After a brief moment of daze, a flash of trance-like realization flickered in Sefina’s burgundy eyes, as if she were seeing something else through the scene before her.
She didn’t show the displeasure or rejection Mia had expected; she only hesitated for a single instant.
Then, Sefina actually leaned her head forward slowly and parted her lips slightly.
She took the spoon Mia held out into her mouth, rolling the small piece of cream-covered cake onto her tongue. Her movements were natural, even carrying a hint of practiced obedience.
Beside them, Kefi and Ellaria, including Mia herself who had offered the spoon, were all stunned. Their eyes grew wide and round, as if they were witnessing something impossible.
Teacher Sefina… the Teacher Sefina who was always cold and self-contained, as if separated from others by an invisible distance, actually… she actually accepted such a reckless and intimate feeding from Mia!
Even Mia hadn’t expected it. She had acted entirely on a whim, driven by her habit of playing around with Kefi. Looking at her empty spoon now, her face was written with confusion and disbelief.
Actually, Sefina didn’t think there was anything wrong with this.
In her distant memories, Theresa would often do this. While Sefina was focused on something, Theresa would laugh and feed snacks or fruit to her.
Later, when she lived and worked with Lisika and Flovi, those two would occasionally hand her easy-to-eat food when she was too busy with consecutive experiments or paperwork to eat.
At first, she really wasn’t used to it, but as time went on, she accepted this way of expressing care.
‘They are all girls, so this kind of action… should be seen as a sign of a close relationship, right? Although it is indeed a bit intimate, on a special day like a birthday, it isn’t crossing the line too much…’ she convinced herself.
Watching Mia successfully feed her, and seeing the teacher obediently eat it, Ellaria felt as if a feather had lightly brushed her heart, creating a ticklish sensation and an urge to try herself.
‘If… if I also…’
Thus, driven by a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, she said with a trembling voice, “Teacher… please… please try this!”
Sefina turned her head and looked into Ellaria’s emerald eyes, which were full of expectation and nerves. Again, she didn’t think much of it.
Since it was her birthday and it was the students’ sincere wish, there was no harm in a bit more interaction.
She lowered her eyes again, leaned forward, and submissively took the spoon Ellaria offered, swallowing the cake.
Ellaria’s heartbeat went out of control the moment Sefina’s lips touched the spoon, like a dense drumbeat thumping against her ribs.
‘The way Teacher looks while obediently accepting the food… those lowered eyelashes, the slightly bulging cheeks… so cute!’
An indescribable sense of satisfaction and a flutter of excitement exploded in her heart, as if her entire heart had melted into a pool of sweet, soft syrup.
Kefi looked at the scene, then at the spoon in her own hand. Her cheeks flushed red as she struggled internally.
‘Both of them did it… then does that mean I can too…’
Finally, under the encouraging gazes of Mia and Ellaria, Kefi also blushed, saved a spoonful of cake, and said softly, “Teacher… please taste mine too…”
Sefina continued to accept all who came, opening her mouth slightly to receive Kefi’s gesture of kindness.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room became exceptionally warm and subtle.
The three girls took turns feeding their beloved teacher, while Sefina, like a carefully tended doll, quietly accepted this intimate care.
However, during the interval of Kefi’s feeding, Ellaria did something that she would consider incredibly bold upon later reflection —
Like a thief, she used the same spoon she had just used to feed Teacher Sefina to scoop another bite of cake and quickly shove it into her own mouth.
*Mnh…*
It felt as if she could taste a hint… a hint of Teacher Sefina’s flavor from it.
‘I know this is very… very…!’ But Ellaria’s logic could no longer restrain her. She only felt… so sweet, so sweet her heart trembled.
***
In the time that followed, Sefina used a **[High-level Levitation Spell]** to prepare some juice and snacks she usually kept in the **[Magical Refrigerator]**.
The four of them sat together, enjoying this unexpected and heartwarming birthday afternoon.
They chatted about interesting stories from the academy, as well as their difficulties and exchanges regarding their studies. For a time, the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.
Sefina originally thought that this birthday, which began with a lie but was filled with sincerity, would end peacefully in this warmth and joy.
Until —
Just as Mia was talking about a joke a classmate made in a recent potions class, the faint smile on Sefina’s face suddenly froze.
A sudden surge of heat, like a dormant volcano erupting, surged from deep within her lower abdomen and instantly swept through her entire body!
Sefina’s body temperature rose sharply, and an abnormal flush appeared on the surface of her skin. Her cheeks and ears, in particular, became alarmingly hot.
Sefina’s heartbeat suddenly spun out of control, wildly slamming against her chest at a speed that made her feel as if she were suffocating.
Her breathing became rapid and shallow, each breath feeling as if it carried scorching air.
The magic crest… it was acting up!
Alarm bells rang in Sefina’s mind. Usually, she could immediately find an excuse, like going to the restroom, to leave temporarily and then use her willpower to quickly resolve and suppress it.
But!
This time, the feeling was completely different! It was too strong! Too sudden!
In previous magic crest flare-ups, that shameful desire and heat usually accumulated gradually, eroding her sanity bit by bit like a rising tide, leaving her time to buffer and find a private space.
But now, this power roared like a tsunami, drowning her in an instant!
The strength in her legs seemed to be drained away in a flash, becoming soft and weak, barely able to support the weight of her body.
She couldn’t help but sway slightly, leaning limply against the armrest of the sofa, her arms trembling.
A powerful craving screamed frantically from deep within her lower abdomen, battering against her crumbling line of defense for her sanity…
Sefina’s consciousness was somewhat blurred by the sudden, intense shock, but her remaining logic instantly captured a terrifying possibility —
A magic tattoo backlash?!
Could it be that tranquility mixture?!
There shouldn’t have been anything wrong with the potion itself; she had strictly followed the records in the *Breaking Demon Miscellany* for the formula and production process.
The problem likely lay with the magic crest on her body!
The complexity and power of this curse, personally applied by Ophidoro, likely far exceeded her estimations!
The ordinary potion, rather than working, was like a ladle of cold water thrown into a pot of boiling oil, inciting a more violent retaliation from the magic crest!
This caused the aphrodisiac effect to be far more potent than any previous time, and it exploded instantaneously…
‘What should I do…’
Sefina was still in front of her students, but her body… her body was already…
Sefina bit her lower lip hard, trying to use the pain to wake a sliver of clarity, but it had little effect.