326 Vol. 6 pt. 12 (2/2)

”Anyways,” he coughs, ”get comfortable. I'm going to take us out on the water.”

”Are… you sure that it's safe?”

”Don't forget about our friend out there. She'll make sure to warn us if she's worried about anything happening.”

Azalabulia nods and does as he said.

As for Fenrir, he looses The Shoebill from her dock and uses Tabitha's engine, which has since been modified and improved to be better than ever before, to reverse The Shoebill into the center of the river so that he can get her turned around and sailing out into the ocean.

And he takes his boat and his girlfriend out far enough that the coast isn't even visible anymore. The mountains beyond the coast remain visible, but nothing below them does.

Aside from the occasional bird flying overhead, the only other sign of life out on the water is a certain serpent's tail occasionally poking above the water every now and then to let Fenrir know that she is there with them.

He can't help but to compare her to a guard dog. A giant, very long, guard dog.

And now it is time for his date plan!

And now that he is thinking about his plan for a date that is both epic and romantic… he cringes.

Would it really be alright to just keep on doing the whole ”chuuni roleplay battle then romance” thing? He knows that it is the most effective tactic to use with her, but he doesn't want her to get bored of that. He also wants to treat her like a normal girlfriend – he wants to be romantic to the girl behind Azalabulia, not just Azalabulia the character.

All of the chuuni roleplay that he had planned out has now been throw overboard just like his masculinity when Oleander was on top of him. Next to go overboard is a sigh.

”Are you alright?” Azalabulia asks, bringing out her concerned, teacherly tone.

”Hey, Aza.”

”Yes?”

”How was work?”

”A-ah… work?”

”Yeah. Tell me about your day. I don't think I ask you about that enough, so I'm going to start asking every day.”

Azalabulia looks away with a wide, closed-mouth smile. ”Well… one of the boys I teach is Alex. He – why do you look so disappointed?”

”Oh, it's nothing. We just used to know an Alex in-game. Well, an Alexander.”

”I take it that he wasn't a friend?”

”The complete opposite of one, but it's alright. We put him in his place in the end. So, what about this Alex you teach?”

”Ah, well, he has a crush on another of my students, Olivia. Unfortunately, it seems that he is the type of boy who picks on the girl he likes. I am always catching him pulling her hair, flicking things at her, poking her while she's focusing on work, and more. I have sent emails to his parents about his behavior and even called them, but they are… dismissive. I tried to talk to him privately about why he was picking on her so much. He wouldn't admit to it, but I know boys his age. He likes her. Unfortunately, there isn't much I can do. I can't exactly give a boy his age romantic advice, and his parents are uncooperative, so the best I could do was tell him that if he was nicer to her then she might want to be friends with him.”

”That does sound like a tricky position.”

Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

”Very. Today, Olivia's parents called me. I explained to them what was going on and they were much more eager to listen to what I had to say… but they also said they would request for her to be moved to a different class if the problem isn't resolved soon. All of her friends are in my class, so I would feel horrible about her having to switch. So… I need to find out how to resolve this.”

”You don't need to.”

”I do.”

”No, you don't, and that's part of what makes you such an amazing teacher. You care. I doubt that it's in your job description, and wouldn't most teachers just let the students get separated to solve the problem?”

”Well…”

”Exactly. You don't need to do anything, but you're still going to. That makes you pretty awesome, Miss Azawaza.”

”Do you think so?”

”Without a doubt. Did anything else happen?”

”Hmm… oh! Yes! I – I was… asked out.”

”Oh?” Fenrir asks, leaning closer to her now with narrowed eyes.

Azalabulia would be lying if she claimed to not love how protective he is behaving right now. ”I told him to fuck off.”

”Wa-wait, seriously? You – that doesn't seem like you.”

”I was going to go on a date with him when I first started teaching there. He asked me out… and then before the date, he got drunk and started sending me… less than appropriate pictures. I hardly had any interest in him before that, and that made sure to kill what miniscule interest there was. The next day, he started harassing me over texts apologizing over and over. When I wasn't having any of it, he started insulting me. I showed human resources and he got in no insignificant amount of trouble. Unfortunately, he kept his job. Fortunately, he kept his distance from me and ended up going out with the mom of one of the kids he taught. I guess things didn't work out, so he decided to test and see if I've forgiven him yet.”

