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Chapter 21 - The Annoying Blacksmith and Women (Side: Byre 1)

"Tch. That damn blacksmith. Grabbing my noble and beautiful arm with all his might. What if he left a mark. It has the same value as a work of art."

Back in the Vice Principal’s office, I continued to curse the blacksmith Iz had brought with her. He was a shabby, unimpressive man who looked like a country bumpkin. Dareth, I think his name was. To make my right arm turn red… unforgivable. I will absolutely have my revenge. Once gripped by anger, more anger just kept welling up. What’s more, that Dareth was with Legion Commander Militar. That position should rightfully be mine.

"I won’t forgive you for taking my place, Dareth. And Iz is just as bad. To reject my invitation. Nuaaaaaah."

I’d had my eye on that woman ever since she enrolled. Her silky black hair that swayed in the breeze, her jewel-like eyes. She was clearly a cut above the other women. That’s why I had given her special attention. And yet….

"Why won’t she come to my room. A man as wonderful as me. It’s absurd."

In fact, none of the women in this academy paid me any mind. Not the instructors, not the students. The Vice Principal of Grossa Magic Academy should be an object of desire. So why hasn't a single one of them made a pass at me. As I let out a shriek of frustration, I suddenly sensed a presence behind me.

"You seem to be in quite a state, Byre-sama."

"Agen. You’ve come at a good time."

Behind me was another black-haired beauty. It was a bit of a shame that her expression was so blank, but she was a beauty on par with Iz and the others. This woman was Agen. She had recently become my secretary. But she had no connection whatsoever to Grossa Magic Academy. She was originally a complete outsider. The reason I hired her was….

"Those women’s eyes must be clouded not to see your greatness, Byre-sama. There is no other man as wonderful as you."

"You think so too. As expected of you, Agen."

"You are not wrong, Byre-sama. In fact, it is the world that is wrong."

"That’s right. It is the world that is wrong."

This one understands my value. A beautiful and clever woman, perfect for a secretary. Yes, and beautiful at that. I have never met a woman so ideal. I have finally found a woman who understands me.

"Come, to my bed. Come to my bed. Come to my bed."

I tried to grab Agen’s waist, but she dodged me casually. My hands grasped at empty air.

"Please wait a moment, Byre-sama."

"What."

Even though she claims to understand my value, she runs away when it matters most. Enough of this. Being toyed with is irritating.

"When that matter is successfully completed, I will offer my body to you, Byre-sama. Besides, the anticipation will only make the eventual pleasure greater."

"Hoh…"

Certainly, there was some truth to what Agen said. The longer you wait for pleasure, the more it multiplies later on. That was a truth I had discovered. Besides, I could force myself on her whenever I wanted. A delicate woman like her would be no match for my strength.

"Then, let us prioritize that matter for now."

"As expected of the great Vice Principal of Grossa Magic Academy, Byre-sama. You are quick to understand."

Her praise lifted my spirits. Yes, this was the reaction I had been waiting for. It was a shame I couldn’t let Iz and Militar hear it.

"And, Byre-sama. Regarding Dareth…"

"What is it. Are you interested in that man as well."

I had just started to forget about him, but Agen’s words brought him back to mind. An old man a thousand billion times more unimpressive than me, surrounded by beautiful women. Nuuu, unforgivable. Why isn't it me.

"No, that is not it. I am interested only in you, Byre-sama."

"Then you should have said so sooner. You had me worried."

Is that so, is that so. You are interested only in me. What wonderful words. From now on, I shall have you say them every day.

"With that matter, I would like to dispose of Dareth at the same time."

"Ah, an excellent idea. Let’s kill him too."

"His sin of embarrassing my Byre-sama is a heavy one. He shall atone with his death."

Won… wonderful. With just those words, I could feel how much this woman cared for me. Iz should take a lesson from her. This spirit is the minimum requirement to be my woman. I’ll have to drill it into her during personal guidance.

"Then, proceed with the preparations at once."

"Yes, understood."

With those words, Agen vanished as if melting into the shadows. This woman truly comes and goes like a ghost. But that was of no concern.

Dareth. Coming here was your doom. I will have you killed before long.

And then I will make Iz and Militar, the women you parade around so proudly, mine. Well, they should have been mine all along, so their ownership is simply returning to its rightful master.