The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

“-It’s insufficient. Do you think you can secure the top position at the Royal Academy with such grades?

Max, wearing glasses, looked down at her.

Royal Academy top student.

The greatest genius in history.

One of the best talents that will change the future.

Helen, adorned with numerous accolades, was merely a failing student in front of this man.

-Helen lacks talent. She’s a failing student. No one would care if she dropped out of school right now.

At his biting words, Helen could only keep her mouth shut.

-You need to recognize your shortcomings. If your brain is lacking, you must compensate with something else.

Max approached her.

As he got closer, his size felt even more imposing.

-Serve with your body. Then your scores might improve. At least you won’t fail.

Max squeezed her chest hard.

“Ugh!”

-Your chest is at least good enough to earn an A+.

“I-I won’t do such a thing.”

-Then why are you completely undressed?

Only after lowering her head did she realize she was standing there without a single piece of clothing.

-I thought you had come prepared.

Max twisted his lips into a smirk as he pinched her hardened nipple.

“Ugh! I’m sorry!”

Helen opened her eyes, startled by the intense pleasure.

It was a dream.

“Not that dream again…”

Since that day, dreaming of Max had become a daily occurrence.

Being labeled a failing student by him, receiving punishment, and crying out in apology, she would wake up feeling her body heated.

“Haah, haah. I’m wet again.”

There were stains on her panties.

It was a natural physiological reaction from her excited body throughout the night.

“That experience was intense, but…”

She never expected it would manifest in dreams for days.

“Am I just frustrated…?”

Blushing, Helen suppressed her flushed cheeks and got out of bed.

Today was an important day.

“Miss, good morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Thanks to your grace, I welcomed another peaceful morning.”

Unlike usual, Helen was attended to by the butler and maid from the morning.

Led by the maid’s gentle touch, she took a warm bath and had breakfast.

Normally, Helen would quickly handle her preparations for school alone, but today was different.

“When will Father arrive?”

“I received a telegram saying he left earlier.”

“I need to get ready quickly.”

Today was the day Silvesta, her father, would visit the Royal Academy.

Once a month, he would take time to meet Helen, who stayed in the capital for school, and Beron, the commander of the 2nd Knight Order.

It was also one of the few days her irresponsible older brother, Beron Silvesta, would visit the mansion, as he often didn’t come home due to knight duties.

“What about my brother?”

“I received a report that he welcomed you at the front gate earlier.”

“Looks like he won’t be late today.”

Just then.

“Our lovely sister is looking for her brother.”

Turning her head at the cheesy voice, she saw her older brother, Beron, three years her senior, approaching with his silver hair flowing.

“Stop with the disgusting talk.”

“Our sister is embarrassed, huh?”

Helen swatted away Beron’s hand as he reached to pinch her cheek.

“You’ve become so cold.”

“It’s because you have no sense of distance.”

She looked at Beron, who was grinning.

Beron, dressed in his knight’s uniform, still had his hair damp from washing.

“It’s been a while since you met Father, and you didn’t even dry your hair properly?”

“I didn’t have time.”

“You just washed up and came without drying it.”

“…”

Sighing, Helen gestured toward Beron’s head.

– Fulfill the contract.

A wind spirit suddenly appeared and quickly dried Beron’s hair.

Whoosh!

“Wow, having a spirit sibling makes things so convenient.”

“Behave yourself. You know better than anyone that a Silvesta must not show any weakness.”

“Hahaha, when you’re out on the battlefield, you hardly have time to take care of yourself.”

“That’s why you keep losing to Yuris.”

“Hey, are you rubbing salt in an open wound?”

Helen clicked her tongue.

Though she called her brother incompetent, she knew Beron was one of the strongest in the empire.

It was just that he had a bad opponent.

Helen was well aware that Yuris was a strong knight.

Wasn’t he one of the best knights in the empire?

Even the hero learned swordsmanship from him.

But still, as a Silvesta, he should have won at least once.

No matter how much the goddess of victory favored his opponent.

“I worked so hard to help you…”

Helen fell silent as she recalled the incident where she went to find Yuris’s weakness, only to discover her own.

The way Mr. Max had forcefully handled her.

The image of herself, unable to understand anything in the class about illusion magic, came to mind.

Apologizing for being a failing student while being held in his arms, gasping…

Her face flushed.

“Because of you, brother!”

“W-Why are you suddenly angry?”

“I don’t know! Do you have any idea how hard it was for me!”

“I’m sorry for losing after you came to cheer for me last time.”

“…Just know that.”

Helen sighed.

After all, it was already a thing of the past.

It wasn’t that she hated the experience with Max.

As she was having a long-awaited sibling talk with Beron.

“The head of the family has arrived.”

With the butler’s words, the mansion’s front door opened.

As the door opened, the head of the Silvesta family, Duke Rutan Silvesta, appeared.

“It’s an honor to see you, my lord.”

“It’s an honor to see you, my lord.”

The siblings bowed their heads simultaneously to Duke Rutan, as if they had promised.

“It’s been a while. I’ve heard the news. You’ve managed to keep the top position again.”

Duke Silvesta said, patting Helen on the shoulder.

“It was possible thanks to Father’s teachings.”

“It’s your effort that counts. I had nothing to do with it.”

