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Mobuseka: The Black Heron.

What if instead of Leon, someone who had a very dark past with psychotic tendency replace him? What if he is a freak, a sadist with masochistic tendency? What if he initially look like a barbarian, what if he is a gentleman?

Duke_Cordellia · Anime et bandes dessinées
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Chapter 28: Lunch with the cholarship student.

Without much resistance or unpleasant emotion flickering across her face, Olivia promptly followed me.

Well maybe she did not dare to defy me.

Well she was pretty clingy to me yesterday, adding the fact that I saved her from being gang raped, it would be a real suprise if she did not follow my command.

As she trudge toward me however, she attracted some rather unpleasant glances from the girls in her class, but after today, if those imbeciles understood my warning letter, they would cease their harassment.

Well, if not, I'll destroy their family politically first, and using that as my justification, I would destroy their territory physically myself.

No one else but me are allowed to toy with her.

Though my father and mother would undoubtedly despise the idea, I sincerely hope it does not escalate to that point.

I truly wish for them to read the evidence of their corruption and other crimes I tucked inside the letter thoroughly and to demonstrate at least some basic capacity for calculation.

Currently, from what Luxion overheard, the royal knights are still investigating the incident, and that Stephanie girl would be wise to distance herself from the kidnapped girls—if she had any sense or feared being suspected.

Though that girl, I'm not certain of her intelligence, like, really, her decision making process astounded me, she antagonizes a commoner simply because Olivia spoke to her fiancé once.

Considering that it also wouldn't be too surprising if she still attempted to manipulate or bully them in some way.

But, I doubt that.

If I were in her position, I would first and foremost attempt to pacify the bandits I hired to avoid any trace leading back to me.

I would, and also suspected that she would likely orchestrate their assassination before they could utter a word, considering she is also on the lower side of the high noble she would at least attempt that first.

Their family holds the status of a count afterall, not too powerful among the county, but powerful enough.

And it would not be irregular they have powerful connections within the court, making it easy to eliminate those already captured.

Those bandits—rapists and human traffickers—deserve every bit of what's coming to them, so I have no qualms to send them straight to hell.

I've tortured them enough on my end, so if she moves her pawns and takes them out, it would be even more pleasing for me.

After all no monarch should raised their hand to beat a shitty little bug.

"U—Umm."

From the classmates who showed unpleasant expression, I turned my gaze toward the voice that approached me.

"Hmmm?"

She opened her mouth, but it seemed she had forgotten what she wanted to say.

It was amusing, like a fish caught by a fisherman, gasping for air in a world where none was available.

She seemed to realize that I held her fate in my hands, and the nobles around us would do nothing should she vanish even.

That arouses me in some way in fact.

From what Luxion informed me, her input was deemed insignificant even by the teaching office.

If I recalled correctly, among the kidnapped girls, all of those girls are all from families of barons, or similar standing.

Quaxi barons, Was it? It appears the staff only cared about what they said.

Their faces were pleasant enough, though I had no desire for used goods.

In this world, every young lady under the house of a count and above knight household sleeps around with all sort of shits.

Basically like modern America where sex is perceive as nothing unordinary.

However, unlike the bitches on Earth, in this world the ladies understood the Importance and uniqueness between people who Loved each other.

However, unlike Earth where the people genuinely think it's normal for one night stands, here the girls, they ignored it.

So, to my eyes they are all used goods. Not even worthy of being a pet in my house.

Well, going back to the commoner in front of me.

I waited for her patiently, but she still couldn't formulate her thoughts.

I just feel like ordering her to crawl on all four.

Welp, that should be private however, no one but me should be allowed to laid my eyes on her.

"Lunch, let's go," I said, adopting a calm, indifferent tone.

Her frame, well body structure currently.

It reminded me of the children back on Earth whom the church and our family with our factions supported with food and care.

It brought back some unpleasant memories. I should feed her for now, it appears like eating was her passion after all.

Or perhaps, she was too delighted to eat the food cooked by The Great I .

But, I should also assign her some basic exercises; it wouldn't do for my... companion to become plump as a pig. Not arousing at all.

But knowing she was the protagonist, some strange logic might come into play, and she might not gain weight at all.

However, if that were the case, the reason for her thinness currently could become quite convoluted.

Nevertheless, not waiting for her response, I moved toward the back of the school where I usually took my rest.

She must currently felt absolutely honored to be in my presence. For I am holier Than Thou.

As I shifted my gaze slightly, I noticed her trailing behind me like a docile kitten—how adorable was that?

The way she walked, the way she followed my command, even the way she fidgeted with her fingers was utterly adorable.

"Not good," I thought, grabbing my face.

"At this rate, I might just want to lock her up in a cage."

The journey from the first-year advanced class B to the back of the school was brief, taking no more than three minutes.

Upon arriving, I found a kind of conference happening among the birds and my cat.

Various birds filled the area—doves, pigeons, parrots, and a multitude of other species.

"Whooaaa," Olivia exclaimed behind me, her voice tinged with amazement.

But unlike her, who was surprised and excited at the sight, the birds were startled; had I not been there, they would have flown off at even the slightest scent of another human.

"You are not worthy of being a Disney princess, it appears."

"Hmm?" She didn't quite catch what I said.

"Whatever," I shrugged.

It didn't matter, anyway.

I whistled twice as I approached them, and they flew to give me seat.

Looking down, I noted that none of the birds had left droppings on the spread I had laid out and that the food remained untouched.

I whistled again, and the birds dispersed, encircling me outside the spread.

"Come here and sit down, commoner," I instructed her.

I slowly lowered myself onto the ground.

—Meow Meow

As I seated myself, the little kitten takes her place just beside me, I patted her white fur and waited for the other pet to take her seat.

I closed my eyes to absorb the surroundings, it was a very pleasant day—not too cold, not too hot.

I could feel Olivia cautiously approaching, attempting to sit beside me, though there was an arm's length distance between us.

It puzzled me. Why was she sitting so far away?

I had specifically instructed her to sit down didn't I.

Has my memory failed me? Impossible.

"Commoner," I said, that came out colder than I intended. She flinched slightly, but it didn't matter.

"I instructed you to sit down, didn't I?"

She nodded timidly. I raised an eyebrow in response.

"I made space for you to sit, didn't I?" I softened my tone.

However, she seemed puzzled in my stead, it was exasperating. So.

"Here." I gestured to the space between my lap.

A moment of silence passed, and during that time, I noticed her face reddening, very drammatically.

But, it appears that she is not brave enough to ask further questions, so she crawled between my legs to sit down, still managing to avoid contact with me.

It seemed she still didn't fully understand her position yet.

I reached out, grasping her by the waist and pulling her closer; she ended up semi-sitting on my lap.

—Hup.

She weighed around 40 kilograms and stood about 5'4" to 5'6", making her quite light.

Not ideal, really. Not arousing at all.

Ignoring her dramatic reaction, I grabbed the basket beside me and pulled it closer.

If I remembered correctly, she had a penchant for sweet things, so I collected the most exquisite cakes and pastries from the area.

It was a master's duty to feed his pet well, and with my unlimited resources, I figured I could provide her with whatever she desired to deepen her attachment to me.

It would be all the more amusing when the time came to toss her aside.

Oh, how I anticipated that day!

I could only imagine what her expression would be like when I replaced her with another pet.

Until then, I had to continuously feed her the notion that she belonged to me, fostering an even stronger attachment.

Author's Note: Not having motivation these days guys, so give me motivation.

Give me hea— I mean stones, power stones.