Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Arriving at the Imperial Capital, Iris and I met up with Maryjane again and tried to convince her to become my woman, albeit failed. But she did not say yes or no yet; she was not that prepared, so there were still chances of me getting her.

When Iris told me she wanted her aunt to be mine, I was shook. Although I found Maryjane appealing, I initially had no intention of making her mine. Upon gradually knowing her in person, I could now admit that Iris's idea was not bad at all; it was a steal.

Maryjane was actually beautiful, stunning, and carrying such an awestruck figure hidden in her robe, especially those racks and childbearing hips. She was single and the cherry on top, a pure maiden, so there was no reason for me to refuse the idea of making her my woman.

Later that night, I spent the night at their estate, specifically, in Iris's room. Naturally, we danced horizontally, and I finally made love with her in her room. Even though her main room was at their estate in the Arcenciel terrible, it was technically still her personal chamber.

The classes would resume the next day, and students should be in the dorms right now, but Iris and I were outside the academy's premises. Alexander was not in the manor for that reason.

As for my sister, she apparently had done Christine once she arrived at their estate. My sister wanted to spend the night with her, but she was forced by Christine to stay at the academy's dorms by using her position as the vice president of the student council.

"Auntie has been avoiding the topic of the proposal whenever I bring it up."

"Perhaps you should not force her to. I can wait for her response whenever she is ready."

"Yeah, you are right."

Early in the morning, Iris and I were in her room. After spending the night together, we then prepared ourselves for returning to the academy. We just finished the bath, and we were in the middle of putting on our uniforms.

"Could you hook my brassiere, Raphael?"

"Yeah."

"Thank you."

In front of the body mirror, I stood behind Iris and helped her fasten her bra, which squeezed and popped up her breasts. Of course, I did not forget to grope them a little bit. After that, Iris then covered her bare skin with her blouse before putting on the blazer and the accessories, like the green tie.

While still facing the mirror, I snuck my arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. In response, Iris put her hands over mine before she turned her head around so that we could kiss.

"We are now attending the academy as an engaged couple, Iris. Others may have predicted this, but I am really happy that we ended as one."

"Yeah. It feels a lot better when I know that I will be going to the academy with the one I love. I can't wait for us to get married and build a family with Sophia and the others."

"That's thinking too ahead of time, but I can also see it happening that way."

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"You know what, Raphael?"

"What?"

"Auntie complained that we were so loud last night that he had trouble sleeping. It's strange that someone could hear us, and I know that you intentionally make your barriers paper thin."

"Well, her room was right beside us, so I tried to tease her a bit."

"But she did turn on from it, though."

"Haha," I chuckled at her statement. "She probably haven't experienced it yet, so her body was being honest. If you wanted to try it, she could just say yes to the proposal and I would personally give her the best experience."

"That's the spirit, Raphael."

We then kissed passionately before we went to the dining room and had our first meal of the day.

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"What a beautiful morning, Sister."

"Yeah. So you two really did not stay here last night."

Once Iris and I got to the academy, we met Big Sis on our way to the dormitories. It had been a while since I saw her in her uniform.

As I looked around, so there were many students coming out of their rooms not to miss or arrive late to their respective classes.

Since their was a controversy occurred in the academy last time, I noticed a few pairs of eyes had been constantly glancing at us, especially today my sister, who just got engaged to Christine right after her annulment with the crown prince.

The issues regarding Christine and Prince Edward were so big that they overshadowed my engagement with Iris. Though a few students we crossed paths congratulated us and already gave us best wishes. Some even told us they were right that Iris and I were meant for one another.

"How is Miss Christine, Sister?" I asked. "You know? Being in the academy, she would definitely cross paths His Imperial Highness Edward, especially since their are in the student's council."

"I am concerned too." Iris followed up. "Those have been rumors circulating around like how Lady Christine easily got engaged herself with another heir to the throne of another nation just after she was abandoned by His Imperial Highness Edward."

"She will be doing fine. She told me so. Moreover, she minded me that she would not be affected by what others would say about her or me. We can take the criticisms together."

"I am glad that she's okay. I am concerned about that she might lose her self-esteem while attending the academy. She is actually such a resilient person."

"Do not dare underestimate my Christine."

Despite what others would say, Christine bravely endured them all. I knew that my sister received criticisms as well, though not as bad as Christine's, but Big Sis mentality was actually so resilient that she was treating death threats as breakfast. But it was not as her little brother to worry about her.

"Speaking of rumors," my sister said. "There is one that caught my attention lately. But we have no time to talk about it now. Maybe later?"

"When did you become interested in gossips? Well then, let's talk about it later."

After finishing our business in the dorms, we then proceeded to our respective classes.