64 Eloise

Just as Aerin finished recounting some of her life stories to me, I gained a deeper understanding of what king of a person she is. All this time, I actually was unknowingly pressing a lot of her buttons.

'So she's actually a 'heretic' just like me,' I thought

From the moment she accidentally read my magic notes that one time she visited me or to the bullshit lies I told her about how my family doesn't want me to go the capital city, she actually related it to her own experiences and somewhat sympathized with me. That's why she was being so helpful back then, and even now.

'But to think she can actually use sound magic, how terrifying,' I silently mused

I recalled how I was almost put to sleep with just some notes off of her flute and I wasn't even able to detect the slightest fluctuation of mana in the air. A formless, undetectable attack that can travel at the speed of sound.

How does one even defend himself from such an attack? Shatter their own eardrums? Suddenly, the plant and nature magic I've carefully been cultivating all these years didn't seem so impressive. Not to mention, there's always huge-ass plants that come up whenever I use them, so they're very easy to detect unless I'm in a forest.

'If I could make it more like a certain Hokage like in that one ninja show, then I'd be good but I doubt that will happen'

"So, I did say I'll give you a tour of the city if you wanted, so how about we stop by one of my favorite places on your way home?" Aerin's voice took me out of my musings.

I looked towards my beautiful teacher and tilted my head inquisitively, "What kind of place?", I asked. Laurel's antics left too much of a scar in my mind that I couldn't help but ask.

"I'll show you a little glimpse of the adult world," Aerin said meaningfully with a little wink.

The "adult world"? She couldn't possibly mean, and then I found my gaze drifting towards her large breasts—Thwack! Aerin's gentle strike on my head interrupted my thought, "Ow..." I exclaimed while rubbing the spot she had tapped.

"What were you thinking of just now?" she said, a lighthearted frown etched on her face. She let out a little chuckle before shaking her head, "Seems like you've learned more than just piano during your time in the city. What had caught your eye just now?"

I pretended to stumble over my words, feeling a bit flustered. "I was just...uh..."

Aerin raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms under her chest, propping her breasts up nicely. "Oh, come on now. Don't be shy. I know you were admiring the 'scenery'. But who can blame you? It's a breathtaking view up here." she said with a smirk before she gestured towards the window, pointing to the outside scenery.

"Oh–" I blush as I cover my mouth in embarrassment, grateful she didn't press the topic any further. "Y-Yeah, it really is."

"Yup, beautiful things really ought to be appreciated." Aerin chuckled before standing up. "Come on, pick up your things, let's get going" she said as she headed for the door.

However, before we left, I walked behind Aerin, stealing a good look at her meaty ass before asking "Teacher, will you teach me that magic you've showed me earlier?"

Having that power under my arsenal would make me a lot more versatile and allow me to experiment with different combinations for a bigger moveset.

"Sound magic?" she turned to look at me, before replying with a smile. "Of course sweetie. You didn't have to ask me. It's the next stage of your music education, and I was planning to teach it to you regardless"

"Thank you" I replied as Aerin led me downstairs, where we met up again with the coach driver, Evelyn.

"Take me to my usual spot," said Aerin to Evelyn and the carriage throttled forward in haste.

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About half an hour later, we arrived at building in the more high-end district of the city. Aerin led me through the door, where a man that looked to be a bouncer was standing by the door. When he saw me, he looked like he wanted to ask, "Who is this guy?" but when he saw that Aerin was with me, he swallowed his words and silently let us through.

Once we entered, I wasn't greeted by some debauchery or things that I expected when Aerin said she'd let me get a glimpse of the 'adult world'. Rather, I was greeted by a rather simple sight. A bartender with a shelf full of wine bottles and alcoholic beverages behind him, few customers leisurely downing their drinks, and a classical ensemble of music playing in the background.

Besides us, there weren't that many people in the establishment.

It's still around 5 or 6 in the afternoon, so most people weren't out of their work just yet. There were plenty of available seats everywhere and Aerin led me to the stools by the counter. Nonetheless, even with just a few people, I still drew attention because in their eyes, I was—by elven standards—way too young to be drinking in a bar.

"You know what I like," Aerin said to the bartender and he nodded in understanding, proceeding to make her drink. "Then as for him", she said while pointing to me. "Just give him apple juice."

Hearing that, a frown inadvertently came up my face. She took me all the way here and she won't even let me drink alcohol? I thought I was supposed to get a glimpse of the 'adult' world? What happened to that?

Aerin obviously saw my face and chuckled. She fiddled with my cheeks and said, "Maybe next time sweetie, when you're a little taller." but I wasn't fazed and remained frowning, not hiding my dissatisfaction in the slightest, "Fine, I'll let you take a sip from mine," she relented.

A few minutes later, both of our drinks were served. Mine is, just as Aerin said, an apple juice. While hers was more of a fruit cocktail, mixed with a few other alcoholic beverages that I'm not really familiar with.

"Here," she offered me a sip, a mischievous look on her face as she pushed her glass to me.

"I won't get drunk from this right?" I asked, somewhat nervous. In both of my lives, I was never really a drinker, so I had very little experience with this matter.

Not to mention, the single thing that I fear the most right now is probably to get drunk and accidentally spill out all my inner thoughts, which is filled with nothing but lustful, vulgar, and debauched thoughts.

Once anyone hears it, even a relationship cultivated through many years of trust will crumble, no matter how hard I explained myself.

Seeing my nervousness, Aerin stifled a laugh and said. "No you won't, trust me. It's a cocktail. You could probably drink two of these and still be fine."

I don't know why but rather than feeling reassured, I just felt like she's fucking with me even more.

But after a little more taunting from Aerin, I finally took a sip out of the blue beverage and was pleasantly surprised. Since she said it was a cocktail, I thought it would be sweet but it was actually pretty– Uhm, how do you say it... citrusy and tangy, maybe even a little bitter.

