Chapter 5
“I-I’m so sorry.”
She had always thought he had a good body, but she never imagined it would be this good.
‘But I’ve never once seen Master exercise. Does he secretly work up a sweat when I’m not around?’
Through the cracks of her fingers, Eki stole another glance at Cassius. She could hardly breathe properly. Today’s Cassius was worth 500 points. It was an all-time record she had never given before.
But more than his body, his reaction was strange. She expected him to shoot her a look of disgust, then quickly summon some clothes with magic to cover himself. Instead, he only panted harshly, unable to compose himself.
Of course, he did seem angry. From the nape of his neck to his forehead, his skin flushed red as he tried to pull up what remained of his robe to cover himself. But that ancient-style garment only fell apart more pitifully the more he fussed with it. In the end, Cassius was left wearing nothing but a pair of underclothes.
Eki’s head spun.
“I told you not to look!”
“Y-Yes sir!”
“Hurry up and bring me something to cover with!”
“Yessir!”
Though he could have simply summoned clothes with magic…
But Eki was, after all, the disciple Cassius had trained (or rather, housebroken) for seven years. So she obediently fetched the blanket folded in the corner of the laboratory. It was the one Cassius would sometimes throw over her when she fell asleep mid-way through drawing magic circles.
Eki handed the blanket to him, sneaking yet another glance at his body.
“Master, at least cover yourself with this.”
Cassius’s bare form, fully revealed, was breathtaking. His broad, angular shoulders shifted as his muscular arms moved up and down, and his chest, traced with smooth curves, was perfectly balanced between firmness and elasticity.
And unlike his wide chest, his waist tapered down to a narrow point. Beneath his underclothes, snug against his skin, the thick outlines were… striking, to say the least. Truly astonishing.
“Eki!”
Cassius snatched the blanket from her hands, grinding his teeth.
“I told you. Do. Not. Look.”
“I-I didn’t look.”
“Don’t lie. Do you think I don’t see it in your eyes?”
Seething, he draped the blanket around himself.
Thankfully, the blanket was large enough to cover him from shoulders to thighs. But his lower legs remained bare, and Cassius hurriedly made his way out, seemingly intent on returning to his room to fetch clothes.
And yet, another unfortunate event occurred.
“Ah— Master!”
Ridiculously enough, he stepped on the ultra-strong luck potion scattered across the floor and slipped.
Startled, Eki reached out a hand, just as he had done for her. Normally, as a proper mage, she would have used magic… but for some reason, today, her body moved first.
And then, another laughable coincidence: Eki slipped as well while trying to catch him, and ended up crashing straight into him.
Crash! Thud!
The two rolled across the floor in a tangled heap.
Fortunately, Eki wasn’t badly hurt, cushioned as she was by Cassius’s broad chest. She rubbed her nose, which had been buried against him.
“Ughh…”
“……”
“Master, are you alright? You didn’t get hurt, did you?”
“……”
Cassius slowly lifted his head, jaw clenched. His tightly sealed lips trembled.
‘Uh… what’s with this?’
Her master’s expression was strange. His eyes were wide as he looked down at Eki. Before she could even form the question, she realized something was clutched tightly in her left hand… and froze.
‘Oh my god.’
It was truly an absurd day. With magic, there was no way she should have fallen like this. Her normally cold and calculating master, who had always been sharp despite his eccentricities, was tripping and tumbling like her.
And then, after she tried to help him and they both fell together, what were the odds that her one and only master’s c**k would end up in her left hand?
Eki swallowed hard.
‘This… is this a man’s d**k?’
To be honest, she wasn’t sure. It was too big.
“Eki.”
“…Yes.”
She brought her eyes upward to look at Cassius. His face was flushed red once more.
Ah. This was bad.
Eki discreetly slid her left hand away. The sight of her own hand emerging from between Cassius’s legs felt bizarrely foreign. Clearing her throat, she rubbed her palm as if nothing had happened.
“Uh, um… you’ve got something heavy in your pocket.”
“Eki!”
He was wearing nothing but underclothes and a blanket. There was no pocket to speak of.
Veins bulged across Cassius’s neck as he shouted.
“Get out of my tower. NOW!”
And that was how Eki got kicked out of the tower.
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