This is a story from the past.There was once a time when the Committee to Get the Pink-Haired Lesbian to Wear Something Other Than Suits was formed. I served as the chair, while the Tower Master took on the role of president, and together, we recommended different outfits for her to try.
There was also a time when we stumbled upon Pink-Haired Lesbian’s black.
The uniform was crafted from pitch-black fabric—completely plain, without a name tag, emblem, or any decorations of any kind. The only reason it was recognized as a uniform was because of its shape.
The Tower Master found it peculiar and asked her about it.
“What are these clothes?”
“Ah⋯⋯.”
The awkward silence filled the dots.
How could I describe the moment? It was as if a prisoner, who had been living freely, laughing and enjoying life with fellow inmates, suddenly glanced down and saw the chains around his ankles.
He finally realized that he had always been bound, even though he had tried to ignore it. In that instant, he was no longer free.
It was that kind of silence—one that suggested she had realized she had become aware she was still shackled by something.Instead of prying further about the black uniform, I shifted focus to our plan to get Pink-Haired Lesbian to wear a miniskirt. It was out of respect for her. Yuri Lanster was a strong person, and I felt that pressing her for answers would be disrespectful.
I believed it was enough just to stay by her side, keeping her smiling and talking.
⋯⋯Should I have dug a little deeper back then?
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There was an entrance to the 『Nest』 hidden within the Academy.
The 『Nest』 was the pocket dimension where the Succubus Queen resided, but until now, nothing concrete has been uncovered about it. The prevailing theory suggested it might function similarly to the Dimensional Gates on the Eastern Front.That’s why everyone said this was such a valuable⋯⋯ opportunity.
Standing beside me, a powerful Illusion Wizard, was Yuri Lanster, an agent of the Defense Bureau and a Succubus herself.
If we could determine the exact location of the 『Nest』 through this investigation, the Empire would be able to deploy the Boy Knight to take care of the matter. That would end the game.
The Succubi would soon meet their beheaded queen in a few days⋯⋯.
With Kirby’s overconfidence in the Empire’s ultimate weapon. I couldn’t help but to ask sarcastically:
“⋯⋯But, isn’t that short knight a guy too? Wouldn’t it be a disaster if he got seduced?”
“Sir Sword Saint is immune to all enemies.”
What kind of terrifying statement was that?
Kirby fell silent, clamming up after that ominous remark. Still, I understood one thing—this shota knight was well-prepared for any mental attacks. So, Illusion magic likely wouldn’t work on him either.
Anyways.
Since this was the long-awaited chance to capture the Succubus Queen after all these years of pursuit. Kirby, dispatched by the Defense Bureau, had called in the 『Extermination Squad』 for the investigation and tracking.
So, naturally, I had to ask.
“What’s the『Extermination Squad』?”
“It’s a subordinate department of the Homeland Security Division, didn’t you know?”
How was I supposed to know that? I practically became a human question mark, expressing my confusion with every possible gesture. Kirby cleared her throat before continuing.
“I assumed you might’ve heard, since Yuri Lanster used to be part of that division. But I guess not.”
“What exactly do they do?”
“They’re an elite group with exceptional combat skills, capable of carrying out solo missions. They’re usually the first to be deployed for high-risk operations. I called in, so they should be arriving soon.”
“Oho.”
It sounded like some kind of specialized task force. I mean, considering Pink-Haired Lesbian had gone through Metamorphosis, she wouldn’t be assigned to just any ordinary unit—that would be a waste of her abilities.
I sat with Kirby, sipping tea as we waited. Eventually, I spotted a figure approaching from the southern gate of the Academy.
A simple, pitch-black uniform.
Thick gray bangs hung over hollow, jet-black eyes that seemed to roll beneath them. It felt less like a person and more like a shadow that had taken human form.
Her gaze lingered on me for a little too long.
Clack.
She gave a sharp salute, her ponytail swaying in perfect sync with the movement. She had a whip hanging at her waist. Something about her overall movement seemed oddly familiar.
“Seris, of the Imperial Defense Bureau’s 『Extermination Squad』. As of today, I’ve been assigned to the 『Nest Tracking』 operation.”
There was an eerie sense of déjà vu.
