The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

It was the paper.

The survey paper that had first brought her face to face with Max, the bespectacled man.

The moment she saw the paper, her heart pounded involuntarily.

What would happen next?

“Do I have to write on it again?”

However, contrary to Helen’s expectations, the words that came out of her mouth were blunt.

“I didn’t think you’d be satisfied with just the sequel. This time, I need some research to incorporate a new setting.”

“…….”

At the mention of research for a new setting, Helen hid her excited expression.

“There aren’t any more strange questions, are there?”

“What do you mean?”

“That, uh, virgin… stuff, you know.”

“Ah, I won’t ask that. Didn’t you already answer that?”

“……Wait a minute, this feels kind of unpleasant.”

“Why is that?”

“It’s like I’m the kind of woman who doesn’t even have a boyfriend?”

“You know that’s not what I mean.”

Whenever she dealt with this man, her voice became sharp.

Her heart wasn’t reflecting her thoughts.

“Anyway, I’ll read it.”

“Yes.”

Helen received the survey form.

– Were you satisfied with the existing background and setting? Please check any parts you disliked.

– Location/Time/Character/Situation/Development/Other.

“What’s this?”

“You just need to check the parts from the previous video that you want improved first. There are related questions below, so please answer those as well.”

“…Okay.”

It was a familiar survey now.

If it were the first time, she might have been a little flustered, but Helen had already built up immunity through the previous survey.

This level of questioning was a breeze.

‘Parts I disliked.’

Helen imagined the past video.

Max, wearing glasses, intimidating her at the academy and making her attend supplementary lessons.

– Helen Silvesta, underachiever. Receive your punishment.

*Slap!*

“Hmph!”

Even just imagining Max hitting her caused her to let out a startled moan. She raised her head to look at Max.

Fortunately(?), he seemed not to have heard.

Feeling embarrassed, Helen lowered her head, feeling her face grow hot.

‘Calm down.’

It wasn’t something that actually happened.

She liked the character.

The fact that Max, the shop owner, surprisingly suited glasses was quite nice.

He had an intellectual aura, so to speak.

Of course, the fact that it reminded her of a real person was a slightly unpleasant point.

‘He seems fine with it.’

Helen glanced at Max.

Even though he saw her, he treated her calmly. Seeing him act normal even after seemingly sharing her illusion, it seemed Max wasn’t displeased either.

‘Character is okay.’

She also quite liked the development.

The feeling of facing a future she could never have, where she became an underachiever, was quite unique.

It also gave her new feelings.

A sense of defeat.

Despair, like hitting a wall.

It was an unfamiliar sensation, and it was all the more sensitive to her because of it.

The situation wasn’t bad either.

The setting of a student being taught by a Instructor was quite to Helen’s liking.

It was embarrassing to say, but honestly, she was excited by the Instructor’s imposing figure.

‘I think it would be nice to change the location a little.’

Helen circled ‘Location.’

Then she read the related question.

– Do you have a preferred location?

A preferred location?

Are they asking her to choose the place where she’ll be subjected to this?

Helen’s eyes widened as she looked at Max again.

Making eye contact with her, Max smiled and asked,

“Do you need anything?”

“Uh, uh?”

“You’ve been looking at me a lot. Is there a question you don’t understand?”

“I, I don’t understand? There’s no way I wouldn’t understand this.”

Because she blurted it out due to pride, Helen couldn’t continue.

She wanted to say why they kept adding such outrageous questions.

– Not understanding such an easy question… do you admit to being an underachiever yourself?

In Helen’s mind, as she glared at Max, an illusion grew.

– I understand. There’s no way the disgrace of the Silvesta family, the worst Silvesta, Helen, the fool who abandoned even the last consideration of the family head, would understand. I’ll explain it slowly.

In her illusion, Max approached her and spoke in a gentle tone.

“…….”

Her breath hitched.

In the end, Helen lowered her head and clutched her hair.

The fact that she had to choose the place where she would be humiliated herself made her head spin.

It wasn’t because she was embarrassed.

It was because of the intense excitement that boiled up.

– Write it down quickly. I assume you wouldn’t say you don’t know the Imperial language?

Helen wrote her desired location in trembling letters in the space indicated by Max in her illusion.

And the word she wrote was…

– Home.

– What is your desired situation?

– A home visit for supplementary lessons to teach an underachiever.

She slowly answered the following questions.

And once again, the last question was…

– Is it okay to lose your virginity through this act? (Yes/No)

That was the content.

“This is No, No!”

Despite her confident voice, her hand timidly circled ‘no.’

‘It’s precious.’

After signing, Helen quickly submitted the survey form to Max.

“I, I’m done, so can I go shower now?”

“Of course. But why are you in such a hurry?”

“I, I don’t know!”

Helen yelled and rushed to the shower room.

*Tap tap tap.*

She felt like she would go crazy if she stayed any longer, as Max kept looking like that bespectacled Max from her illusion.

‘I’m glad I didn’t buy glasses.’

If she had, her mind would have been completely lost.

*Whoosh whoosh!*

Even after showering with warm water, the turmoil in her head didn’t easily disappear.

***

After showering thoroughly, Helen took a tense posture. Even though she had been meticulously cleaned by the maids that morning, she had spent a considerable amount of time in the shower room, and her body was so dry it radiated warmth.

“It took a while because I worked hard to recreate the Silvesta mansion.”

At Max’s words as he checked the magic circle for the last time, Helen nodded.

