[Mission accomplished, Han Seo-Jin!]
That’s why Olivia, Rin, Eri, Makoto, and Han Seo-Jin found themselves facing Kasumi, Aris, and Seira in a swimsuit store.
“Senior President? Headmaster? What are you doing here?!”
Olivia, who only knew that Kasumi would be joining them, gasped in surprise at the unexpected presence of Aris and the headmaster.
“I brought her. Miss Bonaparte. Isn’t it nice to shop together?”
It was Kasumi who responded to Olivia’s statement, giggling behind her hand.
Shopping together sounds great.
At that perfectly reasonable response, Olivia scratched her cheek, feeling a bit awkward.
“Ah, well, I didn’t really mean to say anything…”
To be honest, she wasn’t thrilled about more people joining in.
She had wanted to go shopping just the two of them.
But kind-hearted Olivia didn’t show any hint of her true feelings.
Besides, they were Kasumi and Aris.
The people who saved her.
She couldn’t be mean to those she owed favors to.
“Well, shall we start by picking out swimsuits?”
“Sure! What kind of swimsuit will the princess wear?”
“When you think summer, you think swimsuits, and swimsuits mean bikinis. I will wear a bikini!”
Just as Olivia awkwardly tried to change the topic, Eri struck up a conversation, and Rin confidently declared that she would go for a bikini.
“A, a bikini…?! Shinozaki, you’re being such a scoundrel right now…!”
“It’s the perfect chance to appeal to him with the greatest weapon of a woman—her bountiful breasts—through the legitimate means of a swimsuit. What’s there to be embarrassed about, Bonaparte? A swimsuit is a woman’s ultimate weapon!”
With a sassy pose, Rin placed her hand on her chest and spoke with confidence.
“Ah, but still… a bikini is, um, too embarrassing… It’s just like underwear…”
Olivia’s face turned red at Rin’s unabashed confidence, and while it wasn’t wrong, a bikini was still too much for her.
While Olivia was fumbling with her words, Makoto suddenly appeared next to Rin by the bikini corner.
“Shinozaki is right. I… I will wear a competition swimsuit too. If my horrible chest can please him… then…”
Makoto mumbled as she gazed seriously at the bikinis, her heart pounding and her cheeks flushed.
It was embarrassing.
The thought of exposing her excessively large chest in a bikini was mortifying.
Yet, more than that, she wanted to be loved by him.
That fact gave Makoto courage.
“That’s right! You’re doing great, Kamiya! Your chest is not ugly. A bountiful chest symbolizes motherhood and is a source of pride for a woman. I’ve heard men like bigger chests too, so keep being proud of it.”
With a smile, Rin patted Makoto’s shoulder as she spoke.
“Ha, haha wa wa wa wa…”
Just as Makoto was blushing from Rin’s obvious encouragement, suddenly—
Wham!
Eri jumped on Makoto from behind.
Mako expounds on their summer plans and how to captivate Kim Deok-Sung.
Nishizawa, with both hands aimed at Mako’s sensitive area, teases, “Mako-ppie! Still rocking those incredible breast sizes!”
“Ahh! Nishizawa-sama! Don’t! Haa♥”
A moan escapes Mako’s lips.
Upon hearing “Nishizawa,” Eri pouts, “Mako-ppie, are you still calling me Nishizawa-sama? Eri-ling feels neglected. Just call me Eri!”
“B-but! Ugh! Kyaah!”
“If you keep calling me Nishizawa and not Eri, I’ll tease you even more!”
“Eri-chan! I get it, so stop already!”
Only then does Eri release her grip.
Meanwhile, Kasumi is busy picking out swimsuits.
“Which swimsuit should I go for? What do you think, senpai? Which between this one and that one would best highlight a mature charm to the junior?”
Kasumi holds up two different one-piece swimsuits, asking Aris, who stands nearby.
Aris replies gruffly, “Why are you asking me that, Hoshino?”
“Because you’re also in the same age group! Oh dear, weren’t you here to buy a swimsuit too?”
With half-open eyes, Kasumi lightly pokes Aris.
“That’s….”
Aris is at a loss for words.
From a distance, the Headmaster, Seira, watches the bustling scene of girls shopping for swimsuits with a bit of envy.
“Ah, youth.”
Bitterness fills her mouth.
‘If I were just 40 years younger, I could confidently join them over there…’
She barely swallows those words that rise up her throat.
She, too, wants to choose a swimsuit.
Just then, as that desire writhes within Seira, she hears a voice in her ear.
“Do you wish to enjoy summer with Kim Deok-Sung, Headmaster?”
