In Sefina’s room, the suggestive moans and heavy breaths finally began to fade away.
Sefina climbed off Kefi’s body, her petite frame moving with surprising agility.
She screwed the cap tightly onto the leftover ointment bottle, her face still wearing that focused and serious expression.
In truth, she had just given a full-body massage to a youthful girl—otherwise, Kefi might not even have been able to lift her staff tomorrow.
Surely no one would misinterpret that, right…
“All done. Your muscles won’t be too sore tomorrow,” Sefina said to Kefi, her voice calm and emotionless.
Kefi lifted her flushed face from the pillow, stealing a glance at Teacher Sefina, who was already standing by the desk.
The teacher’s profile looked especially serious under the light, her eyes clear and free of distractions.
Up until now, Teacher Sefina hadn’t made any inappropriate moves, her face always solemn and focused.
She seemed to have no intention of doing anything else.
It seemed… Teacher Sefina was really just a cold-on-the-outside but warm-on-the-inside, exceptionally responsible and dedicated teacher.
The last traces of doubt and embarrassment inside Kefi finally dissolved, replaced by a flicker of guilt and gratitude.
How wrong she had been to suspect her teacher like that.
“It’s late. You should rest early,” Sefina said without turning, tidying the items on the desk.
“There are no other guest rooms in the Teacher’s Villa, so you’ll sleep here tonight. I’ll take the study.”
“Mm… thank you, Teacher.” Kefi buried half her face in the blanket and replied softly, her voice muffled.
Sefina said nothing more, picked up a few documents and a notebook, and walked straight out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her.
The room fell silent, leaving only Kefi alone.
She curled up in the soft bedding, the scent lingering in her nostrils—a cold, faintly scholarly fragrance mixed with a barely noticeable sweetness.
It was Teacher Sefina’s scent.
So pleasant to smell… Teacher Sefina’s scent…
Kefi thought, fatigue and relaxation washing over her simultaneously, sending her into a deep sleep.
***
Meanwhile, in the study.
Sefina did not rest immediately but sat down at the desk.
On the surface lay an opened letter, sent by her closest friend, Theresa.
She unfolded the paper, her eyes catching the familiar handwriting:
[To Sefina: I have received your letter. Congratulations on successfully infiltrating Oserenka and establishing your footing.
But the academy’s internal relations are complex. You are alone, so be extremely careful. Remember to rest well and don’t push yourself too hard.
Also, what worries me most is the magical tattoo on your lower abdomen.
The Oserenka Library Forbidden Collection Zone might hold a sliver of hope, but be extremely cautious when researching it. I hope you find a way to break it soon.]
Sefina sighed softly, her fingers unconsciously brushing over the spot on her lower belly.
That damned magical tattoo was like a festering sore attached to her bones, and the solution remained elusive.
Ofido… that madwoman!
How infuriating!
Sefina picked up her pen and began writing a reply, briefly outlining recent events—including taking in several “problem students” and her conflict with Clyde.
Regarding the tattoo, she only vaguely mentioned she was still researching, hoping to ease Theresa’s worry.
***
After finishing the letter, Sefina sealed it with magic and finally felt a wave of tiredness wash over her.
She tidied the desk briefly, then lay down on the not-so-spacious sofa in the study, curling her petite body up and soon drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, Kefi returned promptly to the dorm she shared with Mia.
As soon as she opened the door, Mia—who had been waiting eagerly—pounced on her like a squirrel spotting sunflower seeds, grabbing her arm with eyes sparkling with gossip:
“Kefi, Kefi! You’re finally back! What happened yesterday has spread all over the grade! You’re going to duel that arrogant Emma with magic! Is it true? Are you really confident you can beat her?”
Mia’s questions came one after another like rapid gunfire.
Kefi shook her head, a little dejected, speaking honestly:
“It’s difficult……Emma is already a Second-Tier Mage, and I… I’m still at First-Tier. My mana reserves and control are far weaker than hers.”
Yesterday’s grueling training was painful but made the gap painfully clear.
Seeing this, Mia patted her shoulder to comfort her: “It’s okay, it’s okay, there are still two days left! Maybe a miracle will happen! And…
Her tone shifted, eyes shining even brighter. “Compared to your duel with Emma, everyone’s more curious about the duel between Teacher Clyde and Teacher Sefina! Who do you think is stronger?”
Kefi nodded slightly. That indeed was the biggest mystery at the moment.
Mia continued excitedly:
“Teacher Clyde is a recognized Sixth-Tier Mage, and although Teacher Sefina’s exact strength is unknown, she can cast Sixth-Tier High-Level Levitation Magic, so she’s probably at least Sixth-Tier!”
“But Clyde is the son of an earl, with deep resources. His wand must be top-tier. The resource gap is huge. It’s really hard to say who will win!”
Kefi listened quietly but felt an inexplicable confidence in Teacher Sefina.
There was always something unfathomable about that petite teacher.
“By the way….” Mia suddenly leaned in with a sly smile, nudging Kefi’s arm and lowering her voice.
“Where did you go last night? You didn’t come back the whole night~?”
Kefi’s face flushed bright red, her gaze darting nervously, images of last night being “pinned down” and massaged by the teacher flooding her mind again…
She stammered in reply:
“I-I didn’t go anywhere… it’s just… Teacher Sefina took me home… to train…”
“Home?! Train?!” Mia’s eyes immediately widened, her voice rising several octaves.
Then she almost collapsed onto Kefi’s shoulder, whispering in a very suggestive tone:
“Wow~ Teacher Sefina personally brought you home for some ‘special training’? You two… lonely girls last night… didn’t anything happen? Hmm?” Mia deliberately dragged out the tone, winking and making faces.
Teacher.
“You! You’re talking nonsense!” Kefi’s face turned so red it looked ready to explode, both embarrassed and flustered, she hurriedly pushed Mia away.
“Teacher Sefina was just seriously guiding my training! It’s not what you think!”
“Pfft—”
Mia burst out laughing at Kefi’s flustered and bright red expression.
Of course, she knew nothing would happen between Kefi and Teacher Sefina. After all, she knew Teacher Sefina was a very proper and good little loli teacher with no bad intentions.
Mia stopped teasing Kefi and simply laughed and played with her instead.
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