Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

The atmosphere changed drastically. After Erestika, who was sitting naked on the floor, started to cry, we regained our usual judgment and proceeded with the aftermath at an unprecedented speed.
We brought towels from somewhere, brought the clothes that were left far away, covered my eyes and ears, and kidnapped them. We cleaned up the white liquid that had fallen on the floor.
The aftermath was not difficult, as everyone except for the two maids who were far away and me, who was pouting, cooperated.

“Huu…… Huu…… Squeeze harder…… Squeeze it until it bursts……”
After that, I had to help Erestika with the breast reduction process in a corner of the department store.
Erestika, who had asked for a much stronger grip than usual, climaxed several times before finally passing out. The aftermath was, of course, my responsibility.
Just before passing out, she didn’t even formally ask me to stop, so it seemed that she really liked the intensity. I could guess what kind of requests would come in the future.
I gathered the extracted liquid from Erestika’ breasts and went outside. Everyone was disgusted by the enormous amount of bottles in my hand.

“Isn’t this usually the amount?”

“No. It’s not usually this much.”

“So it seems……”
“Isn’t this less than usual?”

Rosalia made a face.
“Then how do you dispose of it? Are you saying you drink it……?”
It seemed that she really thought I might be drinking it, and her confidence gradually dropped as she spoke.
“Um…… I do sometimes.”

“Eek.”
That was really the case. It was true that I had drunk it a few times. Very rarely, though.
Drinking it wasn’t a big deal. If I thought about Erestika’s original species, it was just a slightly unusual kind of milk.
The really burdensome thing was Erestika’s gaze as she watched me drink it. It was a mix of maternal love, perversion, lust, and other emotions, and it felt like I would be devoured if I met her gaze.
She had proposed that she feed me herself, and since I had refused, her gaze had become even more intense. It was better than giving up my human dignity.
“Mira, are youㅡ”
“I’m not going to put my mouth on it or drink it directly from Erestika. I don’t drink that much. At most, I drink the equivalent of one of these bottles.”
I quickly corrected the misunderstanding before it spread. At my words, everyone relaxed, as if they had been thinking the same thing.

“If it wasn’t for this, I would have complained about how little it is. If this is less than usual, thenㅡ Wait, what do you do with the leftovers?”
“I don’t know. Erestika takes care of it herself, so I don’t know.”
To be honest, I wasn’t completely clueless, and I had a rough idea. Lately, whenever I visited the chairman’s office, an unusual amount of milk or milk-based desserts were needed, and although she didn’t tell me what ingredients she used, she kept asking me what the milk tasted like.
It was obvious that she was trying to hide the fact that she was using the extracted liquid as an ingredient.

‘But I guess it’s better not to say anything about this.’
Erestika hadn’t said anything about it, so it was better for me to keep my mouth shut.

“Um…… Okay……”
The conversation ended, and the atmosphere became awkwardly silent. It seemed a bit awkward to show off their swimsuits again, as we had taken some time to help Erestika.

Karnas, who had obediently followed the Imperial Princess’ order as a Royal Guard, was also in the same situation. He only covered himself when our eyes met, and that was it.
“Right, Latina. Why are you still in your nun outfitㅡ Ouch.”

“If you say one more word, I’ll cry right here.”

“……”
I tried to ease the awkward atmosphere, but I ended up getting hit instead. Rosalia, Elysier, and Laura gave me looks that seemed to say, “What are you talking about?”
‘……I thought Erestika hadn’t chosen her swimsuit yet because she was busy helping me.’
It turned out that it was the ‘other reason’ I had suspected.

“Young master! We’re back!”

“Are you crazy, Yustera! I would have done it myself……!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it myself……!”
Nica and Beatrice returned.
Nica was wearing a micro bikini with an extremely small area, barely covering the important parts.
It was even more revealing than the succubus queen outfit she usually wore. If Priscilla had successfully worn this, it would have been even more revealing than this.
“Ugh…… Please don’t look, young master……”
Beatrice was wearing a bikini, but it was more like a decoration than a swimsuit. The frills kept shaking as she moved, and it was obvious that it would fall off as soon as she entered the water.
“Young master, I didn’t think you would enter the water, so I focused on other aspects…… Is it okay?”
“How can this be considered a swimsuit? It’s going to fall off as soon as you move. It’s not practical at all.”
Beatrice kept pulling up her waist and chest, worried that it would fall off at any moment. Nica clicked her tongue.
“Don’t worry, Beatrice. I’ve considered that as well. It won’t go any lower, so you can let go of your hands.”
“Do you really think I’ll believe that……?”
Nika looked at me, asking for help. I decided to help, seeing her shy expression.
“Put your hands down and stay still, Beatrice. It’s an order.”

