[TS] Surviving in a Yuri Visual Novel

I was taken aback by Leticia’s suggestion to be her assistant. It was such a sudden proposal. Not only was she asking me to be her assistant, but she also wanted me to oversee the martial arts of the academy students.

Sure. I can concede to becoming her assistant if it comes to that.

[Main Quest: Become Leticia’s Assistant.]

[You, who are troubled by the sudden assistant proposal! There’s no need to worry. Your goal is to become Leticia’s assistant and transform into a renowned martial arts and swordsmanship professor at the academy!! Then you can escape from being jobless?! Unlike Damien Redius, you will build a reputation in the Empire. If that happens, good things may come your way.]

[Success: Gaining the trust and respect of the students. New skill unlocked. Skill Points +20.]

[Failure: Stat decrease, including exposure of your identity. Obsession and confinement by heroines.]

…Well, I am a jobless person with nothing to do anyway, so it should be fine. I absolutely am not doing this because of the quest. Absolutely not. Gritting my teeth, I sighed at the ridiculous quest.

Looking at the success and rewards, this quest was a double-edged sword.

Death if I fail… and confinement. They always mention confinement. I really don’t want to lose my freedom, so I guess I have to accept it. Honestly, I don’t want to do this, but denying it was impossible from the start, so what can I do?

Even if I don’t want to, it’s a quest I have to undertake. As I thought about the possibility of failing and being confined while receiving affection from heroines, I swallowed my sigh while listening to a voice inside my head clamoring about how it’s a good option.

At least, Leticia and I right now are comrades and friends, no longer just lovers bound by a blood contract, just as it was when I was Damien Redius.

To put it simply, we have established a master-servant relationship as Leticia previously mentioned.

That said, I have no intention of calling Leticia “master.” Last time, I couldn’t withstand Leticia’s pressure and called her master, but this time is different. Even if I was forced to wear a maid outfit, that kind of life is behind me now.

I am now in an equal position with Leticia, after all (?).

Now that my identity has been exposed, there’s no need for me to play the subordinate role (?).

Since I’ve been discovered, I can act a bit more audaciously (?).

I heard a voice somewhere yelling if I even had a conscience, but that must just be my imagination. I rubbed my ears.

– Do you really see Charlotte and me as equals? No matter how much lovers we are, I am Charlotte Cyclamen’s master!

It sounds like a hallucination.

– You cheeky maid. I think a sharp punishment is in order.

Continuing… hallucination… Leticia in front of me remains quiet, so the voice I hear now is indeed a hallucination. Uh-huh. I nodded my head up and down in agreement.

– …Our dear Charlotte. Don’t you remember calling me “master” while wearing a maid outfit not long ago?

Stop talking, okay? The buzzing in my head is giving me a headache. Ugh. Frowning, I gestured into the air, trying to erase these strange hallucinations from my mind.

Now even hallucinations are causing trouble.

Ugh. Hearing that in Leticia’s voice gives me goosebumps as if the real Leticia is talking. I grumbled to myself while looking at the silent Leticia.

“Why didn’t you mention this earlier? And you know I’m not good at teaching.”

The difference between Damien Redius and an ordinary swordsman was significant. Even when a knight sought my teachings on swordsmanship on the battlefield, I instructed him, but he questioned how to do it. I rebuked him back, asking why he couldn’t do it.

What did the knight say back then?

– Sir Damien. I sincerely respect you, but this isn’t right.

– Why not?

– No!! How do you expect anyone to understand if I simply explain that the Mazoku’s head fell because of a slash and a stab?!

– So what’s the problem? Look at Leo. When you teach one thing, he learns two. Just slash and stab when needed!

– Isn’t Leo a Hero?! We’re not the same! What do you mean by just slashing and stabbing?!

– Well, you’re asking for a lot, aren’t you? Isn’t it unreasonable to expect two when you teach one?

– If it were that easy! I wouldn’t be just an ordinary knight; I would have been called a hero by now…

– Look at those kids. They’re younger than you but already slicing through Mazoku heads with skill!

– …It’s humiliating, but are those people really the same as me? If I’m an extra knight, they’re practically the main characters, aren’t they?

– Who are you to blame for lacking talent compared to those kids? And instead of comparing yourself to them, you should be training! That’s why you lose to the children.

Thwack!

– Ah?! That hurts, Sir Damien!

