Vol. 6 Ch. 75

It is impossible to marry a woman you've only met once on the spot—

This statement applies to any single young man with personality and ambition.

Except for you, Casmod.

What to do? She really wanted to spoil the future for Leon right now.

Urgent, urgent, urgent—

The Queen suppressed her desire to spoil events, still maintaining a smile as she lazily looked at Leon, and said,

"Good, boys should be as disciplined as you."

Leon rubbed his forehead and responded with a simple "Mm," feeling that there wasn’t much left to talk about with Rosvisser, so he said,

"Then, teacher, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first. Aju at home hasn’t been fed yet."

"Mm, go ahead."

"Goodbye, teacher."

Leon had just started to get up when Rosvisser suddenly spoke again.

"—Wait a moment."

"Is there something else, teacher?"

"You just mentioned your master and mistress—are you living with them?"

"Yes, teacher. Why?"

Rosvisser’s silver eyes flickered slightly, and the cunning thoughts swirling in her mind were impossible to suppress.

She smiled faintly and said,

"Tomorrow night, I’m going to visit your home."

"A—A home visit?!... Why?"

Leon put himself in her shoes and felt that this new teacher was specifically targeting him.

"Because I just started teaching at this academy, I don’t know much about the students here yet. That would be detrimental to my teaching progress and efficiency. So, I want to quickly understand my students through home visits."

"As the top student in the entire class, even the whole academic year, I think choosing you as my first home visit is quite reasonable, isn’t it?"

Rosvisser’s reasoning was flawless.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes as she smiled at Leon.

That smile carried just a hint more depth, as if saying—

"What are you looking at? I’m messing with you today, deal with it."

Leon opened his mouth slightly, as if wanting to say something, but the words reached the tip of his tongue and then were swallowed back down.

It was strange. Even though he internally wanted to keep his distance from this woman, even felt some resistance toward her, in actual actions, he always ended up going along with her ideas.

Whatever she asked, Leon answered—just like before.

And when she said she was coming over for a home visit, logically, he should have been able to come up with all kinds of reasons to refuse. But for some reason, the words of refusal simply wouldn't come out.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Leon nodded and replied in a muffled voice,

"...I understand, teacher."

Rosvisser smiled in satisfaction.

"Good, then tomorrow night—don't be late."

"Mm."

He responded and then escaped from the office as if running for his life.

Watching someone's back as they fled in panic, The Queen stretched lazily with pleasure and couldn't help but sigh,

"This kid is really fun. Back then, in my memories, you played rough with me. Now it's my turn."

The footsteps outside gradually faded, and Rosvisser quietly waited for the world around her to change.

Since this scene was created based on Leon's memories, and once Leon left, he would no longer produce memories related to this moment, the surrounding scenery should start collapsing and blurring.

However, after waiting for a while, everything before Rosvisser’s eyes remained unchanged.

She frowned in confusion, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"Almost forgot, Aurora told me yesterday that this newly improved memory recall magic not only allows participants to naturally immerse themselves in the memory world but also enables everything within it to continue developing according to the host’s impressions and subconscious."

"So, even after Leon leaves, this scene will continue to exist."

"Mm... This makes it feel more like a real 'world.'"

If the world were built only around the host’s current memories, it would inevitably affect the sense of immersion for participants.

Just like back then, when she adjusted this memory and had Young Rosvisser leave with Veronica, the surrounding scenery—all blurred and collapsed, which greatly impacted Leon’s experience.

Aurora’s update to the memory spell this time was indeed a perfect improvement.

Rosvisser stood up, stepped forward in her high heels, and walked out of the office.

Since this was a real world, she would take this opportunity to personally experience Leon’s past.

It was, in a way, an opportunity to understand him from a different perspective.

She wasn’t in a hurry. She draped a long black trench coat over her uniform dress, looking elegant and poised.

With the cool evening breeze brushing past, Rosvisser strolled slowly along the academy’s sports field.

Even though classes were over, the academy was still bustling with students.

Some lay on the grass chatting, some sat around the field in idle conversation, while others were engaged in various sports activities.

Rosvisser didn’t know if Leon had any after-school hobbies at this time, but going home to feed Aju definitely didn’t count as one.

"Give that back to me!"

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a commotion.

She turned her gaze toward the noise.

A group of male students was messing around on the sports field, passing a few books among themselves.

They had formed a circle, tossing the books back and forth.

At the center of the group stood a relatively thin boy.

His face was filled with urgency as he jumped around, trying to snatch the books back.

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"Jump higher, Martin! Just a little higher and you might reach it!"

"If you really can’t, why don’t you ask your great noble father to help you get it back?"

"His noble father? He’s busy marrying Martin’s stepmother~"

"......"

—A blatant case of bullying, both verbal and physical.

Rosvisser recognized the boy named Martin.

He was one of Leon’s long-time teammates, someone who had admired Leon since their school days. Later, through his own efforts, he successfully joined Leon’s Canglong Squad after graduation.

Martin’s personality was relatively timid, and boys like him were indeed easy targets for bullying during school.

Without thinking twice, Rosvisser took quick steps toward them.

But—someone else acted even faster.

A figure in blue leaped from the nearby corridor, back slightly curved but still executing a perfect flying kick.

In the next second, her foot sent one of the bullies flying.

"Tsk—what the hell is wrong with you?"

The twin-tailed girl landed steadily, bent down to pick up the books that had fallen to the ground, and handed them back to Martin.

She stepped forward, placing herself in front of Martin, using her small frame, barely reaching his shoulders, to shield him behind her.

