it was a unique outfit.
“Compared to someone like Kadisha, it doesn’t seem like much of an issue.”
“Well, if you compare it to the Health Instructor, that’s true.”
That person is so focused on individuality that it’s practically a fashion disaster.
“I also relax in comfortable clothes when I’m off duty.”
“Really? So, you must look different when you’re in your office.”
“…”
Esta paused for a moment.
“Let’s stop the personal chatter. Just follow me.”
Esta started walking without another word.
She seemed a bit bothered, but it was clear that she was just embarrassed and wanted to walk ahead.
‘I know how much of a mess your room is.’
It’s a known fact that women who are professional outside can be even lazier than dried fish at home. It’s almost a selling point.
‘There’s even an event where that’s revealed early on.’
CG scene comes to mind.
The instructor’s office.
In that scene, Esta invites the protagonist over, signaling how close they’ve become.
‘It was late in the story, so her hair was longer then.’
-Oh… you’re here?
She greets the protagonist while perched atop a unicorn cushion, wearing nothing but a loose shirt and dolphin shorts.
To reach that scene, I’ll need to navigate the early story well and grow closer to Instructor Esta on a personal level.
At first, as a student visiting her office.
And later, as someone who crosses that line.
‘The stage is set.’
The biggest obstacle is gone.
The protagonist.
For a moment, it’s necessary to briefly discuss the original story.
How does the early story of the original unfold?
A group of four.
Instructor Esta. The special admission students starting in the Old School Building.
‘At first, the protagonist, Yunia, and two other characters are randomly assigned together.’
This squad, while staying together in the Old School Building, gradually starts to make significant achievements at the Academy.
‘After progressing to Chapter 2, the protagonist’s party becomes active in ways that first-year students would never dare to imagine, and one by one, they start to take interest in this.’
With achievements come the attention of influential figures.
‘As other classes form in the Old School Building, just like how the second and third squads emerge, the number of allies increases.’
More companions join by transferring to the Old School Building, either as special admission students or regular students who become interested in the protagonist and his group.
In other words, anyone who enters the Old School Building becomes a playable character—an ally of the protagonist.
‘But right now, there are allies, but no protagonist.’
Indeed.
There’s no way there could be allies without a protagonist, right?
The protagonist is male. As fitting for a dating sim RPG, the protagonist is in a position to woo various women as a man.
‘I was trying to take as much as I could before he showed up.’
So, I had been doing my best to flirt with Yunia and establish dominance over the other girls before the protagonist could enter the Old School Building.
However…
‘Maybe I can relax a bit?’
It turns out, aside from me, all the special admission students are female.
I’m the only male special admission student, while all the other spots have been filled by women.
Among the male supporting characters, there are some with decent value, or those with exceptional abilities that could rival the heroines, even though they’re male.
– Remember, pick off the heroines before other guys can mess things up and hurt their feelings!
But during the preparation phase with Changyeom, those guys are destined to become my “enemies”.
Because I am unilaterally trying to treat them as enemies in the competition for males.
– For the heroines, your modern charming moves in a medieval fantasy game will be like a culture shock. How do you think they’ll react?
Because of all the modern dating tricks I show while wooing the heroines, the heroines who chose other men instead of me would feel jealous when they see them being loved.
– They’re crazy and made the wrong choice, so why should we suffer? People like that live by causing trouble for others. It’s unfair, but what can you do? If it comes to that, just kill them and use them as slaves for life.
Changyeom also prepared a countermeasure for heroines who ‘turned black’ or ‘corrupt’.
– If things get bad, consider approaching a heroine who’s been rejected by the protagonist. Start with relationship counseling, get closer, and then, when the time is right, make your move.
Well, I’ve planned various methods and tactics.
“Phoenix.”
Instructor Esta, who had been walking quietly, suddenly stopped and turned her gaze towards me.
“You’ve been grinning and moving your lips without saying anything since earlier. Are you that happy that there aren’t any men among the special admission students?”
“Yes.”
Just as Instructor Esta said, the fact that there are no other guys—no protagonist—is a huge relief for me.
“It takes the pressure off.”
“Pressure?”
