“It was tough….”
Bellver had barely managed to stick with them until the end, sending off the two people who were trying to squeeze every last bit out of him.
Only after they left did he let out the sigh he’d been holding back for so long.
They had said everything under the sun—how relentless they were.
And now, thinking about it, even that dizzying comment included.
Because of this, all he wanted to do right now was run away.
The time to report everything as it was was running out, and it made him incredibly anxious.
Would Bellatrix b*tt in while he was reporting?
She’d probably reach out the moment she hears about the first incident.
Just imagining her sticky, hot teasing sends shivers down his spine.
It’s questionable whether he can endure the whole report without breaking.
Even if he does manage to hold on, he still has to face the punishment—a full day of being teased nonstop.
Bellver cursed his past self for causing trouble just to get punished.
This is why you shouldn’t speak carelessly.
“Gah… I don’t wanna go…”
When those two were around, he desperately wanted to leave, but now that it’s over, he doesn’t want to go at all.
Because Bellatrix is waiting like a tiger ready to pounce as soon as he arrives.
There are only a few doors left before he reaches the carriage where she waits.
He can already feel her energy through the doors.
That mischievous grin she wears while teasing him, knowing he can’t resist.
Bellver really didn’t want to go, but eventually, he slowly rose and trudged toward the carriage.
Since it’s already decided, he thought he might as well delay it a little.
To prepare himself mentally.
“Welcome back. Why do you look so exhausted?”
Surprisingly, it took less than ten minutes to reach the carriage.
As soon as he got close, Bellatrix noticed and opened the door for him.
After not seeing her for a few hours, Bellver felt oddly at ease.
Of course, the looming teasing and punishment are still unpleasant, but right now, Bellatrix’s side feels like the most comfortable place for him.
Could it be because she’s the only one who treats him kindly?
Being apart makes her seem especially warm and welcoming.
Maybe this is what having a friend feels like.
For now, Bellver decided to fully use the fact that he’s in a female body.
He sat right next to her and leaned his tired body against her shoulder.
Let’s call this cuteness for now.
He’s cute right now.
“Ahhh… I missed you, Bellatrix-sama…”
“What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”
“It was super tough…”
Bellver started whining naturally, feeling relieved.
How persistent everyone was, how exhausting it was, how embarrassing it all felt.
And how hard he tried.
Of course, he conveniently left out the part where he caused trouble.
Bellatrix would surely notice, but he hoped she’d let it slide this time.
Of course, there’s no way she would.
She revealed the hidden truth with just one sentence, without doing anything yet.
“The trouble you caused?”
“Do I really have to talk about it…?”
“Of course. Tell me everything from start to finish.”
“Yes…”
Despite feeling so drained, Bellver became deflated when she wouldn’t give him any leeway and began his report.
About how he squeaked like a chick when Roho approached from behind, how he ended up talking with Roho, how he squeaked again because of Tiel, and how he faced their intense questioning under pressure.
By the time he finished recounting this much, he didn’t even realize what he was saying anymore.
His head felt foggy, and he kept nodding off, struggling to form words.
“This…is the end…”
Bellver tried his best to finish speaking, but the drowsiness was too overwhelming.
All the tension from earlier combined with finally relaxing beside Bellatrix made it impossible to stay awake.
He suddenly rested his head on Bellatrix’s shoulder and fell asleep mid-sentence.
“He must’ve been really exhausted.”
Bellatrix carefully adjusted Bellver, who was leaning awkwardly on her high shoulder, to make him more comfortable.
Without a proper pillow, she gently placed his head on her thigh.
While she absolutely has no intention of canceling the punishment, she’ll let him rest for now.
There’s no way she’d wake him up when he’s breathing so peacefully after always staying alert.
Her once cold image has long since been replaced by the image of a girl who knows love.
Besides, his efforts are clearly visible.
Of course, when he wakes up, she’ll ask about what happened next.
It feels like the next thing is the most important part.
*
“Uuuuuh… It’s hot…”
“Should I open the window for you?”
“Nnnn…”
“Feeling cooler?”
Bellver nodded slightly in response.
With the warmth and softness he felt at the back of his head and the cool night breeze coming in through the open window, he didn’t even want to speak.
He could happily lie here, acting spoiled, forever.
Bellatrix stared intently at Bellver, who was being unusually clingy compared to usual.
