I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

As I walked through the dilapidated alleyways of the slum, an unpleasant odor assaulted my senses.

There was probably a rotting corpse hidden somewhere. Between the ruins of abandoned buildings, I spotted a body that had been beaten and mutilated, now decomposing.

The presence of maggots and flies, along with dried bloodstains on the ground, indicated that the organs had been removed. Most likely, the victim had lost a gambling debt and couldn’t pay it back, leading to this tragic fate. Some might find it cruel, but this is the reality of living in such a slum. It’s not prejudice; it’s a rational inference.

“Iris.”

“Yes, Master. Why are you calling your cute disciple?”

“Don’t look.”

“At what?”

“At your handsome master’s face.”

I covered Iris’s face with the long sleeves of my robe. It wouldn’t be good for her education to see a corpse, especially one that was half-rotten and swarming with maggots and flies. It was a gruesome sight that could make anyone faint, so I couldn’t let her see it.

“I see your face every day, Master, and it always looks like you’re tired of the world.”

“Are you insulting your master’s looks, you foolish disciple?”

“I said you look tired of the world, not that you’re ugly.”

“What?”

I was surprised by her unexpected response. Indeed, in Dragnity Fantasy 1, Werner was a handsome young man, and in Dragnity Fantasy 2, he was a bit gloomy but still a handsome young man.

Because of this, he had many female fans, and when I searched for Dragnity Fantasy series comics, I came across disgusting comics that paired Werner with the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1. Why would anyone pair him with someone who already had a family? Just thinking about it made me nauseous.

There were also numerous comics that paired him with various female characters. Of course, the ones involving Iris and Camellia were the most common. Especially the ones where Iris got her revenge on him.

The community was no exception…

Title: Hassan) Iris x Werner, The Promise of That Day
Content: (A comic where Werner and Iris promise to have a grand party on their next birthday)
Comment: That party was turned into Werner’s funeral by Iris.
Comment: Before celebrating your birthday, you have to hold a 49-day memorial service.
Comment: Thank you, Sensei…
Comment: Honestly, wouldn’t Werner prefer Camellia, who took care of him when he was young, over the nuisance who killed him?

Title: Honestly, doesn’t Werner look unappealing?
Comment: Are you serious?
Comment: Damn it.
Comment: What’s the moderator doing? Damn it.
Comment: Playing games.
Comment: That’s right.

Title: But why did Werner look like a handsome boy in 1 and become old in 2?
Comment: It’s natural since 19 years have passed between the two time points.
Comment: Living with a cute disciple who calls you ‘Master’ all the time will make you age.
Comment: Is it because his Yang energy was drained?
Comment: Are you crazy?
Comment: It’s because he’s been through a lot with his disciple.
Comment: To be honest, raising a child from the age of five will make you age.
Comment: Parenting stress.

When I thought about it, I realized how pitiful he was. He never got to hold a woman’s hand and died while taking care of others.

“Master, what’s wrong?”

“I was just thinking about something else for a moment.”

“What were you thinking about? Have you finally realized how cute your disciple is?”

“No, I was thinking that this disciple is really annoying.”

Iris puffed out her cheeks and punched my chest with her fists. Her strength seemed to be inherited from her father, as each punch felt like it was shattering my ribs and shaking my internal organs. If she hit me a few more times, I might die from organ rupture before my forehead cracked.

“Haa, disciple… Your master is in a lot of pain.”

“I hit you because I wanted you to be in pain!”

I tapped Iris’s head, and she finally stopped hitting me. But it really hurt. Maybe I should teach this gorilla-like girl how to wear heavy armor and wield a giant hammer instead of magic or swordsmanship.

“So, what did you say? Your master was too distracted by his thoughts to hear properly.”

“Oh, that?”

Iris suddenly smiled and poked my cheeks.

“I said that I like faces like yours, Master.”

“What… what did you say?”

“Are you happy? Aren’t you?”

It was probably just a joke. Iris at this point in time was still mischievous. It couldn’t be serious.

