And so, to avoid being eliminated by Miss Beren if she discovered the truth, I had no choice but to use a ridiculous name for the castle butler—Alisha Da.

Now, my task was to act as a confidante sister... ahem, confidante brother or pure younger brother, to listen to and resolve Miss Beren’s troubles—which were so obvious I didn’t even need to think to know what they were.

To my slight surprise, Beren, who indiscriminately disliked humans and was even indifferent to her fellow teachers, became much kinder when facing me—this fictional, non-existent “butler.”

Though, perhaps it was more like “nervousness”?

Heh... Beren might be a Discipline Elder, but at heart, she was still a kind and innocent Elf maiden.

With that thought, I swiftly guided Beren to the castle’s most secluded garden. The afternoon was bright and sunny. My dad was likely off sightseeing with his “harem,” so no one would discover us here anytime soon.

It was the perfect spot to resolve this “tsundere” Elf’s troubles.

...

“Sigh... So nostalgic. It tastes like home.”

Beren took a sip of the floral tea I’d prepared for her with her rosy lips. Her tense body gradually relaxed along with the corners of her mouth.

I had to admit, this Elf, though usually irritable, was incredibly charming when relaxed.

After a contented smile appeared on her lips, her whole body exuded a temptation like that of a freshly ripened red apple.

Combined with her well-endowed figure, the curves of her legs, and the tight neckline...

This Elf didn’t look like a “Discipline Elder” at all.

I stared blankly for a moment, then hurriedly cleared my throat a few times.

“Th-this... it’s from the Queen... ahem, from Queen’s place. It’s said to be a specialty of your Elvenfolk.”

“I see. Even the Queen holds you in such high regard. You truly are different from those vulgar humans with lecherous gazes. Your scent is incredibly alluring too.”

Beren stared at the tea tray, muttering softly to herself.

Just yesterday, she mocked me, saying I had a “perverted” milky smell on me.

“Ah! That’s right! The handkerchief you lent me last time—I’ll return it now!”

Saying this, Beren jumped up like a rabbit and hurriedly rummaged through her pockets.

After searching all the pockets of her top, her expression suddenly turned panicked. She spun around in a fluster. Then, thinking I hadn’t noticed, she pulled the handkerchief out from inside her blouse near her chest.

Miss Beren, don’t you think the place you kept the handkerchief was a bit... suggestive?

“I-I-I... I’ve washed it! Although there were a few nights I couldn’t resist taking it to bed and sniffing it, I’d had a proper bath by then, so it shouldn’t be too dirty.”

“After all, this handkerchief has a sweet milky scent, very similar to yours. Sniffing it feels like sniffing your firm chest... ah... ah!”

“Ahhh! What am I even saying! I-I’m sorry... I-I-I...”

Miss Beren, your habit of casually fantasizing and getting nosebleeds really needs to be properly addressed...

...

A few minutes later, the Elf who had been waving her arms wildly and acting erratically in front of me finally calmed down.

Even a fool could see her expression was now sad and heavy. “I’m sorry... for showing you my ugly side.”

“It’s nothing...”

I sipped my tea without showing any emotion.

Indeed, it was nothing. After all, I’d seen this kind of delusional behavior from you several times back in school.

“This is my recent trouble... sigh.”

Beren listlessly slumped her shoulders, her ears even drooping slightly.

“Actually, back in the Elvenfolk, I never encountered such serious situations. But... but recently, it’s different. Listen, in my class lately, there’s a perverted student who’s specifically targeting me!”

Who’s really targeting whom, teacher!

Would you dare say that again while patting those two soft mounds on your chest!?

To salvage a bit of my good image, I explained with a bitter smile, “Well, maybe he just wants to reward you? It’s just that his methods are a bit... ‘excessive’...”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” Beren waved her hand. “How could that man’s perverted son possibly care about me!?”

The guy you’re talking about is caring for you right now!

Hearing this, I finally understood. Beren seemed to have a significant grudge against my father, and because of that, she’d also directed her unwarranted anger at me.

I feared that no matter what I did in women’s clothing, Beren would misunderstand it. Even if I helped a young Elf girl cross the street, Beren would probably think I was a perverted lolicon.

“But, I should be properly disciplining that human, yet I must temporarily follow his orders. Worse, during these days of his ‘rough treatment,’ I didn’t actually... hate it. With the suspicious potion, hypnotic massage, and blindfold play, I even felt a bit...”

Beren instantly blushed, gazing at me with a voice tinged with tears.

In her eyes, I had probably become the only “confidante young man” who could solve her troubles.

Indeed, for beings at a delicate age, having some “needs” physiologically is perfectly normal.

Moreover, due to the Elves’ long lifespan and youthful looks, Beren had a maiden’s face but actually harbored the worries of a lonely housewife around forty.

To put it bluntly: Beren, you’re an unsatisfied masochistic pervert. Forget about discipline; just go find a man and marry him.

Of course, as a gentleman and as the “confidante butler” Alisha Da, I absolutely couldn’t say that.

So, at the very least, I needed to comfort her tactfully.

“Ahem, w-women having some needs is perfectly normal.”

Covering my forehead, I was struggling to phrase my words, completely unaware of the stars sparkling in Beren’s eyes.

“J-just... release it appropriately when no one’s around at night. If... if you’re really too shy to shop for things, I could buy something for you...”

“Ah... ah... you truly are... warm like the sun.”

Beren, like a love-struck maiden, tilted her head up slightly and stared at me.

Don’t look at me like that; tomorrow we might end up arguing again.

Besides, I wasn’t helping this tsundere Elf for no reason. She had to suppress her surging physiological needs for the sake of discipline, while I had to uphold purity to ensure my own... lower body’s happiness.

In a sense, I could somewhat understand Beren’s current feelings of helplessness and tension.

I smiled and waved my hand.

“N-nothing. It’s just that I somewhat... empathize with you... ugh!”

I wanted to say more, but it was already too late.

A long-absent warm flow passed through my chest. As my head spun, a strange sweet fragrance spread around my body.

I was all too familiar with these signs, but today’s situation was far more dangerous than last time.

My constitution had erupted again at the most delicate moment!

Moreover...

This time, I was wearing men’s clothing!!