A smile lingered on her lips.
He’s always cute, but when he lets his guard down completely like this, it’s several times cuter.
Judging by his inherently affectionate nature, Bellver definitely suits being a woman more.
Unfortunately, it’s almost time to arrive at the academy, so it’s time to wake him up.
There’s another report to hear.
“So, will you tell me what happens next?”
At the sound of her voice, Bellver’s eyes snapped open instantly.
The situation hit him immediately upon hearing her words.
He realized he was using Bellatrix’s thigh as a pillow.
Startled, he tried to sit up abruptly, but she pressed her hand firmly against his forehead, stopping him.
Now, their eyes met while his head remained resting on her thigh.
He wanted to hide his reddening cheeks, but couldn’t bring himself to turn away in this position.
His mind went blank with embarrassment as memories of the childish behavior he exhibited while half-asleep came rushing back.
Please let her move her hand away, but she won’t.
“As punishment for causing so much trouble, I’ll consider this as your compensation until we arrive.”
“Yes!”
Upon reflection, Bellver thought lying here wasn’t so bad.
He could simply rest comfortably, and the punishment would be over.
Though the situation is embarrassing, he can endure it.
Bellatrix could see through him completely.
She noticed that he was gradually becoming accustomed to simply clinging to her, despite the lingering embarrassment.
It’s time to add something new.
“So, will you tell me what happens next?”
“Do I really have to?”
“Of course.”
Bellver rolled his eyes nervously at Bellatrix’s actions.
While pressuring him to confess his mistakes, she began touching his cheeks, which were soft and flushed like marshmallows.
Embarrassment from the current situation, fear of the future after speaking, and shame from past events coexisted within him.
Still, he forced his tongue to form words despite wanting to avoid it.
“I accidentally made a slip of the tongue, leading others to misunderstand that I’m only in a physical relationship with you…”
“Hmm. Go on.”
Bellatrix felt dizzy as she listened.
What kind of mistake could lead to such a misunderstanding?
She wanted to grab and pull his increasingly tempting cheeks but restrained herself.
There’s still more to come.
Bellver trembled upon sensing her aura but knew he had to finish what he started.
Swallowing dryly, he gathered his courage and spoke.
“To clear up the misunderstanding…”
“Hmm.”
“I… I said I’m a virgin…”
After speaking, Bellver tightly shut his eyes.
He feared what kind of punishment awaited him.
He didn’t notice Bellatrix stiffening with a smile on her face.
Right now, Bellatrix was extremely confused.
Is this person on top of her thighs really a man?
Doesn’t someone usually say “no experience” instead of “virgin”?
It’s a word rarely used by women themselves, yet this person declared it to complete strangers?
Is this human really a man?
How they know the term “virgin” isn’t important.
Bellver clearly has some awareness and common sense, though it’s strangely misdirected.
The key issue is that she’s starting to feel like this person truly has the wrong gender identity.
Although Bellver doesn’t seem to think so.
“You troublemaker. Who gave you permission to say such things? You keep teasing about being inappropriate, but you’re the most inappropriate one.”
“No, it’s because of you! You keep teasing me inappropriately!”
“Are you secretly touching my body at night or something?”
“Absolutely not! And that’s s*xual harassment!”
Bellver protested in surprise.
He’s never touched her.
He hasn’t even seen her undressed properly.
Whenever she changes clothes or showers, he always closes his eyes.
Bellatrix knows this.
She was just poking at a newly discovered weak point.
After jabbing once, she pulled Bellver back in when he popped up.
“If you’re touching my body every night, that’s s*xual assault, you know?”
“I’m telling you, I haven’t! This is unfair! You’re the one who keeps touching me!”
“It’s natural! You keep growing!”
Bellatrix shook her head as if genuinely troubled.
It’s true that he keeps growing.
Bellver huffed at her matter-of-fact tone.
He envied how freely Bellatrix touches him when he feels too embarrassed to even look, and he felt ashamed deep down because of how his body reacts to her teasing.
Bellatrix gauged his reaction and delivered the final blow.
“Wahh… My tainted body can’t return home. I guess I’ll have to spend the rest of my life exploring this body…”
“That’s s*xual harassment!!! And give my body back!!! I’m a man, I tell you!!!”
In the end, Bellver couldn’t hold back and let out another loud scream.