Seira turns her head.
Narrowing her eyes, she spots the owner of the voice.
“Who are you…?”
A stunning woman with gray bobbed hair, Han Seo-Jin gazes at Seira with a faint smile and transparent gray eyes.
In a calm yet seductive tone, Han Seo-Jin states, “I have a clever idea.”
Her gray eyes gleam.
“I’m already feeling intimidated.”
“A clever idea?” Seira tilts her head in confusion.
“Yes indeed.”
Han Seo-Jin speaks confidently.
Seira’s red eyes narrow as she processes Han Seo-Jin’s words.
There’s no connection between them.
However, she knows very well who Han Seo-Jin is.
“You’re… the little one’s attendant, right? Your name was… Han Seo-Jin, wasn’t it?”
A glimmer of wariness shines in Seira’s red eyes.
“That’s correct.”
Han Seo-Jin responds unflinchingly.
“What do you plan to do with the only hero asset in South Korea, the little one? Surely, you aren’t thinking of exploiting him under the guise of national interest and patriotism?”
In the confines of Shuo Academy, there’s no information the Headmaster isn’t privy to.
She’s already investigated Seira since Kim Deok-Sung first showed interest in her.
“If you approached me for that, I want to tell you it’s a big mistake. Just because my body is young doesn’t mean my mind is juvenile…”
“It seems like there’s a misunderstanding, Headmaster.”
Han Seo-Jin cuts in sharply.
“As you stated, my identity is that of a National Intelligence Service agent. National interest and patriotism are indeed important. However…”
Han Seo-Jin’s gray eyes blaze with cold madness.
The intensity of her gaze makes Seira take a step back.
“No value can come before Kim Deok-Sung’s happiness. To me, there’s only one person—Kim Deok-Sung. I’ve resolved to devote my body, mind, soul, and life completely to him.”
Han Seo-Jin’s expression turns icy.
“Thus, such misunderstandings are quite unpleasant, Headmaster.”
The gray gaze of Han Seo-Jin clashed with the red gaze of the Association President in the air.
After a brief mental battle, Seira took a step back.
“Indeed, your gaze speaks the truth, my child. I apologize for my misunderstanding.”
“Thank you for the apology.”
Han Seo-Jin gave a light nod.
Seeing this, Seira smiled.
“What a well-mannered child. So, what exactly is this plan of yours? I’m quite intrigued, so do tell.”
Seira spoke to Han Seo-Jin.
Though she boasted that she would hear the clever plan, her eyes and ears were already focused on Han Seo-Jin’s lips.
I want to go to Okinawa.
I don’t want to fall behind other competitors.
The dark desire in Seira’s heart was flicking its tongue.
“Please summon the Association President.”
“The Association President?”
“I don’t know why, but if going alone feels burdensome, we could invite the Association President under the pretense of welcoming a royal guest from England as a reason for him to join us for summer school. I heard the princess from England is coming as well.”
At Han Seo-Jin’s words, Seira’s eyes sparkled.
The reason she couldn’t leave the academy was because of the Professor.
But if the Association President Ichiro, who was also an EX-rank hero, accompanied them?
Certainly, the Professor wouldn’t dare to touch her.
If she asked the Association for help regarding the academy’s defense in her absence, Ichiro, who knew the secrets of the academy’s underground ruins, could send his right-hand man and EX-rank hero Vice-President Meow (冥王).
And with Han Seo-Jin’s claim of welcoming a royal guest from England as a perfect justification.
It certainly was a clever plan.
However, feeling indebted to Ichiro was a slight concern, but it was something she could bear.
“······It doesn’t seem like a bad idea. It’s quite usable.”
Swish.
Seira opened her lace fan and hid her face.
Her lips were twitching.
She could go to summer school.
She could show him her swimsuit.
Thinking about that made it hard to control her heart, which was racing like a teenage girl.
‘This is just, uh, all for welcoming the royal guest. Nothing more!’
Seira bit her lip and shook her head slightly.
Han Seo-Jin’s whispers crept into her ears as she struggled to suppress her boiling desires.
“Both the English princess and the Association President, as well as the students from Shuo Hero Academy, will all be looking forward to the President’s appearance at this summer school. No one could possibly not admire the legendary hero, the White Empress, who holds one of the Five Crowns.”
Seira’s red eyes flickered.
In that moment, Han Seo-Jin smiled inwardly.
The only survivor of the Five Crowns.
The White Empress.
The President of Shuo Hero Academy.
An EX-rank hero with a proud heart is just a woman in front of someone she loves.
It’s just her pride from a flashy title and her age that keeps her from stepping forward.
