A Feverish Body, an Overexcited Mind.

After drinking the juice the fey teacher handed him, Maur felt like the whole world had turned strange.

The lesson desk, the windowsill, the doorway, the floor...

At first, he struggled with all his strength. But very soon, he couldn't even tell what he was doing anymore.

Everything turned hazy. All he could feel was heat, softness, and a kind of pleasure too shameful to speak of.

And the fey teacher's scorching breath, restrained as it was, brushing against his ear.

"Teacher Maur, is this how it's done?" she asked in a soft voice again and again, her movements mixed with a heat and urgency even fiercer than her breathing.

"Mm... ngh! N-no... don't..." Maur resisted as hard as he could.

This wasn't okay...

No.

It couldn't go on...

But after their identities had been switched, the Forest Fey was extremely eager to learn, and full of energy.

Troubled and dissatisfied, she said, "Teacher Maur, as a teacher, you need to be more serious and work harder when guiding your student."

"Maur has to be a good teacher. Responsible, and full of patience."

"Come, have another glass of juice."

"Mm, mm! Ah...!"

...

A week later, the tightly shut doors of the Mage Tower, now overflowing with the Forest Fey's style, finally opened.

The students of Divine Grace Academy gathered nearby instinctively turned their eyes over.

For some unknown reason, Teacher Evelyn's Mage Tower had suddenly turned into a castle of flowers.

The Mage Tower had originally been lush with thriving plants, wrapped in countless emerald vines, with green as its main tone.

But overnight, it had bloomed with pinkish-purple flowers.

Those flowers crowded the Forest Fey's garden in dense layers. They adorned every plant. Even the green vines climbing the outer eaves of the Mage Tower's blue stone walls had been overtaken by them, wildly showing off their beauty and fragrance to the world.

This striking change quickly drew the attention of teachers and students alike.

After all, it was only early spring. Flowers had not yet begun blooming in great numbers. Most places only had a few scattered blossoms. In terms of beauty and sheer impact, nowhere could compare to Teacher Evelyn's Mage Tower.

So whenever they had free time, students would gather outside the Forest Fey's Mage Tower without even planning it, standing in little groups of three or five to admire the breathtaking view.

And it was under exactly these circumstances that Maur walked out of Evelyn's Mage Tower.

His face was cold. His handsome features seemed covered in a layer of ice. For once, he wasn't wearing those elaborate, gorgeous formal clothes. He only had on a simple black mage robe.

"Huh? Is that Lord Maur from the Violet Count's family?"

"He looks really angry. What happened?"

"Shh! Don't get too close. I heard Lord Maur got caught by Teacher Evelyn for special tutoring because he failed a course."

"Special tutoring? Come to think of it, we really haven't seen Lord Maur for a whole week."

Maur's already ugly expression turned even worse when he heard the whispers around him.

He glared hatefully at the random onlookers who thought they were being subtle, sneaking glances at him and whispering to each other. Huge fireballs appeared around him.

Maur's face twisted as he snarled viciously, "What are you looking at!? Keep staring and I'll blow you all sky-high, you bastards!"

It was already humiliating enough being put through that by Evelyn... He had finally managed to escape, only to get surrounded and watched by a bunch of chattering nobodies.

Ahhhhhh—so damn irritating!

He wanted to use a giant fireball spell and burn down the whole Divine Grace Academy, blast it all apart!!!

Best of all, he wanted to blow that bastard Evelyn up too!!!

Maur baring his fangs and claws with massive fireballs floating behind him was simply too terrifying. And on top of that, his arrogant and overbearing reputation was known by everyone.

So not a single student around him even thought of resisting. Instead, they all showed frightened looks, shouted, "We're sorry, Lord Maur!" and fled in panic like startled birds.

That only made Maur even angrier!

He was full of fire with nowhere to vent it. He seriously wanted to find someone and fight!

"You still seem full of energy."

Right in front of Maur, a vine suddenly grew out, then in an instant transformed into a somewhat rough Forest Fey figure.

