Kefi followed behind Sefina, her mind already a complete mess.
She suddenly remembered that just two days ago, before this new teacher had even officially appeared, some unfavorable rumors had already started circulating in the class about this mysterious new instructor…
It was Mia who said it, her roommate, that super-gossipy chatterbox.
Thanks to her social butterfly nature, she was good at gathering all kinds of rumors, though their truthfulness varied widely.
But some of them were always true—what if this time it really was…
Back then, Mia had mysteriously pulled her aside and whispered:
“Hey hey hey, Kefi, have you heard? The new Elementalist teacher is apparently a lesbian! She specifically likes to tease pretty female students! We have to be careful from now on!”
That was the rumor.
At the time, Kefi just thought it was nonsense. Sure, there were teachers who flirted with students, but not that many!
Besides, this was the strictly disciplined Oserenca Magic Academy. The academic atmosphere and discipline were rigorous—no way would a teacher like that exist here.
Someone must be making things up.
But now…… but now!!!
Teacher Sefina suddenly wanted to take her to her home!!!
Th-this is not right! How could a teacher bring a student home on the very first day of knowing each other?!
And it’s just the two of them alone! There must be something wrong here, right?
Kefi’s face instantly flushed bright red, her heart pounding wildly as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
She stammered, barely daring to look at Sefina’s back, her voice so quiet it was almost a whisper:
“Te-teacher… going to your home… for… for what…?”
Sefina didn’t slow her pace, her tone still calm and composed, even tinged with a hint of obvious confusion. She slightly turned her head and glanced at Kefi, saying:
“Of course, it’s to help you train. Otherwise, with your current level, what makes you think you can definitely win that Emma in three days?”
Kefi: “Oh……”
So that’s it…… training, huh.
She immediately breathed a sigh of relief but then felt deeply ashamed of her ridiculous imagination just moments ago.
Her cheeks burned even hotter. How could she think of the teacher as that kind of person! It was utterly disrespectful!
But…
But this sense of shame and relaxation didn’t last long.
A deeper, more unsettling suspicion quietly took root in her heart.
She suddenly recalled this morning’s class—
That notoriously strict and cold Sefina, who was harsh and even a bit cutting toward other students’ magic casting, but for some unknown reason, was especially patient and gentle with her, even personally guiding her to successfully release the Light Orb.
And… she even patted her head!
That gentle, encouraging expression was like a completely different person from the usual Sefina, who often threatened to throw people out the window and gave biting critiques!
Could it be…… no way…
Could she have been hinting at something back then?!
That special care… was it just a test and preparation?
And now this so-called “training” is just an excuse convenient for her to fulfill some purpose!
Besides, Kefi was just a commoner student with no background. Even if something did happen, she probably wouldn’t dare speak up…
Which makes her an even easier target?
Could it be…
Could the whole incident in the library today, the conflict with Teacher Clyde, and even this magic duel, were all part of her plan?!
Definitely.
Everything was designed to create a reasonable excuse to take her home alone?!
Kefi trembled all over, horrified by her own bold and terrifying speculation, her gaze toward the small figure ahead filled with fear and uncertainty.
Sefina, walking ahead, was completely unaware of the emotional storm raging in the girl’s mind behind her.
She was leading the way, her thoughts entirely elsewhere:
Originally, she planned to bring Kefi to the Magic Training Ground at the academy—well-equipped and professional.
But glancing at the time, the training ground would definitely be closed by now.
Helplessly, she had no choice but to bring her back to her Independent Villa, which had a Basement Practice Room.
She was rapidly brainstorming how to quickly raise Kefi’s raw potential by one tier within just three days.
Using the Devil Training Method that Teacher Theresa used on her back then?
The intensity might be too high; the girl might collapse on the first day.
Or guiding her with her self-invented Programming-style Magic thinking? She wasn’t sure if a native mage in this world could understand and adapt to such a scientific and engineering-like mindset….
“Sigh, what a headache…” Sefina muttered quietly.
“Forget it, I’ll just think about what to eat tonight first. Training requires enough energy.”
She had already started mentally listing the ingredients in her fridge.
Sefina was so deeply absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the girl behind her, whose steps were unsteady and body slightly trembling, currently playing out a thrilling suspenseful yuri drama of epic proportions in her mind…
***
By the time they arrived at Sefina’s villa, the setting sun had dyed the sky a brilliant orange-red.
Sefina took out her key and opened the door, habitually kicking off her little leather shoes by the entrance, then slipping on her comfortable fluffy rabbit slippers.
She then picked out a clean pair of spare slippers from the shoe cabinet for Kefi, casually saying:
“Come in quickly.”
Kefi hesitated as she looked at the delicate yet unfamiliar surroundings inside, her heart still uneasy.
Although… although they were both girls… but she had heard that some nobles nowadays were really wild!
Even between women, it could be… it could be… ahem!
But Kefi was, after all, a student. It didn’t seem appropriate to rashly reject the teacher’s kindness. What if she was just overthinking and ended up offending her……….
So, Kefi silently made a firm decision in her heart:
Once it was eight o’clock in the evening, she would use the dormitory curfew as an excuse and immediately leave! Not staying one minute longer!
With great caution, she changed into the slippers and stepped into the living room as if stepping into a dragon’s den.
“Sit on the sofa for a bit first,” Sefina said, pointing to a sofa that looked soft and comfortable.
“Training can wait a moment. I’ll get something to eat first. We’ll talk after dinner.”
“Dinner?!”
Kefi suddenly jolted, her slightly relaxed nerves instantly tense again!
That fits perfectly! That fits perfectly!!!
Before getting to the main point, using a daily activity like eating to lower the prey’s guard, close the distance, and create a gentle pretense!
This was clearly… clearly a precursor to “that”!!!
How did Kefi know this? Had she experienced it?
Of course not.
Because that’s exactly how it’s written in most novels!
Kefi felt the hair on her neck stand on end.
She froze in place, her mind already feverishly rehearsing all possible “dangerous” scenarios and her strategies to deal with them……