”Man, I wonder if you've forgiven him or not.”

”Would you like a spoiler?”

”Spoil away, Miss Azawaza.”

”I haven't forgiven him and have no intention of ever doing so. I told him to fuck off and that if he said anything to me again then I would be going straight to human resources. If he even sends me another text then I was told I will be able to use the past incident and the new text as proof to get a restraining order, and if I do that, he won't be able to keep his job. So, he knows that I can ruin his life at any moment.”

Fenrir whistles, impressed by this new side of his girlfriend. ”I don't think I've ever seen you this… deadly before. Deadly is a weird way to put it, probably.”

”It is, but I like it. I simply have no tolerance for people like him and I want to do my best to ensure that none of my kids ever become like him. That is why I want to help Alex instead of kicking the problem down the road for somebody else to fix later.”

”You really are an amazing teacher. Also, I love when we talk like this.”

”What do you mean?”

”You know, when we just talk like adults to each other. I love you when you're roleplaying, but I love seeing the real Azalabulia even more.”

”I – it's embarrassing when you put it that way. I can't help it when it comes to school.”

”I don't want you to help it. I want to talk to you like this every day.”

”Y-you're saying such embarrassing things now. The real me is boring and old and… Azalabulia is better.”

”Nothing beats the original. I love you for who you are. Azalabulia, the Wielder of the Cursed Flame of Bahamut, is just a bonus.”

”I don't know how I should act now…”

”Act however you want. Just do whatever you want to do the most.”

”What I want to do the most?”

”Yeah. This is a date just for you, so I'll do whatever you want.”

”T-then…”

Azalabulia's eyes focus lower on Fenrir's body until they eventually meet his crotch. She stares directly at it and hard.

”C-could… we… maybe – I – could I… be selfish and… umm…”

As much as Fenrir might love to see the mature and responsible side of her, the flustered and embarrassed side of her never gets old.

”Ca-can you… sit on the deck?”

Fenrir's ears twitch.

”And close your eyes…”

What could she be planning?

Curious to find out, Fenrir does as she requested. He sits down on the deck and closes his eyes.

The next thing he feels is Azalabulia coming down against his crotch.

But then nothing.

She stops moving.

”A-alright. You – you can open your eyes,” she mumbles.

Fenrir slowly opens his eyes to reveal… Azalabulia lying down next to him with her head resting on his lap.

”I – I've been wanting more of this ever since our last date. I really… r-really love this. But, umm – ca-can you… do what else you were doing?”

With a smile, Fenrir is more than happy to oblige.

He ran his fingers through her hair the last time that he gave her a lap pillow. Now, it is time to do that again. He gently traces his fingers through her hair against her scalp, making sure to treat her as delicately as he can.

”Ehehe… th-thanks.”

”No problem, Azawaza.”

Fenrir originally planned on acting chuuni and roleplaying with her. Then he felt like reclaiming his dominance and masculinity that Oleander pushed out of him. Now, he just wants to sit her and keep on talking to her while stroking her head and giving her a lap pillow.

It wasn't planned to go down like this at all, but he doubts that he could have come up with a better plan than this outcome.

”Can… can we do this when we meet?” Azalabulia asks. ”In real life?”

”I'll give you as many lap pillows as you want in real life. Though, they probably won't be as good as they are here. My body is… a lot smaller in reality. Fenrir has muscular thighs. I have… well, my thighs exist.”

Azalabulia giggles and happily sighs. ”I'm sure that your lap in real life is just as wonderful as it is here. Have more confidence in yourself.”

”Bringing that teacher voice back out on me. Do you part-time as a guidance counselor or something?”

”Not quite, but I refuse to let my students talk poorly about themselves. I do not allow them to promote any unhealthy mentalities, and that extends to you. I hate negativity, so for every negative comment you make about yourself, I will give you positive comments until you forget about the negative ones.”

”You're really amazing, Azawaza.”

”Shush. It is my turn to give you praise since you thought it amusing to insult yourself.”

”You don't have to.”

”I don't have to. I need to.”

Fenrir doesn't even know what to say. All he can do is try his best to keep stroking her head while thinking of something else to say, but how does he even react to her when she's like this? Chuuni Azalabulia is easy to respond to no matter what she says, but Teacher Azalabulia is like an entirely different person.

