After that, the two professors adjusted their appearances, smoothing out their clothes and brushing their hair back into place.
"Let’s call it a draw for now," Irene said with a soft sigh. "Leon doesn’t seem ready to let you go just yet."
"Master doesn’t seem like he wants to let go of you, is what you an," Gabrielle quipped, her tone sharp.
Their eyes locked, and tension flared between them. As they leaned in, their large breasts pressed together, the soft flesh squishing visibly under the pressure. The intensity of their rivalry hadn’t dulled, not even after the threeso we’d just shared.
"Why the hell are you still mad at each other?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You were literally naked together, having a threeso."
"It wasn’t a threeso!" they both snapped, glaring at in unison.
Technically, it was a threeso, but they clearly weren’t willing to admit it. Their mutual hatred seed to overshadow even that mont of intimacy.
"Fine," I said, leaning back. "Can I at least ask what happened between you two that makes you hate each other so much?"
They exchanged glances, then looked at , hesitation flickering in their eyes.
"It’s nothing of your concern, Master," Gabrielle finally said, crossing her arms. "It’s just… sothing from the past. You could call it a childish fight."
"Hmph," I scoffed. "If it’s stretching out to this day, it’s clearly more than just a ’childish fight.’"
Irene let out a small huff before speaking. "Gabrielle is still mad at for not graduating in the gold class."
"We made a promise," Gabrielle cut in, her voice sharp with frustration. "We swore, as friends, that we’d graduate as part of the gold class together. But Irene just gave up. She stopped trying. I encouraged her to get back on track, to climb the rankings again, but she wouldn’t listen. It was like all her motivation to beco a Magic Knight just disappeared."
"That’s your own fault, Gabrielle," Irene shot back. "Yes, I made that promise, but you beca so overbearing that it was unbearable. Every ti my ranking dropped, you’d start nagging at to do better. I did still dream of becoming a Magic Knight, but you made it exhausting. You beca so obsessed with that goal that I didn’t even want to try anymore. And to top it all off, when you graduated at the top of the gold class, you humiliated in front of everyone. You berated . How could I not be furious with you after that?"
So that was the story. Honestly, it wasn’t as complicated as I’d expected. Gabrielle had made it sound like Irene had simply broken her promise, but from the way things sounded now, both of them were at fault. Gabrielle’s intensity clearly pushed Irene away, and Irene’s response only escalated the situation.
In the end, I couldn’t take sides. They were both to bla, really.
"Don’t you think maybe it’s ti you two put the past behind you?" I asked, folding my arms. "I an, sure, there were differences between you back then, and it led to all this fighting. But it’s been years. You’re still holding onto it, still ignoring each other like it just happened."
Both of them turned to look at each other, their expressions hard to read.
"I don’t think it’s sothing that can just be put in the past, Master," Gabrielle said firmly. "What Irene did back then made lose all trust in her."
"And I’m not planning to move on, considering how she humiliated in front of everyone during graduation," Irene added, her voice sharp with lingering resentnt.
It was clear neither of them was ready to let go. Honestly, I got it. I an, I’m not exactly one to preach about letting go of grudges. The person who drove my sister to take her own life? I’ll never forgive him. I need to return to Earth and make him suffer the kind of death only a dog deserves.
"I’m still going to make Leon mine, Gabrielle," Irene said, breaking the tense silence. "I’ll call this a draw for now, but next ti, I’ll make sure Leon cums inside ."
"You don’t seem to understand your position yet, Irene," Gabrielle shot back, her eyes narrowing. "I won’t let you get in my way with Master. Next ti, it’s he’s going to cum inside." Find adventures at empire
The way they glared at each other was intense, their rivalry as sharp as ever. Still, I couldn’t tell if the hate they had for each other back then was as strong now. This grudge had been festering for years, but sothing felt different. The looks they exchanged now seed more like rivalry than outright hatred. Maybe the threeso earlier had softened their feelings sohow. Sex does have a way of blurring lines like that.