Helen felt a sense of pride at her father’s smiling self-praise.

This moment, where the head of the family praised her, made her feel once again that she was a part of the Silvesta family.

Perhaps it was because of the illusions Max had shown her.

This moment, where the head of the family praised her, felt much more pleasant than usual.

He would never abandon his daughter.

It felt as if the head of the family was saying that.

“Beron.”

“Yes, Father.”

“It seems you lost again this time.”

“I’m ashamed.”

“…Your opponent was formidable. No one in history has ever defeated the goddess of victory.”

“I’m sorry.”

Beron lowered his head.

Even his usual sly expression was absent in front of Duke Silvesta.

No matter how much of a slacker Beron was, he had some sense.

If it were the usual her, she would have found it amusing to see Beron, flustered and bowing his head.

At the same time, she would have looked down on Beron for tarnishing the Silvesta name.

But now it was different.

‘I also inflicted wounds on the Silvesta name.’

Her face flushed again at the memory of being trampled by Max and calling herself a failing student in the illusion.

Thwack!

– I’m sorry.

Thwack!

– I’m sorry for being a failing student.

Thwack!

– I’m sorry for being a fool who doesn’t understand.

In the illusion, she cried out in apology while being hit hard enough to make her bottom burn.

Even if it was a secret only she knew, that experience would not disappear.

“Let’s go inside.”

“Yes.”

“…Yes.”

Helen, who had been swimming in her fantasies of being teased, responded a bit late to the Duke’s words.

Once the wings of her imagination were unleashed, they did not stop and continued to grow.

– This is a rotor. Put this inside your panties.

– Don’t think that a failing student like you can defy my words.

Max, with glasses, pressed her down.

His cold face looking down at her felt far more terrifying than her father’s current appearance.

Helen could only tremble helplessly at Max’s hand striking her bottom, a place even her father had never touched.

Max’s sturdy body.

The chilling gaze looking down at her.

Thick fingers.

His commanding voice.

And all of it tied together by his glasses.

– Speak. What kind of student are you?

– I am a failing student. A foolish student who cannot even understand the simplest things.

– Well done. Accept the reward given by the professor.

The heat radiating from her lower abdomen.

Her breath became ragged.

The memories of being with her father faded away in the intensity of that moment.

The sound of her name echoed.

“Helen?”

“…Y-Yes?”

“You seem to have been quite tired.”

Helen, suddenly alert, bit her lip.

What am I doing?

What kind of thoughts am I having during this time with my father…?

“Father, I’m sorry.”

With guilt and a hint of betrayal, Helen’s face turned red as she lowered her head.

“No, it’s that time of year when the academy is busy. I just wanted to ask if you’re doing well in your classes.”

“Yes. I don’t think I’ll miss the top spot in this exam either. If I manage to skip a grade this year, I think I can graduate next year and join the Royal Spirit Corps right away.”

“I see.”

Let’s forget about the illusions.

There are more important matters at hand.

Gathering her thoughts, Helen took a deep breath.

“You said you would enter the central political sphere after graduation and expand your influence, right?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t stay in the capital; return to the territory.”

“Pardon?”

“There are many things you can learn in the capital. But isn’t it time to prepare? To inherit the head of the family position.”

At the Duke’s words, Helen’s eyes widened.

“Y-You mean to inherit the head of the family position?”

“Yes. The one with the most outstanding talent among my children should inherit the position.”

It was a story she had never expected.

The reason Duke Silvesta held such powerful influence in the empire, despite hardly stepping into the central political sphere, was due to the vast territory he managed, which included fertile vineyards producing top-quality wine and gold mines, along with two substantial duchies.

Becoming the head of the Silvesta family meant she would have to manage the territory, the source of the family’s power.

Helen had never once thought about becoming the head of the family.

After all, she had three older brothers above her.

Beron, the commander of the 2nd Knight Order, had two more brothers above him.

They were said to be gaining practical experience to inherit the head of the Silvesta territory.

Excluding Beron, who had practically given up on the head position, one of the other two would likely inherit it, so Helen had thought of entering the central political sphere and considering her future.

“What about my brothers?”

“They are also preparing diligently. But shouldn’t we give Helen a chance? It would be a problem if the empire’s greatest talent doesn’t get a chance.”

“……”

“You don’t seem to be in a good mood.”

“N-No, I’m fine. I’m happy. It’s just that I’m a bit flustered.”

It was closer to being dumbfounded.

She hadn’t expected it at all.

“I’m looking forward to it.”

As her father patted her shoulder, the joy of being considered a candidate for the head of the family was overshadowed by another thought that arose first.

That was.

‘If I leave the capital, will I not be able to go to that theater?’

It was Max.

“Congratulations. You’ve gained recognition from Father.”

Even at Beron’s congratulatory words, Helen felt no joy.

She could only smile awkwardly.

She should be happy.

It was something she had longed for, and she should be cheering.

– You are a failing student. Do you think you can properly attend classes?

The fact that she couldn’t see that voice and expression made her heart ache a little.

“Of course, there’s still a year left, so focus on your studies for now.”

“Understood.”

As Helen bowed her head, the image of Max with glasses endlessly appeared in her mind.

– Do you think a failing student like you will become the head of the family? 

Even at this moment, he was belittling her.