After eating dinner together, everyone gathered in my room. The women chattered excitedly.

"Ufufufu, Saintess! You sang so well earlier!"

Lumina chimed in after Aki.

"Kekeke, agreed! Saintess, you're quite something, aren't you?"

My auntie smiled haughtily as always. She was captivating.

"Hmph, this much is basic. Aki, your dance moves were no joke, though? Especially that hip sway..."

"Oh my!♥"

"And Lumina, that level of shuffle dance. It's beyond what a human could follow."

"Uhahahahaha!"

The women praised each other, solidifying their bond.

It was a good sight. A truly good sight, but...

"Um, it's great that the atmosphere is good and you've all gotten close. But why in my room...?"

Do it in your own rooms, please. I saw you all getting close while playing outside.

My auntie turned her head and retorted coldly.

"To find a solution, of course! Lucian, what are you going to do now? Didn't you say you'd solve the problem?"

Heh, Auntie is cold. But I don't dislike it. I actually like it.

The women looked at me as if testing me. It was time to reveal what I had been thinking.

"First, I'll target Count Sanji. He's the top priority."

At my words, Lumina asked.

"But he's a Count, isn't he? How?"

"Count Sanji is quite influential in this capital... no, in this game. Even if he commits all sorts of corruption, many people turn a blind eye."

Aki raised her hand, like a student eager to present.

"Yes, I know too! I heard about him occasionally from Weaverpool! He's super famous!"

Yes, he was not just famous, he was infamous. What made Sanji better than James was that at least Sanji didn't bother with a fake image.

Compared to him, James hid a politician-level cunning.

"Wait, I understand that Count Sanji is a big obstacle if we want to get rid of James. But he's also the Vice-Principal of the Legion Academy, isn't he?"

This was the problem. As my auntie pointed out, Sanji was the Vice-Principal of the Legion Academy.

Because of this, he usually resided in the academy, which had the best security, avoiding assassination threats.

"Yes, even if it's an honorary position, as the Vice-Principal of the Legion Academy, he frequently goes there to prevent any potential assassination threats in advance."

That was Count Sanji's characteristic.

On the surface, he openly committed corruption and oppressed even his allies.

But in reality, he was quite good at using his head to hide his weaknesses.

"That's probably why this kind of bastard has survived until now."

As far as I knew, Count Sanji's skill level was in the Expert tier.

You might think that was amazing, but this level of skill was common in the capital.

Didn't that drunkard causing a ruckus at the cafe also have an Expert-level rating?

"At best, it's the skill level of a Regular Knight. But a head-on confrontation wouldn't be easy either."

Unlike Runners, who were all somewhat similar, the difference became much greater from Expert onwards.

Even if it was just a one-tier difference, if you didn't create a variable, the lower-level opponent was likely to lose.

"That's why when I fought Kelsas, the finish was ultimately on the ground."

I needed that variable. And I needed a way to make that variable work right now.

My auntie nodded.

"The Legion Academy is a military educational institution, so its security is good."

There was probably no place with better security than an academy. In academy novels, things blew up and got raided all the time, but...

That was a cliché. In reality, it was the best among places with good security.

"I've thought of something regarding that. Ahem."

"Infiltration, I presume?"

"Yes, as expected of Auntie."

When I praised her, my aunt added.

"The Legion Academy is a military educational institution, but it's known for not having strict inspections."

Lumina twitched her rabbit ears and tilted her head.

"Why is that?"

"Because it's famous for actively encouraging religious activities. Religion also implies freedom, you see."

At my auntie answer, Lumina's expression became even more confused. Of course.

Since Lumina was a beastkin, she wouldn't know the history of religious persecution in human history. She probably wouldn't even care.

"Religion and freedom? Are they the same thing?"

Aki smiled contentedly and subtly interjected. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"But I heard that Count Sanji was a former Regular Knight. Aren't Regular Knights superhumans?"

So he even had the background of being a former Regular Knight. A Regular Knight in the Empire referred to a formal knight.

A rank that truly rampaged on the battlefield, receiving orders from commanders.

It might seem like the lowest step among knight ranks, making them look like pushovers, but to ordinary people, they were superhumans, no different from superheroes.

I understood Aki's concern. Even if I succeeded in infiltrating by luck, the difficult task of facing a Regular Knight-level opponent head-on remained.

But what did I have? Titles. A great variety of titles!

"So, about that... I have a favor to ask of you all."

"Of us? You mean we're going to storm in together? That's it, right?!"

Lumina hurried, as if urging me to answer quickly. I just shook my head.

"No, since I'm the Hero anyway, dealing with Sanji is my responsibility."

"Weren't we allowed to fight together?"

"I don't know about other places, but in the academy, there are many eyes, and there's a risk of the Hero Party's image deteriorating."

It was already an era where many Heroes transformed into rioters or delinquents.

Especially in times like these, I had to be more careful.

I sighed and continued.

"Therefore, it's right for me to take care of Sanji alone, even if it means 'burying' him."

"Lucian, can you do it?"

"I have a method. It's... cross-dressing."

To think such words would come out of my mouth. I was already feeling the post-nut clarity, wasn't I?

At my words, all the women were shocked. What was surprising was that their faces brightened up in just three seconds.