This introduction—it was identical to Pink-Haired Lesbian’s when we first met. The precise movements, her words and even the accent naturally slipping into her speech. That meant her next line would be⋯⋯.
“I love Senior Yuri. Nice to meet you.”
This fucker.
“I don’t need you here, so leave, 『Black Lesbian』.”
“You are not my commander, 『Crazy Wizard』.”
Tension sparked between us immediately. In that brief moment, we both understood something clearly—we were enemies.
Just as I was about to summon the Heavenly Demon and Black Lesbian reached for the handle of her whip, Kirby tapped the table twice, interrupting the rising hostility. He casually pushed a madeleine into his mouth, and said.
“Let’s eat first.”
“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”
“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”
We sat down, wordlessly, without even shaking hands, continuing our silent standoff. It looked like this was going to be a long fight⋯⋯.
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Kirby admitted he wasn’t equipped for fieldwork—chasing down and subduing a Succubus was beyond his abilities. He didn’t have the physical strength for that.
So, in the end, it was just me and Black Lesbian that was assigned to investigate the Academy.
Kirby had suggested, “You should definitely call in Yuri Lanster and work as a trio,” but I had no intention of doing so.
“Let’s let Pink-Haired Lesbian—uh, I mean, Yuri Lanster⋯⋯rest.”
“What? But her abilities are crucial to this investigation.”
“I’ve got those abilities too.”
More than enough, in fact.
According to Kirby, Pink-Haired Lesbian held a deep grudge against the Succubus Queen for destroying her hometown. Whether that grudge had faded or not, I didn’t see the point in reopening old wounds.
I didn’t want to see her suffer, so before any of that could happen, I planned to resolve all the Succubus-related issues at the Academy myself.
When I stubbornly refused to involve Yuri, Black Lesbian simply turned on her heel and walked away without saying a word.
I watched her closely. She wore her hair in a ponytail, mimicking Pink-Haired Lesbian, but her slender, narrow hips and delicate frame couldn’t replicate the violent body of Pink-Haired Lesbian.
There were certain realms that Black Lesbian would never be able to imitate with her lack of curves.
I called out to her retreating figure.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to investigate.”
“Where, exactly?”
“You’re asking the obvious. Of course, we’ll head somewhere that would attract a Succubus—a gloomy place filled with the scent of lonely men.”
Indeed, it was a reasonable approach.
After all, men who have been alone for extended periods are prime targets for a succubus’s temptation. So… should we begin with the boys’ dormitory?
Or maybe I could make use of the Dark Wizard’s magic circle that I had stolen. Its original purpose was to amplify emotions, which might help me locate those most vulnerable to a Succubus’s charm.
As I mulled over these ideas, Black Lesbian confidently walked forward and eventually arrived at the front of a building.
The plaque on the door read『Professor Alexon』.
“?”
Bang!
Without hesitation, Black Lesbian kicked the door open and stormed inside. Professor Alexon spun around, startled, mid-motion as he watered a plant.
“Professor Alexon, I’ve heard you’ve been single for over 40 years and have never held a woman’s hand even once before. That makes you a prime suspect. Prepare for inspection.”
“⋯⋯⋯⋯!!”
Alexon was deeply wounded by the sudden brutal verbal attack and stumbled. How could she so viciously cut straight to his heart like that!?
I hurried over to support Alexon, who looked as though he might collapse. He coughed weakly, as if his very soul had been wounded.
“Keuk⋯⋯ cough cough.”
“Hm. This unventilated room reeks of loneliness, it’s filthy, and your unkempt beard suggests a complete lack of self-care. It’s no surprise you haven’t had a relationship.”
“Uhuhurgh!”
“Alexon, don’t listen to her! Damn it, how can she say such heartless things⋯⋯!! Sure, maybe there aren’t many women around you, and perhaps you’re avoided by the female professors, but still! There are lines that shouldn’t be crossed!”
“You’re worse than her, you fucker!”
For the sin of being unable to resist and joining in on the attack, I shall plead guilty.
I got hit.
Alexon, visibly bruised by the insults, weakly asked what this was all about. I calmly explained that we were investigating a Succubus preying on emotionally vulnerable individuals.
“⋯⋯If that’s the case, then I must cooperate. Fine. Do whatever tests you need!”
He was about to agree to the inspection without hesitation.