"Leon, until next ti," Irene said with a smirk as Gabrielle and I headed for the door. Gabrielle shot her a glare, as if it were second nature.
As we walked out of the building, I noticed Gabrielle fidgeting beside . Her face was flushed bright red, her teeth biting down on her lower lip. Her fists were clenched so tightly at her sides that her knuckles had gone pale.
It was the unmistakable expression of soone realizing they’d just fucked up.
"So, you’ve finally realized it was a threeso, huh?" I said, grinning as amusent crept into my voice.
"T-That wasn’t a threeso, Master," she stamred, burying her face in her hands, her embarrassnt practically radiating off her.
"But you did have sex with and Irene. You can call it a challenge or whatever you want, but facts are facts—it was a threeso."
"Ugh, don’t throw it in my face," Gabrielle groaned. "You know I got caught up in the heat of the mont. I didn’t even realize we were heading there until Irene pointed it out." She let out a frustrated sigh. "I can’t believe I actually suggested that."
"So?" I asked, tilting my head. "Did it change anything? Do you feel like things with Irene have cleared up a little?"
"I don’t really know," she admitted, her voice quieter now. "But I’m absolutely certain that I loathe her."
Wow. Loathe. That’s a heavy word. It’s more intense than hate, that’s for sure. So even after all of that, her feelings hadn’t softened?
Or maybe… they had.
Looking at Gabrielle’s face now, she didn’t seem as angry as she had been before. I couldn’t say for sure—reading people isn’t exactly my strong suit—but it felt like so progress had been made.
Maybe one day, I could even manage another threeso with them. Hell, maybe a fourso. Rose could join in. But that’s a story for another ti.
***
Irene’s POV
When the door closed, silence quickly filled my office.
I groaned and let my forehead hit the desk with a dull thud.
What the hell had I just done? Seriously, what the hell! I had sex with Leon—together with Gabrielle.
Gabrielle tried to insist it wasn’t a threeso, but let’s be honest, no matter how you look at it, that was undeniably a threeso.
"Goodness, I’ve made such a mistake! I can’t believe I let myself get swayed into doing that with her!"
It was a reckless, impulsive mistake—sothing born purely out of the heat of the mont. I never would’ve imagined myself doing sothing like that, yet I ended up crossing that line with her anyway.
"And to think I swore I wouldn’t let any other woman be in Leon’s life aside from … and now I’ve gone and had sex with him alongside another woman," I muttered bitterly, banging my head against the desk again. It hurt, but the pain was almost comforting. Maybe it’d help bury the mory deep enough that I wouldn’t have to think about it anymore.
I wasn’t soone who wanted to be in a polyamorous relationship. I craved the simplicity and security of a monogamous bond. I’d seen plenty of happy, normal couples living fulfilling lives in their monogamy. That was the kind of relationship I wanted with Leon.
But now, after experiencing sothing I shouldn’t have—and as much as I hated to admit it, enjoying it—I was starting to question everything. Maybe… just maybe… being part of a polyamorous relationship wouldn’t be so terrible.
"Ugh, this feels like sothing Leon orchestrated," I murmured, pressing my cheek against the desk with a deep sigh. "He certainly didn’t hold back when he was switching between our holes, that bastard."
The thought of becoming part of his harem was sothing I’d adamantly refused. I’d told him I wanted a monogamous relationship. But now… I wasn’t so sure. The idea of polyamory didn’t seem as awful as I’d once believed.
***
Leon’s POV
Spring vacation had finally arrived, and with it ca the anticipation of becoming a second-year cadet at Milham Academy of Magic Knights.
But more importantly, spring marked the beginning of the Sword Festival—a grand tournant where contestants would showcase their swordsmanship and unique fighting styles. They’d battle one another for the grand prize of ten thousand gold coins.
It was a ridiculous amount of money, and naturally, it drew all kinds of participants: adventurers, rcenaries, knights, and even academy cadets.
For so reason, Titania had specifically asked to participate. And so, I did.
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