Evelyn's voice came from the body formed by the vine. "Did you lie to your teacher again?"

Maur: "!!!"

"No! I didn't!" Maur shouted back in fright. Even his legs couldn't stop trembling. "Are you a demon? If this keeps going, I'll die. I'll seriously die!"

In just one week, Maur had passed out at least three times.

The fey teacher who had opened the door to a whole new world was too terrifying. She craved new knowledge and wished she could study and research it every moment of every day.

But Maur was only an ordinary human. Worse, he was a mage with slightly poor physical stamina. Even with Evelyn helping him with that strange juice, he still couldn't hold out at all.

No, this couldn't continue. Absolutely not! He would really die!

"Not a lie."

The body made of vines seemed to let out a sigh. "Human bodies are too fragile."

Maur actually heard disappointment in Evelyn's tone.

That bastard was more demonic than a demon!

After confirming that her student who loved to lie was not deceiving her this time, and really had reached his limit, the studious Forest Fey could only let him go.

After a week of practice, Evelyn had already gained a basic understanding of this kind of human behavior.

While her student recovered his energy, she planned to devote herself to research and learn even more related knowledge.

She believed that next time, she could do better.

And she would also find a way to help Maur last longer.

The vine duplicate created by the Forest Fey's magic suddenly yellowed and withered, then turned to powder and scattered into the air.

Maur knew that was the signal that she was allowing him to leave.

He had nearly fallen back into that horrifying hell again. Maur didn't dare waste even a second. He even used wind magic and fled from the fey teacher's Mage Tower at top speed.

He swore that from now on, he would absolutely never come here again.

Absolutely!!!

Maur fled back to Violet County Manor with the mindset of someone escaping a disaster. Only after returning to his room and seeing his personal maid Daina waiting for him did he finally regain a sense of safety.

Too terrifying. It was seriously too terrifying!

Evelyn was even more terrifying than Mavis!

Daina noticed something was wrong with her beloved young master.

They hadn't seen each other for a week. Her young master, who always went to bed early every night, now had dark circles under his eyes from staying up late.

"What's wrong, Young Master? Are you feeling cold?" Daina sat down by the bed and gently hugged the trembling Maur from behind.

His clothes had changed.

When he left, he had clearly been wearing the formal outfit she had personally chosen for him.

But when he came back, he had changed into the mage robe he always disliked.

And...

There was also a scent on him...

A scent she hated.

Daina wrapped her arms around Maur. In her purple eyes was darkness without bottom, yet her voice was gentle to the extreme.

"Young Master, were you bullied?"

Maur's body stiffened. Then he immediately raised his voice in denial.

"No! Absolutely not! Nothing like that happened!"

He, Maur, the great villainous young master, could never possibly be bullied!

"...That's good." Daina buried her face in Maur's neck and took a deep breath. "Then I'll go draw some water for you, Young Master. Have a good bath and get some rest."

"Mhm." Maur nodded.

He really did need a proper bath. He had to wash off that bastard fey's scent completely, scrub it away until not a trace remained!

Daina released Maur from her embrace, turned away, and walked into the bathroom.

Click.

The bathroom door closed.

That way, her beloved young master wouldn't be able to see what was happening inside.

Daina cast a silencing spell.

And then—

Boom—!

The white, solid bathroom wall was smashed into a huge crater by a single punch from the Dark Elf maid who was usually so gentle.

Daina lowered her head. The softly glowing violet crystal lamp shone on her, leaving half her body in the light.

But behind her was endless shadow.

Within that shadow, countless pitch-black arms writhed and waved, trying to drag her in, drag her into that bottomless darkness.

The monsters in the shadows cried out in wild delight—

"Daina..."

"Daina~"

"Daina!"

Daina acted as if she heard nothing.

Right now, there was only one voice in her head. It repeated itself over and over, cold, furious, and jealous.

Once again...

Again.

Her young master. Her beloved young master...

Again and again.