"Cross-dressing?!"

***

Early evening.

The guard post at the main gate of Legion Academy.

Sharia approached, dressed in her Saintess robes, exuding dignity. Someone followed by her side.

One of the cadets shouted for them to stop.

"Stop! Excuse me, but what is your business here?"

"I am the Elite Class Saintess. Is Count Sanji present?"

"Yes, he is."

"I've come to make an investment with Count Sanji. This should be enough, shouldn't it?"

Sharia spoke as if she already knew everything. When the cadet tilted his head, another cadet behind him chided him.

"Hey, let them through. What are you doing?"

"Huh? What's an investment?"

"Ugh, you ignorant piece of trash. They've come to give a gift to Count Sanji, and that little girl there is the gift."

The cadet pointed to the hooded figure next to Sharia. The first cadet chuckled and stepped aside.

I subtly glanced at the academy visible beyond the guard post.

I wondered if the academy was always like this. There must be pretty female professors and instructors here too.

"You have to go alone now. Are you really okay?"

"Yes, Auntie."

Lucian's cross-dressed appearance was subtly revealed.

To hide his unique eyes, he wore orange magic-engineering lenses that glowed.

He also tied his hair into a braided bun using a hair-creation scroll. With padding added and a white dress, he was undeniably a beautiful girl.

Lucian reproached himself.

"Fuck, I'm a beautiful girl?! No, I'm a man!"

Every minute, every second he breathed was a continuous stream of post-nut clarity.

He entered the academy alone. The cadet guided him, casting lecherous glances.

"Where are you from?"

"The sou...th."

The voice-altering magic had a short duration, but it was enough to last for now.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I don't."

"Well, if you had a boyfriend and came here, you'd be a fucking bitch. Hehe!"

Lucian lowered his head. It wasn't out of embarrassment, but his head felt heavy, perhaps because he had more hair than usual.

The cadet subtly pressed his body close. He fondled Lucian's buttocks.

"This son of a bitch?"

Lucian gritted his teeth, but the cadet just kept talking.

"I don't usually like short girls. Oh, but you're pretty."

"I, I..."

"Are you shy? Kyaa, you're so damn cute. If it weren't for the Count, I'd... Khuhuhu."

Compared to the cadet who was wriggling with delight, Lucian was seething with rage.

"You motherfucker, you're really dead. You bastard."

They arrived at the Vice-Principal's office. The cadet bowed like a gentleman.

"I hope you have a good time."

"Thank you."

With his hand on the doorknob, Lucian hesitated for a moment. A big fight was about to break out.

Could he survive? But it might be surprisingly easy.

"Because I'm no longer weak. I'll show them my own battle. Show and Prove! Show and Proveeeeeee!"

Shouting the motto he always chanted, he turned the doorknob.

***

I opened the door and stepped inside. A corpulent, middle-aged East Asian man was drinking alcohol.

His eyes met mine.

"Who are you?"

"Um, well... Saintess brought me. I..I am the investment..."

I deliberately answered demurely. Even if it was a strategy, cross-dressing? This was truly fucking ridiculous.

Sanji, who had been thinking for a moment, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Hahaha, so even Saintesses are flattering me now? Well, I am a Count, after all. Why offer up young girls instead of their own bodies, if possible? Hehehe."

Sanji stood up. He was taller than I expected. And his beer belly was damn huge.

Sanji approached me and reached out his hand. He immediately touched my chest, no, my padding.

Grab! Squeeze, squeeze.

"Hngh!"

"What's our pretty girl's name?"

"Heh, heuk..."

"Alright, don't be nervous. It's okay. Just think of me as a friendly neighborhood older brother and relax!"

I was dumbfounded.

'Friendly older brother, my ass. You bastard, I'll kill you brutally. Revolutionarily!'

I said the name I had carefully chosen with the women. It made me unnecessarily nervous.

"It's Rasha..."

"Rasha! What a pretty name. Your chest feels nice too, doesn't it? Now, your thighs..."

Grab, squeeze, squeeze.

Sanji fondled my thighs. He tilted his head.

"Hmm, they're a bit thick."

"Heu, I've been exercising a bit..."

"Why would a woman exercise? She should just be protected by men! Khuhuhuhu! Next is..."

He moved his gaze to my crotch. Truly disgusting.

If I, a man, felt this way, how must the women who suffered at this bastard's hands have felt?

'Especially that store manager. Her husband is this, Sanji? Every day must be a nightmare.'

I suddenly felt sympathy for her, and a desire to save her. To think she had to marry this non-human bastard. It was pitiful.

I subtly distanced myself from Sanji.

"Oh, Count. Shouldn't you save the pleasure for later?"

'I didn't say that, no! Fucking hell!'

As I gritted my teeth internally, Sanji scanned my body even more lecherously.

"That just makes me more curious!"

Grab! Rustle, rustle.

Sanji finally groped my crotch with his hand. The sensation was utterly disgusting. This wouldn't do. The distance was close enough. Now was my chance!

"Huh? W-what? Something's long being touched..."

"Where do you think you're touching, you motherfucker?!"

BAM!

I punched Sanji, who had come too close, right in the eye. Watching him stumble backward, I released my disguise.

Seeing him bleeding from one eye, I shouted.

"I'll kill you!"