I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

Iris couldn’t accept Camellia’s wish to invalidate her own wish. Naturally, she threw a tantrum and stomped her feet, and they agreed to play together for a few hours as a compromise. Still, Iris didn’t give up on her wish. Wasn’t it too shameless to treat a normal person like a pet? I was about to show her the wrath of Kunta Kinte (Famous fictional black slave) when Camellia said,

“Then go ahead and make the wish you originally wanted, and I’ll make the same wish.”

Iris pouted and turned her back, as was her habit. In a small voice, she agreed to go on a subjugation mission with Camellia alone.

As expected, Camellia was amazing. She managed to shut up that stubborn, eccentric girl. It seemed that heat was governed by heat, and women were governed by women.

“As expected, you’re good with words, Sister.”

“Haa… It’s really serious.”

“Yes, my situation has been serious lately.”

“No, I’m talking about your disciple, Werner.”

“What’s wrong with my disciple?”

She’s a little lacking, has a bad personality, a foul mouth, is stupid, rude, and causes trouble, but she’s a great kid if you ignore all that. Come to think of it, there were a lot of things to ignore.

“Let’s have a drink tonight, Werner.”

“Ah… I hate dealing with drunk sisters.”

She’s definitely pretty, but… it’s troublesome. I don’t know what I might do when I’m drunk. And if I cause any trouble, I wouldn’t be able to handle the aftermath. I’m a man, so I’m not uninterested in making a quarter-elf, but it’s still a bit uncomfortable.

“I won’t get drunk. I just want to talk.”

“Then, I guess…”

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That day, I had a hard time putting Iris to sleep. She was fully grown, but she still wanted me to read her a bedtime story.

After enduring the painful reading session, I returned to find that Camellia had prepared a modest drinking table. She had cut the cheese into bite-sized pieces and even peeled some fruit.

“I should have prepared this myself. I’m sorry for making you do it, Sister.”

“Don’t worry about it. I did it because I wanted to.”

“Then I’ll gladly accept your kindness.”

I picked up a piece of cheese from the plate and took a small bite. It had a strong flavor, but it was delicious. Compared to what I ate as a child, this was a feast.

“Mmm, it’s delicious.”

“It’s just cheese, what’s so…”

“No, the way you cut it is exquisite, Sister. You’ll make a great wife.”

“Werner, you’ve become quite dramatic since I last saw you.”

Camellia said this, but her face was already red. It couldn’t be blamed on alcohol, as she hadn’t had a drop to drink yet.

To help her cover her embarrassment, I poured rum into her glass. The ice in the glass made a clicking sound as it rose to the surface.

I also poured rum into my glass, but without ice, so there was no sound. I tilted my glass slightly towards Camellia, just enough for the alcohol not to spill.

“Unfortunately, I don’t know any good toasts to use when drinking with a beautiful woman.”

“That’s a coincidence. I also don’t know any good toasts to use when drinking with a man.”

We clinked our glasses and said, “Cheers.”

I downed the rum in one gulp. It had a bittersweet taste with a hint of sweetness and the scent of tropical fruit. I was glad I had bought the more expensive rum instead of the cheap kind sailors usually drink.

After taking a sip of rum, Camellia put down her glass and said,

“So, let’s continue our previous conversation…”

“Oh, you mean my disciple? I don’t think there’s a big problem with either of us.”

“No, there is a big problem, which is why I prepared this drinking session.”

“A big problem?”

I do have a big problem. The fact that my fiancée is eight years younger than me is a big problem. I don’t know what kind of trouble I’ll get into if she catches me.

“That child is too immature, and you’re too soft on her, Werner.”

“Iris may have some of those traits, but… Am I really that soft?”

“Of course you are. How dare she want to treat her master like a pet? In my day, we couldn’t even imagine such a thing.”

The elf elder appeared. She was a 20-year-old woman with a perfect appearance, and she was beautiful. Her black hair was shiny, her skin was smooth, and her eyes were like jewels. Werner also had black hair and blue eyes, but the quality of their colors was vastly different.

“But Sister, I’m a laissez-faire person.”

“Laissez-faire is different from irresponsibility, Werner. Even in a free-range farm, they still set up a fence.”

Camellia drank a glass of rum in anger. I refilled her glass and mine as well.

“Why are you so soft on her?”