“I just have to sit here?”

“Yes. You’re getting used to it now.”

“O, of course. I’m excellent. Unlike some people, I’m not incompetent.”

“You’re an excellent student.”

A shiver ran down her spine at Max’s words.

“U, um, you know.”

“Yes?”

“D, don’t call me student? It feels weird when I hear it from you.”

“Understood.”

“N, no! It’s okay to just call me by my name.”

Was it because her head was spinning with anxiety about what kind of illusion she would see next?

Her words came out haphazardly.

Why am I doing this?

She didn’t know how many times she had done things that Helen, with her brilliant mind, would never do.

“Understood. Then let’s begin immediately. Please sit comfortably. The video will start soon.”

“Okay.”

She let out a deep sigh and slumped her body.

*Click!*

With the sound of Max snapping his fingers…

The shabby shop began to change.

Into the interior of the mansion, so familiar to her.

And before her completely changed eyes…

“Miss, a guest has arrived.”

A butler with a familiar appearance stood there.

A little older than she remembered.

It was a surprisingly perfect recreation.

She could once again feel how amazing Max’s skills were.

The points she had only described verbally were perfectly recreated in the video.

– How similar it is to reality is important. If it’s not similar, the immersion breaks, and you become aware that this is an illusion. So if you’re going to use illusion magic, you shouldn’t miss even the smallest detail.

She could immediately tell how much effort he had put in behind the scenes to create this magic.

But for a moment, she paused her admiration.

Helen looked at the butler who had finished his report.

“A guest?”

“Yes. He said you would know if he said it was for supplementary lessons.”

“Ah…”

Supplementary lessons.

Just hearing those words made her body tremble.

What she was about to face naturally came to mind.

“W, where is that person, no, the Instructor now?”

“He’s waiting for you in the drawing-room.”

“I see. Then I’ll go first. Since the lesson might be in my room, please prepare some simple sweets.”

“Understood.”

With a fluttering heart, she headed to the drawing-room after asking the butler a simple favor.

Her steps towards the drawing-room were light.

*Tap tap tap.*

Helen’s gait, filled with a strange sense of anticipation and excitement, was as soft as a young lady going to meet her first love.

“…….”

*Knock knock knock.*

She knocked on the door.

The original owner of the house didn’t need such a procedure, but she naturally followed etiquette and procedure.

It was an act of showing that she wasn’t an underachiever, and at the same time, an act showing that her body recognized the bespectacled Max as her superior.

Though Helen herself didn’t realize it.

When she opened the door, she saw a familiar back.

“You’ve arrived. I’ve been waiting.”

A cold, businesslike voice.

It was a presumptuous attitude, speaking without turning around, with her behind him, but Helen couldn’t say anything.

“W, what business do you have at our mansion?”

“Don’t you remember? I believe I told you that I would make a home visit for Helen’s supplementary lessons.”

*Clink.*

With the sound of a teacup being placed down, Max, who had been sitting, stood up abruptly.

His tall figure, easily over 180 centimeters, rose from his seat, giving the impression of a shadow forming.

“Did you forget?”

“T, that’s…”

Even just hearing his voice brought back the previous experience, making her head go blank.

Helen’s brilliant mind was as if it had pressed the pause button, her thoughts freezing.

“A reaction befitting an underachiever.”

Max turned around, looked down at her, and pushed up his glasses.

It was an elegant gesture without a single flaw.

Meeting the eyes of the bespectacled Max looking down at her with a businesslike gaze, Helen unconsciously lowered her head.

“What are you supposed to say in this situation?”

“I, I’m sorry, Instructor.”

“You haven’t forgotten this. Well done.”

She received praise.

Her head knew she shouldn’t be happy about this, but her body rejoiced at the small praise.

Like a puppy.

“It’s inconvenient to show up like this. Even if you’re the Instructor…”

“It is the Instructor’s duty to properly educate underachievers. I had no choice but to come because if this continues, Helen might really fail. You wouldn’t not know the reason, would you?”

He suddenly approached her.

Helen unconsciously took a step back.

“I think it would be inconvenient to have the lesson in this drawing-room, so let’s go to your room.”

“My room?”

“Yes. It seems we need to conduct a somewhat private lesson.”

“…O, okay.”

Whenever she saw Max with his glasses, she felt like she wanted to submit.

Her usual sassy tone didn’t come out easily.

Every time she tried to speak sassily, it felt like someone was choking her.

“Then let’s get the supplies before we go.”

“Supplies?”

Max took a familiar object from his bag.

It was something she knew too.

“Y, you mean this thing?”

The pink rotor that had prevented her from properly receiving her lessons.

The object that had tormented her so much was once again on Max’s hand.

“Yes. Wear it until we get to the room. I’ll see if you can maintain the etiquette of a noble even while wearing this.”

“W, wait a minute…”

“Put it on quickly. Do you want to fail?”

At Max’s gaze looking down at her, Helen…

“……O, okay.”

She couldn’t resist.

As she put the rotor in her panties, an unpleasant foreign object settled in her lower body.

“I’ll check if you’ve positioned it correctly.”

Max knelt before her and lifted Helen’s skirt to look inside.

“You’ve positioned it exactly in front of the clitoris. Good.”

And as he turned it on…

*Whirring!*

“Hmph!!”

Helen’s body trembled.

“Let’s go. You have to set an example in front of your guests.”

How am I supposed to go like this…?