“Alright. Then take off your pants.”
“?”
“A man seduced by a Succubus would be regularly drained of his essence, which would lead to a noticeable decline in vitality. I need to verify that. And since you might try to alter the results, do it right here under my supervision.”
“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”
Only then did Kirby’s advice make sense. The reason he insisted on bringing Pink-Haired Lesbian along wasn’t just for her abilities—it was to keep this wild Black Lesbian under control.
Alexon looked as though he was seriously considering grabbing his axe. Given the level of disrespect being thrown his way, he eventually seemed to conclude that using his axe would be justified in this situation.
Though was now spending his days teaching kids at the academy, Alexon used to be a well-known mercenary.
And among the packs of wolves who lived and died by the sword, jokes could be tolerated. Insults, however, could not.
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I could say there was no sign at all.
In one smooth motion, still seated and watering his plants, Alexon hurled a hand axe without any apparent movement. To anyone without keen eyesight, it would’ve seemed like the axe had suddenly appeared in midair.
At that moment, Black Lesbian moved as well.
Her intent was clear. As the axe flew towards her, her bloodshot eyes gleamed with killing intent, as though she was prepared to sever one of his arms. Her whip snapped.
PAKANG-!!
The end of the whip flicked the axe upward, redirecting its path back toward Alexon. The whip moved like a living snake, its speed and trajectory seemingly unnatural.
Normally, when force is applied in the opposite direction, velocity decreases. But Black Lesbian’s whip retained its speed even after the sudden change in direction.
If something defied the laws of physics, then it must be Metamorphosis(羽化). Did her ability allow her to redirect kinetic energy without losing momentum?
Alexon didn’t just defend himself with the axe—he immediately prepared for combat as he saw the whip coming at him. He drew both a dagger and a longsword from his waist.
Just before a clash between these Metamorphosis-level individuals was about to ignite…
“『Combat Assistant : Heavenly Demon』.”
Kiiiiing──!!
I quickly ran a mental simulation. A minor shockwave should be enough to diffuse the situation. With a snap of my fingers, a small explosion rippled through the air..
I disrupted the battle’s momentum.
“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”
“────.”
Both Alexon and Black Lesbian stopped their attacks and turned to look at me. I decided to lighten the mood as I spoke to Alexon.
“It was just a joke. No need to take it this far.”
“It wasn’t a joke.”
I ignored her comment.
“Ah, really? That’s a relief. So, what kind of test do I need to take?”
“Just keep eye contact with me for a few seconds. That’s all I need.”
There was no complicate things. Who am I? The brilliant genius of the Purple Magic Tower. It wouldn’t take more than a glance for me to tell if someone was under a Succubus’s spell.
I calmly looked into Alexon’s eyes. There were no unusual signs. Everything checked out.
“He’s clean. We’re done here, Black Lesbian.”
“You are not my commander, Crazy Wizard.”
Though she said that, she quietly left Alexon’s office. Did she actually respect my skills and expertise?
If she was going to respect me, she could at least show some respect to Professor Alexon too. Why does she always charge headfirst into every situation without thin⋯⋯.
Ah!
“Wait⋯⋯ are you causing all this chaos just to tell us we need Yuri Lanster here to manage you? Is that what this is about?”
“⋯⋯No, but.”
“Sorry, but your plan ends here. We’re wrapping up your Succubus investigation right now.”
I wasn’t about to let her drag Yuri Lanster into this. I’d do it myself.
Quickly, I began assembling a plan in my mind. We didn’t need to go searching for the Succubus. I would make her come to us.
I had all the data from the Succubus I dissected, and I’d already devised a formula to lure them in.
By mixing my mana, I could release a special pheromone that would only affect Succubi, triggering an uncontrollable lust that would compel them to seek us out⋯⋯a mass seduction spell.
Once we had the Succubus, we could peacefully extract the information about their nest.
“『Sugar Lump』.”
Of course, I’m not an idiot. I remembered Pink-Haired Lesbian was also a Succubus. So, I programmed an exception into the magic, significantly reducing its potency against her.
As long as she didn’t breathe in too much of the pheromone at close range, she should be safe.
“Mr. Crazy Wizard, what are you doing in⋯⋯ he, re?”
“Ah.”
Ah.
It wasn’t okay anymore.