Of course, anyone would be happy to hear such words from a pretty girl. But if she really liked me and we started dating, it would be a big problem. Even though Iris had just become an adult, the ethical issue remained.

The reactions of Werner’s colleagues from Dragnity Fantasy 1 would make the situation even more complicated.

Based on their character traits, if I revealed that I was dating a girl who was 12 years younger and whom I had raised since she was five, they would probably react like this:

“Oh, my little brother~ You’re quite the ladies’ man, even seducing the leader’s daughter. I didn’t raise you like this… So you must die, right?”

“…It’s my fault. Werner, at least let me take your life with my sword.”

“Haha, my little brother, you made my daughter cry, and now you’re going after the leader’s daughter? Haha, you’ve gone too far.”

“My little brother… It’s all our fault for raising you this way. So I’ll take responsibility by beheading you with my axe and then taking my own life.”

“Hahaha! Our little brother has grown up so much. Choose your poison: the left one will make you bleed from every orifice, and the right one will melt all your internal organs.”

They would mostly react like this. I can be certain, staking my life on it. Even in fan comics that pair Iris and Werner, the reactions from those around them were mostly like this. It’s a tradition to get beaten up first to gain permission from those around them. But in reality, it won’t end with just a beating; it will end with physical violence.

Moreover, if the father of Iris, the protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1, finds out, the situation will become much more brutal.

“My little brother… I’m disappointed… But I can’t ignore your hard work. So, at least I’ll let you go without pain.”

Hmm… No matter how I think about it, it’s a path to destruction. I can’t see any way out of this. So, I had to find a way to silence Iris.

“Iris, can your master ask you for a favor?”

“It’s troublesome if it’s a perverted request, Master.”

Would that ever happen? I still want to live. If I made such a request to you, your father would cut me into pieces.

“It’s not that kind of request, you foolish disciple. When you’re in front of Camellia or other adults, please refrain from saying such things.”

“Why?”

“If you want to see your master for one more day, do as I say. Especially in the letter you send to your father, never write such content.”

That monster who dotes on his daughter will definitely come to chop me up. But if his beloved little brother begs for his life, he might spare me by cutting off my limbs and gouging out my eyes.

“Then it’s already too late.”

“What?”

“I wrote in the letter I sent to my father yesterday that I like faces like yours.”

“Iris, you little bitch…”

I swallowed the curse that slipped out of my mouth and tried to calm the situation as much as possible.

Iris’s father is a doting father, even if he doesn’t show it.

And I’m 12 years older than Iris.

Moreover, I’ve been raising her since she was five years old.

And now, that girl told her father that she likes my face.

The simple conclusion is that I’m a pervert who engages in a relationship with someone I raised.

“No, it’s not like that…”

The protagonist of Dragnity Fantasy 1 also cares for Werner as his little brother, so if I explain the situation properly, it might end with just one arm being cut off. It will definitely be like that.

“Iris… my disciple.”

“Why, Master?”

“If you had to choose between cutting off your left or right arm, which would you prefer? I’m ambidextrous, you know.”

I should seriously consider which arm to cut off before Iris’s father arrives.

“The left arm is better.”

“Why the left arm?”

“I’ve seen it a few times. At night, you secretly…”

“Let’s stop there.”

Damn, she knew everything. Wait, does that mean…

“Did you write about that in the letter too?”

“Yes, I wrote it yesterday!”

“Iris, you don’t need to worry about which arm to cut off anymore.”

“Why?”

“Because both arms will be cut off.”

Iris solved my problem. If both arms were to be cut off, there was no need to worry about which one to choose. Instead of worrying, I’d rather cut them both, just like Alexander the Great.

As we walked and talked, we soon arrived in front of the fence. Iris grabbed the doorknob and said:

“Then, if your arms are cut off, I’ll feed you, Master!”

“Thank you, that’s very touching.”

I couldn’t hit Iris, so I had to find another way to vent my frustration.

And I needed to carefully think of a way to persuade her father to spare at least one of my arms.

While I’m at it, I might as well say goodbye to my arms with a kiss.