“Yes? Young master, I……”

Nika gave a mischievous wink and thumbs up behind Beatrice, who was pouting.
“Now, now. It’s the young master’s order. You wouldn’t dare disobey, would you?”
“Ugh…”
At the mention of my order, Beatrice let go of the straps she was holding up, her voice half-choked with tears. The clothes slid down and stopped at a tantalizing position, just as Nika had predicted.
The bottom straps hung precariously on her hip bones and round buttocks, barely covering her privates. The top straps had also slid down to a tantalizing position, revealing the pink peaks just before Beatrice squeezed her eyes shut.
Nika proudly shrugged her shoulders.
“See, Head Maid? Just as I said.”
“How can she serve the young master dressed like this…”
“Hey, serving doesn’t always have to be so literal. There are other ways to serve, you know.”
A sly smile appeared on her face. Normally, Beatrice would have scolded her for such vulgar behavior, but in her current embarrassed state, she didn’t have the energy for that.
“Well, young master? Don’t you like it? Then it’s settled—”
“Alright, now put on something normal.”
“Huh?!’
Nika pouted, clearly not expecting my reaction.
“Young master…”
On the other hand, Beatrice’s eyes lit up.
I seem to recall that she was initially opposed to the swimsuit idea altogether. She probably thought that a regular swimsuit was better than the one Nika had chosen.
“I went through so much trouble to find one that fits you perfectly! It was a rare find!”
“Use that effort to find one for yourself. Now, hurry up.”
“Oh… you could’ve just said that earlier. Fine, I will.”
Nika immediately struck a seductive pose, twisting her body coquettishly. If she still had her devil tail, she would have been swishing it around to entice me.
Both of them turned away with light steps, though for different reasons. The swimsuit, which clung perfectly to her upper arms, breasts, hip bones, and buttocks without slipping, was an added bonus.
“So, you prefer a subtle reveal, huh?”
“Should I get a size bigger for the swimsuit, then?”
As soon as the two of them left, two others approached as if they had been waiting for their turn. I knew this was coming.
“If you’re not going in the water, it doesn’t matter what you wear. By the way, I’m definitely going in.”
“Hmm, in that case, I have no choice.”
Rosalia placed her hand on my shoulder.
“What?”
“We need to pick out your swimsuit.”
“Suddenly?”
“What do you mean, suddenly? You said you’re definitely going in, so it’s only natural that we pick one for you too.”
“But out of the blue like this—”
“Shut up! Let’s go! You need to try on at least a hundred!”
I was dragged to the men’s swimsuit corner.
It was only after trying on over a hundred swimsuits and letting them admire my body that I realized that everyone except for Karna and Erestika had conspired against me.
They must have known that if they picked out their swimsuits first and left mine for last, Icould use the excuse of running out of time to avoid the process of searching swimsuits for me. So, they suggested that we first try on swimsuits and then pick them out, one by one.
“…”
How did they know?
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…
Time flew by. Belium Academy held its midterm exams, and just like last semester, I topped the class. The other students had a resigned attitude, as if to say, “You can have it all.”
Some even suggested that I graduate early. They offered to throw a grand graduation party if I graduated at the end of the second semester.
I just laughed it off. I had considered the idea, but if I did that, it would mean that all the effort I put into getting Elysier into the school would be wasted. Unless something unexpected happened, I planned to graduate normally.
And with the end of the midterm exams came the start of the Belium Academy field trip.
“Wow…”
The students exclaimed in awe as they arrived at the southeastern sea through a dimensional portal. No matter how elite they were, they were still students at heart.
The third-year students were technically twenty years old, so calling them students was a bit of a stretch, but college students were still students, after all.
There were suggestions that the field trip should involve a long journey to and from the destination to create a festive atmosphere. Of course, this suggestion came from our side.
However, when the calculations revealed that the amount of ‘long time’ was quite alarming, we quietly gave up on the idea. There was no choice but to accept it in a world without proper means of transportation.
“After unpacking at the assigned accommodations, you are free to enjoy yourselves.”
Thanks to the dimensional portal created with the concerted effort of the Mage Association, the accommodations were conveniently located despite appearing distant. Physically, the location was far, but through the portal, it took less than 30 seconds to reach.
Most students rushed to the beach as soon as they dropped off their luggage, but less than half of them were wearing swimsuits. It seemed that the higher the family status, the more conservative they were about exposure.
Of course, our group, which had already planned to do our own thing, was an exception.
“We have prepared an island in the young master’s name nearby. We will be escorting you there.”
“Why is it in my name?”
“It was purchased with money earned by those who wanted to get on your good side. They insisted that you must use it since it was bought with that intention.”
There seemed to be something odd about the conversation, but in any case, they had prepared a separate island for me, and the other students seemed to be subtly happy that the crown princess was doing her own thing.
So, there probably wouldn’t be any problems.