"In broad daylight, under a clear sky, what the hell are you doing with this schoolyard bullying? Are you guys mentally ill or something?"

The boy who had been kicked to the ground got up awkwardly, patted the dust off his clothes, and snorted coldly.

"Rebecca, what are you butting in for? Oh~ I get it now, you and this little loser are dating, aren’t you?"

"Ptuh!"

Rebecca's "Ptuh" wasn’t just an insult—it was a literal spit, right on his face.

"First of all, Martin is not a loser. Secondly, we are not dating."

And lastly—

Rebecca narrowed her blue-green eyes slightly, scanning the burly bullies cracking their knuckles around her. She quietly reached out and grabbed Martin’s wrist.

"—RUN!"

Rebecca, who had a habit of throwing herself into trouble when she saw injustice, knew better than to stick around when she was outnumbered. She had grabbed the books for Martin, so now it was time to run. Impulsive as she was, her instincts were at least logical.

The two of them sprinted across the sports field.

"Get them! If we don’t teach them a lesson today, they’ll really start thinking they can walk all over us!"

Of course, bullies took pleasure in this kind of thing.

The more spectators gathered to watch, the faster Rosvisser moved to follow.

Even if this was just a world built from Leon’s memories, and Rebecca and Martin were essentially just "NPCs", Rosvisser had spent years with them—how could she stand by and watch them suffer?

"Over there, cut them off!"

In the end, Martin and Rebecca found themselves trapped in a dead-end alley.

"Go on, keep running! Let’s see where you can run to now!"

Their backs were pressed tightly against the wall as the bullies closed in.

"I... I’m sorry, Rebecca. I dragged you into this," Martin murmured.

"…I’m just saying, after we get beaten up, can’t you at least get your dad to do something about this?"

"…My relationship with my family… isn’t as good as you think."

"Get them! Make sure they came in standing and leave face-down!"

At the leader’s command, the group lunged forward.

But even now, Rebecca’s first thought was to protect the fragile boy behind her.

She quickly blinked, stretched out her not-so-long arms, and shielded Martin.

"Ah!"

"Ouch, ouch—damn, that hurts—"

"Who the hell—?!"

Her coat fluttered as Rebecca hesitantly opened her eyes.

The bullies were no longer in front of her.

Instead—

"Le—Leon-senpai?"

Martin’s eyes lit up. "You're that third-year Leon-senpai!"

"That’s Leon?"

Rebecca was still dazed. "Why is he helping us…?"

The bullies that Leon had kicked to the ground scrambled back to their feet.

"Leon? You mean this guy?"

"He doesn’t look like anything special."

"Boss, his hand-to-hand combat ranks first in the entire academy."

"…Okay, we’re out."

Turning and running at the first sign of trouble was, admittedly, a great survival tactic. But before these punks could even take three steps, Leon’s voice rang from behind them.

"Oi, you think you can just leave after bullying someone?"

The boys froze in place, slowly turning back.

"Apologize," Leon said flatly, stepping aside so that Martin and Rebecca were visible behind him.

"Apologize? Apologize my ass, what’s wrong with you?"

"Boss, I’m serious. His combat ranking isn’t just first—it’s leagues ahead of second place…"

"……"

The leader took a deep breath, forced by Leon’s presence, and begrudgingly muttered,

"Fine. Sorry. Happy now?"

"Bow."

"You—!"

Grumbling, the leader had no choice but to lower his head. His followers followed suit, bowing with gritted teeth as they mumbled,

"Sorry."

Leon didn’t say anything more.

The bullies fled immediately.

Leon pulled back his gaze and turned toward Rebecca and Martin.

"You guys okay?"

"We’re fine. Thank you for helping us, senpai," Martin said, his voice full of gratitude.

Leon nodded. "Good. As long as you're okay. My name is Leon Casmod."

"Senpai, just call me Martin."

"Rebecca Clement."

"Alright. If those guys come after you again, just come find me."

"Wow, senpai, you’re really loyal," Rebecca remarked.

Leon adjusted his collar—which wasn’t even that messy to begin with—and replied calmly,

"Helping the weak is a man’s duty."

Rebecca blinked her pretty eyes, then turned to Martin with a serious expression.

"Martin, not only does he love acting cool, he’s kind of a chuunibyou too."

"Y—Yeah, I think he kinda is…"

"Want me to walk you home?" Leon asked.

"No need, senpai. We can head back ourselves. But thanks again for standing up for us—we owe you a meal!" Rebecca grinned.

Leon chuckled and waved them off.

After they left, he too was about to leave—

Until a familiar voice suddenly spoke beside his ear.

"That was fast. We meet again, Leon."

Leon’s steps halted, and he slowly turned his head.

A black trench coat, a white shirt, and that damn uniform skirt that barely contained the sheer allure of a mature woman, paired with high heels.

"Melkvey-sensei…"

Rosvisser leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smiling as she asked,

"Weren’t you in a rush to get home and feed Aju? What are you still doing here? Playing hero?"

This time, her smirk was completely unrestrained—anyone could see the pure satisfaction of having caught him red-handed.

It was obvious.

Leon had used feeding Aju as an excuse to avoid her.

But the next second, Rosvisser’s smug smile completely froze—

Leon slowly led a long-eared donkey out from behind the bushes.

"I really was feeding Aju, Melkvey-sensei. I just happened to see Rebecca and Martin along the way."

Rosvisser: ==

She had assumed Leon’s absurdity was something nurtured over time.

Turns out, it was a damn natural talent.