The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

“…”

It was a holiday, so I decided to have breakfast with White.

Although there was accommodation for White, meals were not provided. The reason White was attending the academy was to develop her independence. The only things White could enjoy as royalty were safety and a guaranteed place to sleep.

So, I brought Merlin with me and went to a restaurant in the academy’s shopping district, but White had been keeping her mouth shut since a while ago.

It’s awkward to talk to her…

I understood White’s feelings.

She revealed what she was feeling last night. And to make matters worse, she even fell asleep without realizing it.

It must have been very embarrassing.

So, it was no wonder she was feeling disturbed.

Merlin, standing solemnly by the wall, seemed to understand our silence. Reading her mind, she probably thought it was the aftermath of a hot night.

If she had any sense, she would have immediately realized that wasn’t the case… Unfortunately, Merlin didn’t have that kind of experience.

“…Senior Isaac.”

“Yeah, White.”

White finally spoke.

I immediately answered her warmly.

“Why is the morning so bright?” White murmured, blankly gazing at the sunlight outside the window.

Why would she ask that…?

“And why is the night so dark?”

“Hmm?”

Her questions were rather unusual.

There was no way White wouldn’t know such basic information.

Is it a philosophical question?

It seemed that White, having had a sound and refreshing sleep on our first night together, had begun to deeply contemplate things she normally took for granted.

“Why are you suddenly asking that?”

“It just… suddenly occurred to me.”

White lowered her eyes. She looked dejected. Seeing her slightly moist eyes, it seemed she was blaming herself severely.

Even that sight was so cute that the corners of my mouth lifted on their own.

Is she that disappointed?

It wasn’t like last night was the only chance.

Of course, I knew that White had been greatly anticipating our first night together.

How could I not know that she had occasionally felt sexual curiosity towards me, her senior, since her first year? Even without using [Psychological Insight], it was obvious and I couldn’t help but notice.

So, now that we were engaged, it was fully understandable that she was feeling a strong thirst for not being able to unleash her sexual desires on me.

I was the same way. It might be a perverted thought, but there were also many times when I had the urge to lick her smooth armpits until she teared up.

“Have you finished eating?”

“Huh? You’re already done?”

White stood up along with me.

“I’m not leaving.”

“Huh?”

I moved to the seat next to White and gently pressed down on her shoulder. White, with a confused expression, obediently sat back down on the chair. I sat next to White and placed my hand over hers. She flinched in surprise, instinctively straightened her back, and her face turned red.

I leaned my head on White’s shoulder.

Since we were the only customers in the restaurant, there was nothing to worry about.

I decided to do what White wanted after she had sorted out her emotions. After that, I planned to make love to her as I pleased.

Last night had already passed, so we’d just have to let go of any lingering regrets.

For now, I decided to soothe her with affectionate gestures.

“A-ah, Senior Isaac…? A-are you sleepy…? T-this is a public place, you know…?”

White’s voice trembled as if an earthquake had struck, but I paid no mind.

“It’s just holding hands. There aren’t any other customers anyway, and no one’s going to bother us.”

Even if there were people, I doubt they’d dare to interfere.

“Ah.”

As I spoke while looking at White’s slender nape, she shuddered. The warm breath escaping from my lips tickled her neck.

I didn’t intend for it to happen, but she reacted sensitively.

“Then…”

White forced a determined expression.

“Just for a little while, let’s stay like this…!”

“Okay.”

She seemed to like it too.

“Huh…?”

With a bright smile, I wrapped my arms around White’s waist and pulled her close. She stiffened even more.

White’s fingertips lightly brushed against my hand that was placed over hers. I interlocked our fingers and held her hand first. White, with flushed cheeks, lowered her head and pursed her lips, trying to hold back her giggle.

Seeing her look so happy that she could die made me feel rather proud.

We stayed like that for a while.