”You are kind. You are handsome, and I am referencing the pictures I have seen of you in real life, Ryouta. You always know how to make me and everybody else smile, and you always prioritize our smiles over your own – which, by the way, is not good! You need to prioritize your own smile sometimes. After all, your smile is precious to us, and seeing you smile makes the rest of us smile. Now, you are understanding and patient. You never hesitate to help those in need, even when you do not get anything for it. You may be in love with more than one girl… but I also know that you are as loyal as a wolf. You have your pack and you take care of everybody in it, and you only add more to your pack when others want you to. You make time for everybody and make sure that nobody ever feels left out. You never get angry even when sometimes you should, and you always make sure that any and all problems are talked about and never left to fester to grow into something worse. You try your best to make us happy and to cater to each one of us – you make sure that we all feel equal. You—”

”Hey, Aza.”

”Yes?”

”I… I love you, but you're making me cry. I'm not – I'm not really good with… getting this many compliments. My heart honestly hurts from hearing all of that. But… it hurts in a good way, I think.”

Looking away and sniffling, Fenrir doesn't even notice that Azalabulia gets up from his lap. Nor does he notice when she wraps her arms around him to pull him down against her chest, resting his head right on top of her breasts. ”Do you know what that means?”

”I don't think so.”

”What it means is that you have not been praised nearly as much as you deserve to be. You are always so busy giving everybody else praise that you never leave open any opportunities to receive it yourself. That is why I will give you so much praise that you can gladly accept it with a smile and no tears.”

”What's gotten into you?”

”Not much. I am simply an appreciative girlfriend who knows that her boyfriend is surely exhausted after dedicating an entire day to making his girlfriends as happy as possible. Even though he is so exhausted, he still tries to include everybody in the date, and then he tries to make it all about me. I am sorry if I'm ruining any of your plans, but I received enough of your attention. Now, it is time for me to focus the entirety of my attention on you.”

”You've never acted like this before. I just… I don't really know how to handle it.”

”And I am sorry for not acting like this sooner. I was having so much fun playing the role of Azalabulia with you that I did not take into consideration what I should be doing to make our relationship fair. It… is extremely embarrassing to say all of this, but if I can be like this for my students, doesn't my boyfriend deserve even better treatment?”

”I really brought the teacher in you out today.”

”You did. You told me to be myself, so here I am. I am even using the same technique to sound as calm as I am that I use when my students or other faculty fluster me.”

”What do you mean?”

Azalabulia lifts his head just a bit more – just enough so that he can feel the beating of her heart.

It is beating faster than any heartrate he has ever felt before.

”Like I said, this is extremely embarrassing. But when it is important, I know how to be serious.”

”You're seriously incredible.”

”No. We are incredible. I will not allow you to praise me if you will not accept the same praise for yourself.”

”You have amazing boobs.”

Azalabulia's eyes widen for a second before she starts laughing.

His praise was just so random and sudden that she never would have expected it.

”There – there may be some compliments that can't be shared,” Azalabulia says between her giggling.

”Right. And I wouldn't want you to praise my dick and then expect me to praise yours in return. That would be pretty concerning.”

She giggles even more.

”Feel better now?” he asks.

”What?”

”You said you were embarrassed and your heart was beating so fast that it made me worried. I hoped that making you laugh would help you relax.”

Azalabulia shuts her eyes and lets out a long-drawn-out sigh. ”See? Even when you are the one who I was trying to make feel better, you prioritized me.”

”Sorry, I'm selfish like that.”

”And now you are being negative again.”

”Maybe I'm just being negative because I want to hear you compliment me for a few minutes straight again? Like I said, I'm selfish.”

”Do you think that you are more selfish than the great Azalabulia, Wielder of the the Cursed Flame of Bahamut?”

”Of course. I'm the most selfish person that there i—”

He gets cut off by Azalabulia pressing her lips against him, her hands on her shoulders as she slowly pushes him back until he is flat on the deck.

”Don't underestimate a woman who has been thinking about you all day, especially when she started thinking about everything she could do to make you as happy as possible because she wants to reward you for being so perfect after being reminded of how horrible some men are. Also… it takes a while for alcohol to hit me, and I may have had a couple glasses of wine to help my nerves before this.”

Azalabulia reaches one hand underneath her chest to pull down on the fabric more, revealing more of her breasts as she looks into his eyes.

Once more, Fenrir has become the prey.