Yesterday, newly appointed young Elf teacher Beren took leave from the dean and faculty the very next day after starting her position.

Her note claimed she felt unwell and might need one or two days of rest.

No one suspected much. After all, the Elvenfolk forest climate differed from Luo City’s. Plus, Elder Beren, who’d lived in the woods her whole life, was visiting the human kingdom for the first time. Resting due to unfamiliar surroundings seemed perfectly normal.

Indeed, this Elder Elf needed to learn human social norms properly. Rule one: Never casually bully the boy favored by Luo City’s future Queen.

Rule two: Not everyone is as big-hearted as I am.

...

Evening, in the basement of Lothric Royal City.

After school, I didn’t even drop my bag before following Lorian to this basement guarded by over a dozen elite knights.

Before me, still deeply asleep, was Miss Beren—whom everyone thought had merely "taken leave."

She sat slumped in a chair, head bowed, hands tied behind the backrest with rope. Her torn black stockings revealed smooth, fair thighs.

Of course, it only looked scary. From Beren’s clean face, Miss Roberta the head maid had been quite gentle.

No one would guess the "on-leave" Elder Elf had actually been kidnapped to Luo City’s royal palace.

The cause was simple: Miss Beren targeted me over personal grudges. Though I, being magnanimous, didn’t hold it against her—I knew she injured me unintentionally—Lorian saw it differently.

Her beloved hurt by that detestable Elf woman! That alone justified Lorian’s actions.

I sighed, feeling sympathy for Miss Beren while glancing at Lorian.

My childhood friend sat across from Beren, chin propped on her hand, silently waiting for her to wake. Her every move already hinted at a future Queen’s grace.

Clearly, this girl was truly furious.

Just as I planned to advise her not to overreact, a soft whimper signaled the poor Elder Elf finally waking.

...

No choice now. I had to see this through. If I didn’t settle Elder Beren, my school life would turn harsh.

Thinking this, I waved at the Elf.

"Good evening, Teacher Beren."

"Mmm~ Good evening~ Ugh, so uncomfortable. Stiff neck...?"

The Elf seemed oblivious to danger, twisting her neck with a bitter expression.

It’s not a stiff neck, Miss Beren. Sleeping like that couldn’t possibly be comfortable.

When she finally noticed being tied to the chair, she fully snapped awake.

"Huh? Can’t move... You, you all?"

Her eyes quickly filled with anger and surprise, plus a trace of fear.

"Wha... what are you doing!? Let me go! I’m an Elder Elf! I have diplomatic immunity! You humans kidnapping an Elder Elf—do you want war!? Waaah!?"

Before she finished, Lorian, frowning, stuffed a banana into her mouth.

Honestly, all that elder-and-immunity talk was tiresome. When you’re being kidnapped, immunity means nothing. You’re too naive, Elder.

"Mmm! Mmm mmm!"

Unable to speak, the Elf whimpered her displeasure. Soon, she flushed red from breathlessness, tears welling in her eyes.

Naturally, her short skirt rode up from frantic wriggling, exposing plump legs before me.

Lorian instantly pinched my waist.

Sorry! Future Queen! You’re in charge here!

"Elder Beren, listen like this for now. Know why we brought you here?"

[She shook her head.]

Given Miss Beren’s emotional intelligence, she likely couldn’t grasp the situation.

"As an Elvenfolk Elder, I deeply respect you. During the exchange, even when you scolded me often, I never opposed you, right?"

After this sugar-coated start, Lorian’s tone shifted sharply.

"I represented Luo City—you being strict with me was fine. But... bullying the one I like without reason? I can’t ignore that."

"Mmm mmm mmm!"

Excited, Miss Beren tried to speak. After Lorian removed the banana, the rampaging Elf ignored drool on her lips and shouted at me.

"It’s because this pervert defiled Fuu and the others! As that man’s son, he hides filthy desires—he might target Elder Selica! That night, he even tried to... mmm mmm..."

You’d better stay quiet, Miss Beren.

This time, I stuffed the banana back in her mouth.

"Don’t joke. How could Brother Xiao Ya want a charmless, rigid Elf like you?"

Lorian pouted. "And that night, you injured Brother Xiao Ya’s leg..."

"Hey, Lorian, skip irrelevant details."

I waved off Miss Beren’s shocked expression.

The Elf suddenly fell silent, which felt unsettling.

"Anyway, Miss Beren, I don’t know why you keep targeting me, but I never meant to bother you. Bringing you here was unavoidable."

Pausing, I made my demand.

"I hope you won’t disturb me anymore..."

"Brother Xiao Ya! You’re too kind!"

Lorian cut me off, glaring at Beren like an enemy.

"Elf, as punishment, you’ll obey Brother Xiao Ya from now on. Follow his every command. Or else..."

"Don’t—don’t joke! Cough cough!"

Somehow, Beren had bitten through the banana.

Miss Beren’s biting skills were truly frightening...

Coughing, she retorted defiantly: "You humans only use vulgar tricks!? Hmph... enjoy this while it lasts. When other elders find me missing, they’ll come! Obey a human—especially that man’s son? Dream on!"

After her rapid rant, the Elf panted heavily, staring at me triumphantly.

Indeed, blunt kidnapping rarely worked. Against tough cookies like Miss Beren, even Lorian hit a wall.

Kind-hearted Lorian would never resort to "humiliating training" or "brainwashing corruption."

That’s why I prepared a backup.

I patted Lorian’s head to calm her, sighed, and pulled a prepped item from my pocket.

"Huh... Teacher Beren, remember this?"

A pink object with a wicked shape—just looking at it needed a mosaic censor.

With a touch of magic infused, it would...

[Buzz buzz buzz]

Start vibrating.

Miss Beren "vibrated" too, her composure shattered, whole body trembling.

"Th-this... thing? I-I... have no idea!"

"You’re forgetful. We found it under your pillow, on your dorm bed."

[Buzz buzz buzz]

That morning, before knocking out Miss Beren, I’d asked Hill to sneak into her dorm.

Trespassing was wrong, but Hill found many "strange" items.

Bold-cover manga aside, he discovered odd "little toys."

Well, Miss Beren wasn’t young and still single. Having "needs" was natural.

Still...

"As the Elves’ Discipline Elder, who’d think... you yourself are the worst discipline-breaker..."

"Ah... ah uh... ah uh... that was just—I accidentally..."

The Elf seemed to want excuses, but this situation...

I’d already checkmated her.

Trained by my old man, when serious, I’d never lose to a mere Elder Elf.

"Teacher Beren, if you don’t want... unfavorable rumors spreading among the Elvenfolk... you’ll know what to do starting tomorrow, right?"