‘So, if I provide a reasonable excuse and give a little nudge, she’ll easily fall for it. She’ll pretend to be reluctant.’
Han Seo-Jin’s gaze turned to Seira.
The EX-rank hero Seira was a key player in the harem plan.
With her power as the only survivor of the Five Crowns and the President of Shuo Hero Academy, the progress of the harem plan would speed up and ease Kim Deok-Sung’s burdens considerably.
Thus, she had to be recruited.
“Well, if that’s the case… It seems I have no choice. Since the White Empress wishes to see me so much… I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to show my face once.”
Seira fluttered her fan as she spoke.
The corner of her lips twitched behind the fan.
“That sounds good. Thank you for your reply, President.”
“Ahem. Yes.”
“Since it’s a rare visit, wouldn’t it be okay to not show the swimsuit? If the President goes to summer school, there may arise a chance to wear a swimsuit.”
At Han Seo-Jin’s subtle suggestion, Seira nodded.
The dog nods.
“That’s… I see.”
Han Seo-Jin is right.
It’s not mandatory to wear a swimsuit, but there might come a time when it would be needed.
I didn’t have the foolish delusion of luring the little one with a swimsuit.
“Being prepared for any situation is the mark of a true hero. Hm. Got it.”
Seira, who found a good excuse of being prepared for the unexpected, moves towards the swimsuit section.
“Did you say Han Seo-Jin? Can you check out some swimsuits for me? Not that I’m definitely going to wear one, just in case.”
Receiving Seira’s intense gaze, Han Seo-Jin nods slightly.
“Of course, President.”
A small smile appears at the corners of Han Seo-Jin’s mouth.
The Harem Plan was sailing smoothly today as well.
*
It had already been half a day sitting in front of the swimsuit store.
Having barely withstood the boredom, I’d already gulped down more than three smoothies from a nearby café, and just as I threw my fourth smoothie cup into the nearby trash can…
Ding ding.
With the sound of the bell, the store door finally opens.
“Ah, what a satisfying shopping trip after a long time!”
The first to come out is Olivia.
She stretches her arms as if feeling drowsy, saying:
“Mm-mm. This time, I agree with you. Bonaparte. It was fruitful shopping.”
Rustle.
Next, Rin emerges, clutching what looks like a precious paper bag filled with swimsuits.
It looks like it’s finally over.
‘I thought I was going to die of boredom.’
[Oh dear, partner. Cultivate some patience. And didn’t I entertain you a lot?]
‘Weren’t you bored too?’
[That’s…]
The Black Prince trails off.
[Hmm. I’ll refrain from commenting.]
Yeah, it was definitely boring.
It’s hard to believe a guy would be tired of this.
Just as I clicked my tongue at the Black Prince’s response…
“Master! Were you very bored? I’m sorry it took so long. Did you wait a lot?”
Nishizawa Eri’s orange hair suddenly appears in front of me.
“I waited a lot.”
The moment I replied bluntly to her, my stomach growls loudly.
“Master? Are you hungry?”
“Mr. Kim Deok-Sung, if you’re hungry, you could have let us know beforehand.”
“Junior! Is there anything you’d like to eat?”
“Master! Should Eri-chan cook for you?”
As soon as they heard my stomach rumble, Makoto, Aris, Kasumi, and Eri all responded.
Wait a minute.
Aris?
Why is Aris here?
Just then, my head fills with question marks.
“Hmm. Looks like our little one is quite hungry. Just in time for meal time… Today, I’ll treat my lovely academy students to dinner.”
Click, clack.
With the sound of heels, Seira appears in a black Gothic dress, opening her lace fan.
And behind her stands the beautiful Han Seo-Jin in a black suit.
Han Seo-Jin and Seira together. What kind of combination is this? And when did the president arrive?
“I’ll treat our little one, who has been waiting so long, to an expensive course meal, so everyone just trust me and follow along.”
Seira flutters her fan and winks at me.
Ugh.
What a mess, really.
But then again, they’re treating me to an expensive meal, so I’m a bit curious.
Looks like the shopping is finally over.
I stand up.
“Then, let’s go.”
I follow the president’s lead, leaving the hellish shopping mall with the group.
Once the shopping was over, the last thing was enjoying a high-class course meal at a fine dining restaurant, courtesy of Seira, wrapping up the shopping completely.
After shopping, when I returned to the dorm, I hit the bed right after showering.
The fluffy mattress wrapped around my whole body.
What a mentally draining day it had been.
If this shopping was such a pain, I can’t even imagine what kind of hellish events await at the beach.
I’m already feeling scared.
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