Chapter 16: Wait
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But even after I went to the trouble of Dispelling her enslaved state, wouldn’t you know it, Ms. Cécile cast the Magic of Subordination at me once more.
I hadn’t expected her to cast it again, so I reflexively ended up reflecting the Magic of Subordination that Ms. Cécile cast.
“Ah.”
By the time I realized what I’d done, it was already too late.
And Ms. Cécile, having had the Magic of Subordination reflected back at her once more, looked down at the Mark signifying her enslaved state that had reappeared on her chest, and gazed up at me with a bewitching smirk.
Why is it that Ms. Cécile, who had the Subordination Magic reflected back at her, is acting so composed, while I, the one who reflected it, have to feel like I’m being cornered?
Normally, it would be the other way around.
However, reality always seems to exceed my expectations in the weirdest ways. In the first place, with my past life memories returning and me actually being the character I played and meticulously nurtured in that past life, things have already skipped several stages beyond just ‘weirdly unexpected,’ making me wonder… what even is normal anymore?
However, I mustn’t let myself be fooled.
No matter how I look at it, Ms. Cécile is the strange one here. Since she’s the one acting oddly, as long as I maintain a firm attitude, there shouldn’t be any problem.
Seriously, on the very next day after regaining my past life memories, I have absolutely no desire to keep a woman by my side who, no matter how you look at it, seems like nothing but a landmine for my future.
“Just as I thought. Even though you said all those things, the fact that you reflected the Magic means that deep down, your male instincts desire me. Isn’t that the greatest proof? In other words, it also means I possess sufficient feminine charm, doesn’t it?”
“Say whatever you want. It’s useless no matter how many times you try. Next time, instead of reflecting it, I’ll nullify the activation of the Magic itself.”
When I replied firmly to Ms. Cécile, who was speaking to me with a triumphant smile, she glared at me with a sour expression, as if she’d bitten into something bitter. But the next moment, didn’t her expression change, like she’d just had a brilliant idea?
I have a bad feeling about this, so before Ms. Cécile can say anything, I should Dispel the Subordination Magic and get out of here quickly.
“Wait.”
“No, I won’t wait. There’s no idiot here who’d wait just because you told them to.”
“Oh, is that so? If you intend to Dispel my enslaved state here and leave, then I’ll just have to spread all sorts of nasty rumors about you. Let’s see… for example, how about I go around crying and telling everyone something like, ‘I served him devotedly as a sex slave, and then he just threw me away’?”