“Everyone has their own preferences, right? The girls could choose another guy over me if I don’t approach them first.”
“Confident, aren’t you?”
“Of course.”
I stood next to Instructor Esta.
“At least compared to those cowards who were afraid of being attacked by women while coming to the Academy, I’m much better, right?”
“…Hmph.”
Instructor Esta smiled slightly.
“Thanks to that, you’ve become the main target of interest for the Vinyudan and the female students at the Academy?”
“Sometimes, self-confidence is more important than anything else.”
It’s a man’s basic instinct, but the absence of the protagonist brings me great satisfaction.
“Who knows what will happen next year, but at least for this year, wouldn’t you say I’m much more ‘manly’ compared to the men outside the Academy?”
“It’s best not to throw around words like ‘manly’ so carelessly.”
Just as we approached the South Terminal beyond the southern gate…
“Like this.”
“…!”
Instructor Esta suddenly grabbed me and pulled me into a secluded alley, pressing me against the wall with her arm pinning me.
“Being ‘manly’ means you have a lot of vitality, which makes you an easy target for succubi who want to drain your mana.”
“Um, Instructor?”
“What is it?”
“You mentioned being ‘targeted,’ but why are you physically demonstrating it…?”
As Instructor Esta gripped my wrist, she pressed her chest against mine, pinning me to the wall.
“Like Ludmila, I’m also wearing a suit. There’s no direct contact, so it’s fine.”
“Even though you’re pressed up against me like this?”
“It’s a sort of test.”
“A test?”
“Yes. Kadisha personally requested it as well.”
Instructor Esta looked up at me for a moment.
“Men don’t usually show it openly, but when blood rushes to certain areas, things tend to… swell.”
“Instructor?”
I awkwardly smiled and turned my head.
“So… are you checking for that?”
“…It’s a relief.”
Esta smiled.
“Does any kind of contact with a woman make it swell like this, as if to say, ‘I’m a confident man’?”
“No.”
Esta slowly backed away.
“…It’s because it’s you, Instructor.”
“…”
She took another step back, her lower body retreating while still keeping me pinned with her head pressing into my chest as she looked down.
“Um…”
“Even with pants on, it’s this noticeable…?”
Esta pulled her hips back further and swallowed hard.
“…If you were to walk around like this in front of students, what do you think would happen?”
“Well, what do you think?”
“For a man, this is no different.”
Esta let out a deep sigh, stepped back, released her hold on me, and adjusted her clothing slightly.
Swish.
“For a woman, it would be no different from walking around with her chest exposed like this.”
“…”
“Of course, I’m wearing a Fairy Suit underneath like Ludmila.”
Esta was wearing tight white tights underneath that clung tightly to the body.
Of course, the important parts are not visible!
“But if a woman were to walk around like this, what do you think would happen…”
Esta paused.
“…Why is it getting bigger?”
“…”
“You.”
She blushed as she quickly closed her robe again.
“…Don’t tell me, is this because of me?”
“Hmm, Instructor.”
I pointed toward a café inside the southern terminal.
“We don’t know when the special admission student will arrive, but how about we go to the café and have a refreshing drink?”
“…Like this?”
“Just a moment, please.”
I reached into my pocket.
Slide.
“All set.”
I managed to adjust things somehow.
“…”
Esta’s gaze lingered on my thigh for a long moment.
“Instructor. I have to say, if you get that close to a man…”
“I-I know.”
Instructor Esta cleared her throat and looked away.
“I don’t do this with just anyone.”
Does she realize?
“So, don’t get the wrong idea! It wasn’t out of personal interest!”
That the inside of her Fairy Suit was starting to turn slightly red.
“Uh, it’s purely as an adult! As an instructor! To make sure that my student doesn’t fall victim to the wrong kind of people!”
Esta.
27 years old.
Known as the White Sword Saint and the Eternal Maiden, yet still quite naive.
“Just in case, yes, I was only checking to make sure you wouldn’t make a wrong decision in a moment of temptation!”
But despite this, her body instinctively knows, even if her mind doesn’t.
“I am an adult!”
Ludmila is not the only one looking for a husband.
“Yes.”
Even if she’s not fully aware of it herself.
“An adult, indeed.”