This question was also asked in the official guidebook.

“It’s only natural since she’s my first love’s child, Sister.”

For those who might be thinking of BL, I’ll clarify that Werner’s first love was definitely not a man.

“Werner, you…”

“Yes, it was Media, Iris’s mother. She was my first love. I’m satisfied that she found a good man like Zig, though.”

“When was it?”

“From 19 years ago to 17 years ago. I quickly gave up because I’m not into married women.”

“So that’s why Media said that. Now I understand.”

“What?”

I downed the rum in my glass. It tasted strangely sweet, so I didn’t need any snacks.

Why did Werner care so much about Iris? It’s because she resembled his first love. Media Reyes, Iris’s mother, was like a mother to Werner.

Werner loved her, but he had to give up because she was in love with Zig, the main character. If you think about it, it wasn’t even NTR because they were already dating when Werner was adopted.

He was uncomfortable because she was his first love’s child. He cherished her because she was his first love’s child. He kept her by his side because she was his first love’s child. He had to save her because she was his first love’s child.

And because she was his first love’s child, he was willing to give his life to save her.

Werner was that kind of person. He received unconditional love from everyone, but he himself gave love without expecting anything in return. Even if she didn’t reciprocate, he was honest with his feelings, even though he knew they were shameful.

The rum was quite strong, and after only two glasses, I started to feel a strange drunkenness as Werner’s emotions mixed with mine like a cocktail.

“Media was always worried about you.”

“Media was worried about me? That’s great.”

“At some point, she said that even when you were there, it felt like you weren’t.”

“Is my presence as a great magician that faint?”

“She said that you seemed like a dandelion seed floating in the wind, and that she always felt like you wanted to disappear.”

“Haha… a dandelion seed…”

The engagement was just a trigger for Werner to leave. Many factors had led to his decision to leave. These factors were like wires that were woven together, and the cage they created was enormous.

“And she also said this.”

“What, that she hated taking care of a brat like me?”

“No.”

Camellia shook her head. Her shiny black hair swayed, still charming.

“She apologized.”

“What?”

“She said she was sorry for forcing you into an engagement and pushing you away.”

“Media said that?”

“She said she wanted to give a nest to a little bird who was about to fly away and tie you down.”

Tears flowed from my eyes, even though she wasn’t my first love. Were these my tears, or were they from Werner’s instinct, realizing that his first love had worried about him?

“She said to forget about an old woman like her and find a prettier and kinder woman.”

“Haha… Sister, you’re so cruel.”

The words came out without going through my rational mind. It was as if Werner’s heart had spoken, bypassing my own thoughts.

“There can’t be a woman prettier and kinder than Media, damn it…”

“Watch your mouth, Werner.”

“At least she shouldn’t have treated me like family… Then I wouldn’t have mistaken her feelings.”

“Werner…”

I drank the rum straight from the bottle on the table. The strong rum burned my throat, but I didn’t care. My heart was even hotter, so the burning sensation felt cool in comparison.

“I ran away because I was upset about being forced into an engagement… I was satisfied with taking care of her daughter alone… I feel so pathetic and embarrassed that I want to bite my tongue and die.”

“Love is like that, Werner. It’s childish and ugly.”

“I fell in love because she treated me like family… Is there anyone else in the world as pathetic as me?”

Was it because of the alcohol, or my instinct? My words kept coming out without going through my rational mind.

“It wasn’t just her.”

“What?”

“I said that Media wasn’t the only one who treated me like family.”

“Yes, my brothers and sisters all treated you like family.”

My stomach hurt, so I reached for a piece of cheese.

“Let’s put aside the story about our colleagues for now.”

Camellia grabbed my wrist as I reached for the cheese. The warm touch from her hand soothed the unpleasant pain in my stomach.

“Yes, Sister treated me like a son. Or like a younger brother…”

“…Yes.”

“But I said I was tired of being treated like the youngest who needed to be taken care of.”

“But you’re still the youngest to everyone…”

“Let’s put aside the story about our colleagues, Sister… No.”

With the help of alcohol, I found the courage to call her by her name instead of Sister.

“Camellia.”

“What…?”

“Do I still look like that whiny little kid to you?”

Alcohol was great. Without realizing it, our faces drew closer, and I could feel Camellia’s warm breath.