"See? Not that bad, right?" with a smile, Aerin pulled her glass back to her and started taking small sips. On the other hand, I went back to my apple juice and downed it in one go.

"So this is the adult world?" I asked and looked around the uncrowded bar.

"Hm? Yes. It usually gets more crowded a few hours from now, with people venting about their work lives here and there." remarked Aerin.

"Seems boring," I replied.

"Oh, that depends entirely on the person. For many overworked adults, a short hour of relaxing and drinking is several times better than playing out in the open" explained Aerin. "But if you're looking for fun ways adults entertain themselves… then I have a few ideas that I think you might enjoy."

Aerin didn't say anything after that, she just smiled meaningfully as she told the bartender to mix her another drink. As the bartender took her glass and began preparing her drink, she stood up and whispered to me, "Stay there for a while, I'll go pee."

The second I heard that, I have to tell you, it took me a LOT of willpower for me to not jokingly reply, "AAHH," and just open my mouth wide.

I'm just joking of course. Joking. Surely, I wouldn't want her sitting on my face, right? What am I? A toilet seat? Ha ha… How disgusting, I would never–

I visibly blush, embarrassed by my own thoughts.

I can't believe I even found the idea of her sitting her meaty white ass on my face—ass cheeks covering my vision, her bare pussy in my mouth, sealing my lips, and just peeing—even slightly arousing.

"God, my intrusive thoughts are winning again," I say, exasperated with myself.

The bartender wordlessly gave me another glass of apple juice, and I just couldn't look at gold-colored liquid the same after having such thoughts. I picked up the glass, thinking "I mean, knowing her, it probably tastes like apple jui—" I couldn't even finish that line of thought, before I slapped myself out these degenerate thoughts.

"Ah, hell nah. Stop it Maelriel, get some help." I thought to myself, but the stupid smile never left my mouth.

I was so focused with my thoughts that I didn't notice another lady had sat down beside me, at my right. It wasn't until I heard a frigid voice from beside me speak, "What's a kid doing here?", she asked the bartender, that I finally paid attention.

Hearing such words were enough to snap me out of my perverted reverie, and I turned to look at the woman who had just sat next to me.

What immediately caught my attention were the large, dark sunglasses covering her eyes. I couldn't see at all where her gaze was. She had straight, long black hair that is tied into a ponytail behind her head, which only added to the mystery.

Other than that, she wore an exotic-looking crimson dress. The most similar comparison I could think of is that of a cheongsam back from Earth. The top was very tight-fitting, restraining her breasts while also outlining its every curve. The dress also had slits that started from all the way up her waist, causing two flaps of fabric to cover her front and back respectively, leaving her long slender legs open.

The only reason her hips and the side of her ass wasn't completely exposed is because of the black pantyhose that she wore underneath.

However, even without her bare skin exposed, just the sight of her meaty thighs, wrapped tightly under such thin fabric, is enough to warrant a second and even a third look.

When I was examining her, she seemed to have noticed and although I can't see which direction her eyes were looking, because of her glasses, I had a strong hunch that she was also staring back at me.

"Boy, what are you looki– oh?" she suddenly stopped her sentence.

"..."

I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew she was squinting and examining me back as well. Though, I didn't know what is it that she found so interesting on me. My delusional mind wanted to believe that she was caught off-guard by my devilish charms, but I knew that wasn't the case.

Unless, maybe, she has a type for pretty boys that have yet to completely mature.

The bartender, having noticed the woman's gaze on me, turned and said, "Oh, he came with lady Aerin," the bartender answered and the lady looked somewhat surprised, if not confused.

"Aerin? She's back?" she asked, as if checking if she'd heard correctly. Then a few seconds later, once she had recollected her thoughts, she turned her attention towards me and asked, "What's your name, boy?"

My first thought was to lie but considering how she knew Aerin and the fact that a lie here could be easily disproved, I chose not to do so and simply answer honestly.

"I'm Maelriel," I replied, adding a nervous tone in my voice.

"Maelriel?" she looked like she was pondering for a second, as she murmured quietly under her breath. "None of the noble families has a kid named Maelriel… Otherwise, I would've surely heard of it by now."

"Hey kid, how old are you?" she suddenly asked and I was surprised by the sudden question, "Me? Well, I'm–", my words were cut off when another voice spoke up from behind me and said,

"I didn't know you're back already, Eloise" I heard Aerin's familiar voice resound from behind me.

Seeing Aerin return, the woman, who I now know is Eloise, lost interest on her previous question and turned all her attention towards Aerin instead.

"I feel the same way," replied Eloise. "Who is he?" she asked, obviously referring to me.

"My pupil, so it's best if you don't get any funny ideas," Aerin answered in a tone colder than I had ever heard her use with me.

After hearing her words, Eloise seemed to have come to an understanding and nodded, "I see, that explains a lot. Though I must say, no matter how talented he is, I don't think bringing a kid along with you when drinking is good, especially for the kid."

"He's a lot more mature than you'd think. I'd say even more so than your son," remarked Aerin, which caused Eloise to raised an eyebrow.

"Being more mature than my son isn't all that impressive, but this guy?" Eloise scrutinized me again, this time her gaze felt a lot more thorough. "Well, he's your student, so do whatever you want," she said before turning back to her drink, completely ignoring us.

I turned back to Aerin to see if she had something to say but she was also just sipping her new glass of cocktail quietly. Soon, after she finished her glass, she calmly paid her bill and left the building with me.

Taking me by the hand, she led me out of the building, leaving Eloise there drinking by herself. I didn't find anything strange however, once we were out, Aerin immediately turned to me and asked, worry tinged in her voice, "What did she ask you? Did she say anything weird?"