I Possessed the Heroine’s Teacher

“Let go, you bitch, or I’ll kill you.”

Iris’s words froze the air. Camellia was probably over 70 years old, and Iris was saying this to someone four times her age.

Moreover, calling her a ‘bitch’ is clearly racial discrimination, or more accurately, species discrimination. Camellia is a half-elf, so the correct term would be ‘half-bitch’. In the context of elf discrimination, this is an inappropriate expression.

Confucius, Martin Luther King, and Garithos within me screamed that it was against etiquette, that discrimination is wrong, and that elf discrimination should not be done in this manner.

Iris’s threat caused Camellia to release my collar.

“You have a well-mannered disciple, Werner.”

I knew that was 100% sarcasm. Well done, you deserve a round of applause!

Camellia handed me the promised reward, a bag containing the agreed-upon amount.

“This is the promised reward. And for that matter, I’ll give you some time to think and answer.”

With that, Camellia walked towards the cafe’s main entrance. As she placed her hand on the doorknob, she suddenly slashed at me.

I was surprised and thought, ‘Why take it out on me when you’re angry at Iris?’ But the slash disappeared right in front of my nose.

“Hmph… You noticed, but you’re still pretending.”

What do you mean I noticed? do you not know how scary you are?

Camellia left the cafe with those words.

“I let you go because you’re the leader’s child, but there won’t be a next time, remember that.”

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Werner’s house.

It was late in the evening, and the moon was hanging in the sky.

Iris slammed the dining table and shouted.

“Master! By the way, who is that elf woman?”

“Who else… She’s your father’s friend, and the sister who took care of me.”

“I hate her for grabbing your collar like that!”

“Camellia doesn’t like you either.”

In Dragnity Fantasy 2, Camellia acknowledged Iris’s abilities but never showed any friendliness towards her. It’s understandable, considering that Werner, whom she treated like a younger brother, died because of Iris.

“Oh, so my disciple likes me this much?”

“Yes, I do.”

What? If your father heard that, he would have cut off my head.

“Iris, wait a minute, what do you mean…”

“I have no friends, and my father and mother are both gone… So, you’re my friend, my parent, and…”

“Wait, wait, I understand, so stop crying.”

Tears welled up in Iris’s eyes. Of course, she liked me as a master, not romantically. After all, there was a 12-year age gap between us.

“So, Master… Please don’t ever leave my side.”

“Yes, I won’t.”

I had no intention of dying, and I planned to wait by your side for your parents to return.

“No matter what happens, promise me.”

“Okay, I promise.”

I had no choice but to make a pinky promise with Iris.

“If you break this promise, I’ll cut off this finger.”

Are you a Yakuza or something?

“With a disciple like you, I can’t even meet other women freely.”

“Don’t meet them.”

“What?”

You’re not a yandere, so why are you trying to control my personal relationships?

“You’re a pushover, so… You’ll definitely get taken advantage of by the wrong woman. That’s why you should always stick by my side.”

“I’m not a pushover.”

You’re the pushover, not me.

“You’re a pushover who would sacrifice your life for others… and you’d even smile while doing it.”

Wow, you have an excellent ability to interpret characters. I wonder why you were so easily deceived.

“Okay, okay, I’ll try to hold back.”

“Good job.”

Iris patted me, and I felt the hardness of the ring on her finger. By the way, where did I see that ring before?

“By the way, Iris, what’s that ring?”

I think I saw it in the official 4-panel comic… or maybe in a chapter included in the DLC…

“It’s just a ring.”

Iris tapped the red gemstone on the ring against my forehead. My forehead felt warm, but it was probably just my imagination.

“I guess I thought too much. Go to bed quickly.”

“Today, your cute disciple met such a scary woman… Will you sleep with me?”

“Don’t be childish. How can a grown woman ask for a sleepover?”

I gave Iris a knuckle sandwich. This is Werner’s revenge for having his head cracked open.

“Hing… Then, Master, you should sleep early too.”

