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moments before the start of the practice match, in the waiting room.
Dennis, who was preparing for the impending practice match, happened to see someone lying in the corner of the waiting room.
It was Arthur, his senior with whom he would soon be sparring.
Dennis grinned as he recalled an incident from yesterday.
As Dennis was going around to greet the senior students of the noble families, he heard a rumor about a commoner.
It was about a commoner with, incredibly, no magical power at all.
While Dennis had questions about how this commoner managed to both enroll and avoid expulsion, what mattered was that this senior’s name was Arthur.
Dennis felt a sense of derision.
No magical power? What a pitiful human.
And this pitiful person was to be his opponent.
Contemplating the easy victory ahead, Dennis couldn’t help but chuckle.
But upon closer inspection, he noticed a furry lump clinging to Arthur’s chest.
“What is it? A secret weapon, maybe?”
Curious, Dennis approached and asked.
“A cat.”
“…Pardon?”
“My summoned creature is a cat.”
Dennis couldn’t suppress his laughter.
A commoner and a cat—what a fitting combination.
But suddenly,
“Just so you know, if you antagonize this cat, you might end up dead.”
Callisa, who had secured second place in the entrance exam, warned Dennis.
Her caution carved a deep scar into Dennis’ pride; he’d already been peeved that this Callisa, instead of himself, had claimed second place after the princess.
And now she had the audacity to belittle him further.
What could a mere cat possibly do?
Dennis made up his mind.
He would definitely win this match. What’s more, he’d obliterate that arrogant cat too.
While waiting for his turn, Dennis noticed Callisa’s image on the broadcast screen and approached it curiously.
Although the previous spars had all resulted in victories for the seniors, Dennis was sure this one would be different.
The overwhelming magic Callisa demonstrated during the entrance exam was nothing short of monstrous—strong enough to claim first place had the princess not been around.
Dennis silently prayed for the opponent’s well-being.
As expected, Callisa’s overwhelming victory concluded the duel.
Dennis mulled over Callisa’s earlier words. Could that cat really possess something special if it drew such a warning from someone so powerful?
But, shaking his head, Dennis dismissed it.
“Nonsense. No way a commoner could have such a powerful summoned creature.”
After all, even Dennis was aware that forming a contract with a top-notch summoned creature would bankrupt even the wealthiest. Arthur simply didn’t have that kind of money.
Dennis chalked Callisa’s words up to mere provocation and disregard for himself.
Finally, it was time. Dennis and Arthur stepped onto the stage.
As soon as the student council gave the signal, Dennis unleashed a barrage of spells.
It was an offensive to cut off any possible variables.
However, his spells were met by a sudden protective barrier and dissipated futilely.
‘So, you did have a trick up your sleeve, huh?’
Changing the attribute of his magic, Dennis poured another series of spells.
He deliberately created openings to tempt Arthur into attacking.
But the attack never came.
‘What is this? Why isn’t he attacking?’
Dennis concluded internally:
‘Could it be that the familiar can’t attack?’
Dennis smirked. Admittedly, a defensive barrier that effectively blocked his magic like this would hardly leave room for attack magic as well.
With that, Dennis paused the magic barrage and spoke to Arthur, deliberately goading him.
But Arthur took the criticism without breaking a sweat.
‘His mentality seems to be quite solid. Very well…’
Shifting the mockery to the cat, Dennis watched Arthur’s immediate reaction. Inside, Dennis smirked—mission accomplished.
‘Alright, let’s see what you’ve got. I’ll counter whatever pathetic attack comes my way.’
Dennis geared up for a final provocation.
“Hm, so you’re finally attacking? I was beginning to think you’d never start—”
At that moment, Dennis felt something was off.
‘Eh? What?’
His stomach began rumbling.
Years of experience made Dennis aware of what that rumbling meant, and he could not hide his dismay.
“W-What is this…?”
Despite having been to the bathroom once already in the waiting room,
‘This can’t be happening!’
This was his debut in the Academy. His goal was to crush the incompetent third-year and secure his position.
If he couldn’t hold it together now, there would be utter catastrophe.
Dennis focused all his strength on his sphincter.
Gripping his aching abdomen, he struggled to lift his head.
That’s when their eyes met.
The pair of blood-red eyes, tinged with pity, told Dennis everything he needed to know about his current predicament.
“Grrr…. You vile…!”
Grumble!
“Cough!”
Eventually, Dennis dropped to one knee and turned to the student council official overseeing the match.
Surrendering in a match against a commoner was unthinkable, but the rumbling wouldn’t let up.
Grumble!
‘Cough!’
Pride be dammed. If this didn’t stop, it would be the end of his life at the Academy.
“H-Ha… I surr-”
Just as Dennis was about to yell out his surrender,
-Shut up.
A sharp voice resounded in his mind. The force of the voice caused Dennis’ jaw to lock firmly.
“Uuuuh… Grrr!”
Dennis patted at his mouth, but his jaw remained stubbornly locked.
‘No! This can’t happen!’
It wasn’t something he could stop even if he wanted to. The tide pressing from his abdomen was already directly at the exit.
‘Ah! Aaahh It cant be!!’
Dennis’ eyes tightened as he started a desperate act he had never thought of before.
‘O Lord, please!’
It was said that people call upon God when they reach an insurmountable limit. Dennis prayed to deities he knew little about.
‘Anyone out there, please!’
At that moment,
-Did you call?
Some voice echoed in his mind. Dennis felt like a lifeline had been thrown down from heaven.
