Chapter 48: Pure intentions

When the class was over, I ran in the direction of instructor Astrid’s office, ignoring all the envious stares.

’Heh! Their stares only make me stronger, idiots, they wish they could be me and spend time with instructor Astrid. Hehehehe…’

I internally scoffed at these mismatched kids who wanted to have my place, but without pausing for a moment I headed towards Instructor Astrid’s office.

Knock…knock

“go ahead”

The moment I entered, I could see the instructor buried in a mountain of papers; I couldn’t even contemplate her beauty because of those damned papers.

“What a good time, student Christian, you can help me look through these papers. See if there are any mistakes in them, and if you have any doubts, ask me. The ones on that side are rune papers. Solve the ones you can, and the ones you can’t, leave them to me to solve later. Also, help me create a quiz for the rest of the students. Don’t worry, as a privilege of being my assistant, you will get the highest score.”

Without even looking at me, he started to tell me what to do without stopping. He was a responsible person, serious about his work and very methodical, which was respectable.

I was not surprised; I already knew it would be like this from the memories of my alternative self and I was prepared.

My alternative self, although not an assistant from the beginning like me, was able to become her assistant when the former resigned due to the amount of work involved in being an assistant to this instructor.

he spared no effort and, although he failed the first time to become an assistant, he began to study the runes that he had ignored up to that point.The light affinity skill (EX) could, to some extent, cover his lack of this knowledge, so he never paid special attention to runes until that time.

With tenacity and a lot of motivation (lust), my alternate self studied enough to become the assistant to the instructor Astrid.

With the same motivation, he performed his work without complaint, even without possessing the art of lust that strengthened the user based on the power of friendship (lust).

He was unstoppable and knew how to do the job properly, becoming a person who handled runes with great mastery.

All this with the motivation to create a chance with the instructor, but, although he managed to create a good impression with her, the biggest problem was that he was a woman.

the instructor didn’t even think of my alter ego as a potential love interest, and at the end of the year, he confessed to her, was politely rebuffed causing my alter ego to let out manly tears of frustration (he cried like a girl for days).

’But I am different now. I come here as a man and with a plan. This is also for my alternative self. I will fulfil the wish he could never fulfil’

With determination and fire in my heart, I started first impressing her and handling that huge amount of paperwork.

I masterfully handled everything that was assigned to me quickly and efficiently, yet it took me more than three hours.

from eight in the morning until four in the afternoon was the class period, plus three hours of paperwork made it approximately seven in the evening and I confirmed it by looking at my watch.

The instructor also seemed to have finished her work, so she could appreciate what i had done. Instructor Astrid was impressed after she took a quick look at my finished work.

“Well done, student Christian. Truly your work is impeccable, you have helped me a lot by freeing me from my work. You have earned a lot of credit for this. You must be tired.”

“Thank you, instructor. It was actually very interesting to do it.”

’That was a lie’. I didn’t like having to go through so many runes and papers. But I had to earn his favour. So, at that point, I stood up and stretched, pretending that my joints and other body parts were stiff from work.

When I was actually in better shape than ever, as I was being empowered by the art of lust, I drew the power of friendship by imagining how I was deepening very strongly the friendship with the instructor Astrid.

I was cooler than when I started, but for the sake of appearances and the plan, I pretended to be stiff.

“Ugg… phew, what a nuisance.”

“It’s all right, Student Christian.”

“Yes, I’m fine. By the way, Instructor Astrid, since I’ll be your assistant for a long time, you don’t need to call me Student Christian. You can just call me Christian or Chris, at least when we’re working alone. That way it won’t be awkward, will it?”

“You’re absolutely right. In fact, there’s no need for such formality. It’s nice to have a comfortable working environment. You can call me Miss Astrid.

“Of course, Miss Astrid.”

“….” I guess you agree with this proposal of mine, so I continue with the main point, I just wanted to relax the atmosphere a bit.

“So, going back to before, I’m a bit stiff, nothing serious”.

“Well, that’s what happens when you work at a desk for a long time. You get used to it eventually.

“True, but I have a friend who’s good at giving massages. She used to be Silvercrest’s maid, so I can relieve myself by going to see her.”

“Oh, that’s great. I hope that tomorrow, when you go back to the assistant role, you’ll be just as motivated.”

She and I began to have a little chat as I slowly guided her to the point she wanted to get to, so far she acts like a teacher would to her student and talks like an instructor should talk to a student.

I wanted to bring out her true self to have a real conversation, but I know it will be difficult.

She is like Elena that professionalism is required in the job so as long as she is an instructor she will act nothing more than an instructor without showing anything personal about herself.

I just have to be patient and start to gradually take her out of her role as an instructor.

“In fact, it is a technique that is only taught at Silvercrest. I can practice it myself and I’m very good at it.”

“I see you have many talents.”

“In fact, Miss Astrid, I have gained experience over the years and I have noticed from the way you walk that you have problems with stiffness in your body. Even if you have become accustomed to discomfort, it does not eliminate it, and I see you have accumulated a lot of it.”

’Wearing those huge things has certainly taken its toll on you, something that for me is convenient.’

I have almost no massage experience, but certainly the art of lust plus the eyes of lust allowed me to see and understand a lot of the body, so you really do have a lot of issues that I can easily see even through that big annoying dressing gown.

“Is that right? Well, that makes sense. Looks like I need to get checked out by a professional.”

’No, damn it, that’s not what I meant.’

She doesn’t seem to understand me or just ignores it, damn, this seemed easier when I saw it in hentai and porn (because it’s fiction).

It’s always so easy to end up in a compromising situation, which could easily lead to sexual scenes, but I found out that it’s not so easy, when you try it personally (seriously) .

Unfortunately in real life one has to give it all to gain a woman’s trust and on top of that it’s just that and having physical contact requires another supreme effort.

’haaahh… life is unfair’ but I couldn’t let it go, I gathered in me and channeled all the experiences I gathered in my past life, where I saw real scenarios of students achieving their task with instructors (it was acted out) in order to follow this to the end.

“I mean, Miss Astrid, that won’t be necessary. Like I said, I’m very good at this. And I can give you a shoulder massage, how about that?”

At that moment, her gaze, always calm, narrowed a bit as she watched me to see if I had ulterior motives.

I was afraid he would discover that I had bad intentions towards his body, but I had countermeasures ready.

I pulled out the trick I learned recently, which was to stimulate the blessing of the Goddess of Purity, and give myself an aura of natural purity, literally demonstrating that nothing but pure intentions free of any desires were coming out of me.

It’s something I only mastered a few days before coming to the academy and something I had prepared for this moment, as it’s a good trick to fool people with good instincts and I knew the instructor had them.

“You don’t have to worry miss, it’s not that invasive of a massage. I’ll just touch her shoulders and do it over her clothes. I just want the instructor to be healthy.”

“Ummm…”

“…”

She still looked at me suspiciously, but I simply remained still emitting an aura of pure intentions.

“Okay, but if I think you’re doing anything improper, you’ll be fired as my assistant.”

’That’s right, he took the bait.’

But after thinking it over, he seemed to find no harm in trying and agreed to my proposal.

“Of course, Miss Astrid, my intentions are absolutely pure.”

’Your body will be mine, huehuehue.’

My words and thoughts could not be more opposite.

At that moment I asked her to sit on the couch as I moved behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders and began to massage.

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