“Okay, I’ll take care of it. Good night, Iris.”

Iris went upstairs. By the way, why is the protagonist’s room always on the second floor? Is it some kind of cliche?

As I was thinking about these random thoughts, a bird suddenly flew into the window.

It was unusual for a bird to fly at this time of night. There was a note tied to the bird’s leg, which read:

[Scorpion Tail Tavern, come immediately. -Camellia-]

She gave me some time, but this is too short. The time given by someone who lives a long life is always too short. The ones who have it are always worse.

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In front of the Scorpion Tail Tavern.

A man came out, supporting his drunk friend.

“I told you not to hit on elves, didn’t I? Why did you flirt with her and get yourself into this mess?”

I could guess what happened. They must have approached Camellia and gotten beaten up badly. They should be grateful that they weren’t killed and should live the rest of their lives in gratitude.

As I opened the door with a creak, I saw the person I was looking for.

A woman with long black hair, pointed ears, and a beautiful figure, just like Werner.

Camellia, sitting across from me, looked at me intently, her head bowed.

“Werner…”

“Hey, sister, what’s up?”

“Is this sister so unlikable? This sister only has our Werner… Hicc…”

This person is drunk. In the drama CD that came with the game’s first edition, it was mentioned that she would act like this when drunk.

“Sister, are you drunk?”

“Of course I’m drunk! If I wasn’t drunk, I’d kill you for watering down my alcohol!”

Her usual cool and calm demeanor was gone, and she was now completely drunk. Her face was flushed, and she came closer to me.

“I’m doing this because I don’t want our Werner to get hurt… But you don’t understand my feelings…”

“Okay, sister, I was wrong. Do you understand?”

“Then, will you come with this sister?”

“Well…”

Camellia drank a whole bottle of rum, and the rum flowed down her neck and into the curves of her chest. Wow, if I had posted this on the gallery, it would have been a concept post.

“Does Werner not want us to protect him?”

“No, it’s not that, but it’s a bit burdensome.”

Although the party members from Dragnity Fantasy 1 still treated Werner as the youngest, I believe that at 29 years old, he is no longer a child.

“Werner, I said that you were like my little sister…”

“Yes, you did.”

Werner’s hair and eye color were similar to Camellia’s younger sister. That’s why Camellia cherished Werner so much. Come to think of it, the difference between having something and not having it is quite significant.

“At first, I thought you were like my little sister… So this time, I wanted to protect you… It was just self-satisfaction, wanting to protect you.”

“And now?”

Well, she would probably answer that now, she sees me as a colleague or friend. That’s how game characters usually are.

“Now… I don’t know.”

“What do you mean, sister?”

Camellia grabbed my cheek and forced me to look into her eyes.

Camellia’s eyes were a slightly lighter shade of blue than Werner’s, like a sky-blue crystal. My face was reflected in her eyes.

By the way, her breath smelled strongly of alcohol.

“I thought you were like my little sister… But now, you’ve grown up and become a full-fledged adult… Where did the cute little kid go…”

I don’t think it’s my fault. Werner must have been stressed from raising a child for 12 years.

“Hey, Werner…”

“What’s wrong, sister?”

“Have you ever slept with a woman?”

I was surprised. I was a virgin, and Werner had no time to meet women because he was taking care of Iris. So, we were both virgins.

Ah, that’s why I entered Werner’s body.

“Sister, why are you asking this suddenly?”

I wanted to change the topic because it was a sensitive matter.

“This sister is asking you a question. Didn’t I tell you not to answer a question with another question?”

“Haa… When did I have time for that? I’ve been busy taking care of our leader’s daughter for the past 12 years.”

“Oh?”

Camellia seemed pleased. Is it funny that her little brother hasn’t had a relationship with a woman? That’s why elves are…

“Then, Werner…”

“What’s wrong, sister?”

“Then… Will you sleep with this sister?”

Oh my God, what is happening? Camellia treated Werner like a little brother, didn’t she? Why is she trying to have sex with him now?