‘P-Please… Help me…’
Grumble!
‘Guhhh…’
-Help?
The voice lacked gravitas for a deity, but at this point, it didn’t matter.
‘Please help! I beg!’
Dennis begged with the most earnest sincerity of his life. Then the voice replied.
-Then shut up and take your pants down.
‘…What?’
-You want help don’t you? Can’t do this much?
‘W-Well…’
Though seemingly unrelated and even harmful, the urgency of pressure at his nether region made Dennis lose his senses.
‘If I do this, will you help me?’
Dennis was losing his marbles.
-That’s right… A, and take off your underwear too.
‘T-Take off my underwear…?’
-What, don’t want help?
Despite not being in his right mind, there was an undeniable authority to the voice in his head, an authority commanding obedience.
In the end, Dennis did.
“Aaahh!”
“What the hell are you doing, you lunatic?!”
“Hey, Dennis, what’s wrong with you?!”
His female schoolmates, classmates from the same grade, and acquaintances from the past few days.
All of them watched as he dropped his pants.
Dennis was convinced he’d glimpsed a deity while lowering his pants, as the ache in his belly momentarily subsided.
Once he had stripped down completely, Dennis begged in his thoughts.
‘I’ve taken them off. Please help me!’
As soon as his belly felt better, Dennis firmly swore to cast a spell at both Arthur and the cat the moment he got back on his feet.
…
However…
-Nope.
‘…What?’
-Eat this and go away.
Just then, something flashed in Dennis’ vision.
With a blink, the light appeared right before his eyes.
It was a black beam of light.
‘E-eh…’
The beam struck his stomach before he could react.
The place it struck was nothing less than his—
“Guhh!!!”
stomach.
This pressure further opened up his sphincter.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!”
The pressure of the beam turned into propulsion.
Pudduk… Pujji… Poodduk…
A dark-brown something shot up into the sky.
Like a fountain, the projectile drew a dirty parabola before falling back down.
“Guhh!!”
As Dennis desperately tried to clamp down on the muscle again, he realized it was already too late.
Pujiijik… Pudduk… Pwaang…
His back arched like a bow.
They flew uncontrollably, splashing all over.
“Ugh…”
Arthur retreated, pinching his nose. Just as the horrid smell was about to assault him, there came a flash of Lily’s protective barrier.
-I blocked the smell. You should be fine now.
-Thank you, Lily. But…
Arthur cast a sympathetic glance at Dennis.
-…Seems like you might have overdone it a tad.
While Arthur had questioned whether Lily could weaken the beam, he hadn’t anticipated her targeting Dennis’ stomach like this.
Arthur glanced down at Lily, who had a look of satisfaction on her face.
‘Scary…’
Determined not to anger Lily unnecessarily, Arthur mulled over one thing.
‘Why did he need to take his pants down?’
Had Dennis kept them on, the incident wouldn’t have turned into a fountain like it had for Louis.
The self-destruction scenario would’ve been avoided. Arthur recalled Dennis’ dazed expression while removing his pants.
‘What on earth happened?’
Thinking thus, the fountain of filth finally sputtered to a halt.
The viewing gallery was engulfed in silence.
Everyone was dumbstruck by the shocking scene.
However,
“Huff!”
Someone let out a stifled laugh.
“Haha!”
“Hahahahahaha!”
“Geeeekkk!”
Like waves, laughter and screams resonated across the stands.
The students were both appalled and unable to suppress their laughter.
The cacophony reverberated like thunder across the sparring arena.
Awoken from the noise, a student council member approached Dennis.
Pinching his nose, the member skirted around the brown blobs surrounding Dennis to assess his condition.
Dennis was unconscious, his face submerged in the filth he had expelled.
The sight turned the member’s face into a frown, and he attempted to wake Dennis.
Dzloorrrr…
“You’ve got to be kidding me!”
The subsequent stream of yellow liquid was enough to compel the member to take a step back.
Looking between Arthur and Dennis, the situation was crystal clear.
“The winner is— Arth- Grrr!”
Unable to hold back from the foul stench, the judge covered his mouth and fled from the stage.
“WOOOOOOWWWWWW!!!”
The crowd was in an uproar.
Third-years who had witnessed the Louis incident began shouting, and the cries spread across the stands.
“Human fountain! Human fountain!”
“Human fountain! Human fountain!”
At the cheer, Arthur’s face flushed red.
Picking up Lily and bowing briefly, Arthur rushed toward the stairs leading to the waiting room.
A voice came from behind as he left.
“Umm… Due to the occurrence of patients and contamination of the arena, we will take a short break before the next match.”
At this announcement, Arthur covered his face.
-Ugh! Perhaps the human fountain form was a bit excessive…
Just thinking of the students’ attention turning toward him in the future made Arthur’s hands tremble.
A soft touch pressed against his cheeks.
Looking down, Lily grinned up at him cheekily.
-Still felt good, right?
To which Arthur replied,
-And you call that conversation?
Arthur tightly hugged Lily.
Gently kissing her forehead, he whispered:
“Feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my chest. Thank you, Lily. I love you.”
Lily, too, smiled and said,
“I love you too. Let’s go back and rest.”
Were it a normal Saturday, they would have spent the time lounging in bed together over lunch.
With a happy smile, Arthur nodded—
“Could you please step aside?”
The unexpected voice startled Arthur, and when he turned, he was surprised again.
Shining golden hair and eyes.
It was Her Royal Highness, the Second Princess.