Ignoring the scream that sounded real, I nodded in agreement. Looking back, I certainly was very clumsy when it came to teaching or giving advice. It was similar to being asked how a human breathes when I got reincarnated into this world.

On top of that, there was a system’s correction, so there shouldn’t have been any discomfort for me when holding a sword.

To be honest, I threw up when I first saw the head of a corpse I had directly decapitated rolling on the ground.

That was the first time, so it couldn’t be helped. Back then, I thought of this world as a mere game. With a sigh recalling those naive days, I spoke.

“For now, I have nothing to do, and since it’s your request, I’ll consider helping you, but I really lack the talent to teach someone.”

“Oh my. How humble. Are you saying that the kids you raised are now called heroes?”

“…That’s because they have talent. You know I haven’t taught them much.”

That title of “hero” is also an undeserved label for those kids that exist in my memories. I remembered the two children who swung their swords and fists in terror while decapitating Mazoku heads to survive.

Come to think of it, one of them was Leticia’s younger sister. She was a prodigy when it came to swordsmanship, surpassing me, but is she still in the north? If Leticia poured all her talent into magic, then I remember her sister was focused on sword skill.

The sisterly bond was strong, and Leticia took the heir position, so I wondered what she was doing now.

I asked.

“What about your sister? What’s Charles up to these days?”

“Charles?”

“Yeah. You might have taken the heir position, but your sister was no less remarkable.”

A black genius who decapitated Mazoku at merely ten years old. Or a pitiful child thrown into a battlefield at the age when parental care was most needed. That was my feeling when I first saw her.

The child who boldly held her place, despite the trauma of slashing a Mazoku that resembled a human, looked even more fragile than Leticia perceived.

Her gaze mirrored my own when I haphazardly entered the first game world.

Leticia didn’t know.

Until I told her, she couldn’t know.

That child had always lived hidden behind the mask of her indifferent face. So I initiated a conversation.

I simply couldn’t let it go by. I couldn’t bear to watch the sister of the benefactor and lover, who saved me, go astray.

Since that child should not walk the same path as I did, I offered various advice as a senior. She was a child with many similarities to me, as though I was looking in a mirror. Then, at some point, I became that child’s mentor.

No. People around me started calling me that child’s mentor. Accidentally, after having one disciple, I took on yet another after that. It was quite a bizarre fate.

Leticia blinked a few times at my question, frowned as if she was displeased, then suddenly drew a line of worry at her lips and smiled gently.

What, what is it? I was taken aback.

“If it’s Charles, she’s attending this academy.”

“…Really?”

“Why would I lie? With graduation just around the corner, she spends more time outside than in the academy. Though she sometimes drops by, today she sent me a letter saying she was coming back…”

Just then.

Knock, knock. Someone knocked on the lab door at the right moment.

“Sister. Are you in there?”

A youthful voice, lower than Leticia’s. I softly spoke as I recognized the much more matured voice than when I last heard it.

“No way.”

“Yep. It’s no way. Charles? Come in.”

“…Is anyone there? Is it okay for me to come in?”

Hesitatingly asking for confirmation, Charles’s voice made me glance at Leticia in surprise, but she casually replied.

“Yeah. You can come in.”

“Wait…!”

“It doesn’t matter. Charlotte, you wanted to see her too.”

“No! Well, that’s true… ugh. This is too sudden.”

Their bickering voice could be heard even from outside the door, causing Charles to hesitate at the doorknob for a moment, before finally entering after a few seconds of deliberation. The grumbling was an added bonus.

“Seems like I’m interrupting a conversation with a guest, but is it okay for me to come in?”

“Of course. It’s someone precious to you too.”

“…Precious to me?”

I locked eyes with Charles as she entered the room. The last time I saw her, she still showed traces of her childishness, but now, the girl had transformed into a lady, which left me speechless as I compared her to the familiar alluring violet eyes, different from Leticia.

What, how do I greet her? Since this body is our first meeting, should I at least say hello first?

“So, who are you?”

At Charles’s question, Leticia looked at me and smiled mischievously. A sudden unease crept in. Just as I felt anxious and tried to cover Leticia’s mouth, she was quicker.

She clapped her hands cheerfully, saying words that didn’t fit at all.

“Yes, that’s a great question, Lady Charles. Now, let me introduce you to the newly transformed lady, Damien Redius!”

“…What?”

Charles repeated dumbfoundedly.

This is bad.

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