The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy-Chapter 444: The Beginning Of The End [CVI]

"Today’s the final day in here..." Aestrea muttered softly, looking up at the bright blue sky filled with clouds.

After the star shower, he, Violet, and Alaine returned to the palace, but they didn’t have sex or anything like that.

He had felt Violet’s nervous excitement beneath her growing confidence.

For someone like her, who had only begun to open her heart, he wanted her first time to be something remembered without pressure.

As for Alaine... they’ve already had sex before, but since it was a date with the two of them, he didn’t try to make a move out of respect for Violet.

And currently, he was waiting for both Isabella and Vivian.

"Haah..."

Unlike the other dates, Aestrea made sure to get over two hours early, precisely because he knew that those two were going to try and get there earlier than him.

But even so, it was already midnight, since their date was actually at 2 AM... this was because both Isabella and Vivan had a few other things to do, and couldn’t actually be the entire day with him.

And just as he had expected, in the distance, two gorgeous women were already walking towards him with a surprised look on their faces.

On the left was Isabella.

Her long silver hair flowed down past her waist, smooth as silk, the tips glowing faintly with cyan-green neon hues.

Her emerald green eyes were sharp and alive, looking at Aestrea, whose gaze was sweeping through her body.

She wore a fitted white dress with a high slit running along one thigh, the fabric hugging her curves without shame.

The neckline dipped low, framing her full chest in a bold yet elegant way, trimmed with thin emerald embroidery that matched her eyes.

The dress cinched at a wasp-thin waist and flared out over her wide, shapely hips and enormous, perfectly sculpted ass.

Gold accents circled her wrists and throat, subtle yet regal.

From their first meeting, Aestrea didn’t have the time to truly look at her, but she somehow had become even more charming than before.

Not to mention the dress that she was wearing, including those accessories that truly brought out her beauty as the sole queen of the Human Kingdom.

On the right was Vivian.

Her mid-length velvet red hair framed her face in soft waves, deep and rich like dark wine. One black vertical pupil rested within each crimson eye, giving her gaze a sharp, almost predatory beauty.

Her devil horns had grown longer since he last saw her, curving backward in a smooth arch above her head, polished and elegant rather than wild.

She wore a tight black dress that clung to her hourglass figure, the fabric shimmering faintly like obsidian under sunlight.

The neckline plunged low, openly revealing her cleavage, yet Aestrea noticed the thin, almost invisible barrier woven between the curves of her chest.

A small enchantment... one that parted only for his sight.

To anyone else, even Isabella, the view would appear hidden by clothes.

This caused Aestrea to smile lightly.

The dress wrapped tightly around her waist before embracing the generous curve of her hips, trailing down into a sleek, form-fitting skirt that accentuated every step.

Silver chains hung lightly at her hips, adding contrast to the dark fabric.

Her figure was a flawless hourglass, with a narrow waist that flared dramatically into wide, rounded hips and a peach-like ass that the dress she wore showcased to perfection.

"...How come you’re already here?" Isabella asked in surprise, her eyes lighting up briefly as she looked over him.

"That suit really does fit you~" Vivian commented directly.

Aestrea smiled lightly at their compliments as he made sure to dress up extra carefully.

He wore a fitted black suit tailored close to his frame, simple at first glance, yet detailed upon closer look.

Thin silver embroidery traced along the edges of the collar and cuffs, subtle patterns that caught the light when he moved.

The dark fabric sharpened the line of his shoulders and chest, while the silver accents echoed the pale tone of his snow-white hair.

His hair remained slightly messy as always, falling loosely around his face in soft layers.

The unruly strands softened his look, keeping his youth visible, yet between his brows there was a very faint sharpness, the extremely attractive kind.

"Why are you here so early?" Isabella crossed her arms under her chest, which only lifted it higher as she eyed him.

"Did you plan to surprise us or something?" Vivian added with a faint smile.

Aestrea merely adjusted his cuff casually.

"Maybe I was simply excited for today."

"Excited, hm?" Isabella stepped closer, her heels clicking lightly against the stone as she circled him once.

"You dressed like this knowing we would lose focus," she said, though her tone held more admiration than accusation.

Vivian did not circle.

She walked straight up to him until only a breath separated them. Her finger hooked lightly into the edge of his embroidered collar.

"If you look like this," she murmured in an enticing tone, "we might as well skip the polite part of the evening."

"Straight to a motel, perhaps?" Isabella raised an eyebrow.

"I was thinking something far less subtle," Vivian glanced sideways at her with a smile.

Aestrea remained calm, his hands resting loosely at his sides as both women stood close enough to feel his body heat.

"I see," he nodded lightly.

"So this is the level of patience you two prepared tonight?"

"Patience is for people who doubt their chances." Vivian’s lips curved slightly, licking her lips as her fingers gently brushed against his chest.

Isabella tilted her head, her silver hair sliding over her shoulder. "And I do not intend to waste time pretending I don’t know what I want."

She also reached forward and smoothed a hand over his chest, her fingers gently tracing along the silver embroidery.

"This suit was a mistake," she added softly.

"You look too tempting~."

Vivian leaned closer to him, her horns coming into his complete view, giving him a few not-so-family-friendly thoughts.

"You should be careful. I don’t mind fighting for your attention."

Aestrea looked between them.

"Fighting?" he repeated.

His hand lifted, resting briefly at Vivian’s waist before sliding away just as easily.

"You two seem quite confident."

"Should we not be?" Isabella stepped nearer from his other side, her body almost brushing against his arm.

"Unless you prefer us shy?" Vivian’s black pupil narrowed slightly as she lifted her chin

He chuckled under his breath.

"No. I actually prefer you honest."

Isabella’s smile sharpened in an instant.

"Then let me be honest..." Her voice dropped lower. "If you keep looking at me like that, I will not behave in public~"

"As if you ever behave," Vivian chuckled lightly.

She leaned close to his ear, her breath ghosting over the shell of his ear. "Though... if you wished, we could take this somewhere more private. I would not complain."

Aestrea glanced down at her.

"You both rushed here early for that?"

"We rushed here because for the rest of today... You’re all ours~" Vivian’s fingers slid down his sleeve, brushing over his hand before letting go.

Isabella also nodded at her words, giving Aestrea a charming smile.

Aestre also smiled, and without further ado, he led them to the first way of their date, a high-class restaurant.

"This..."

Upon arriving, the two women were a little shocked.

Built from white marble and dark crystal stone, the structure rose like a palace of its own.

Tall glass windows reflected the moonlight, while golden chandeliers burned warmly inside, their glow spilling down the wide staircase at the entrance.

Two uniformed attendants stood at the doors, bowing the moment they recognized Aestrea.

Isabella stopped halfway up the steps.

"...You brought us here?"

"This place requires reservations months in advance..." Vivian’s eyes narrowed with interest as she glanced up at the towering building.

This was a special restaurant, one that even the Queen, Isabella, couldn’t simply barge in because it was directly protected by the other three kingdoms.

It was the most famous and delicious restaurant in the whole world, with the best chefs and staff.

As for how Aestrea got a reservation...

"It was nothing... I just had a friendly exchange with the owner," he smiled innocently.

They stepped inside, and the atmosphere changed into luxury instantly.

Soft music drifted through the air from an unseen orchestra balcony.

Crystal glasses shimmered under layered chandeliers.

Each table was spaced generously apart, giving privacy without isolation. The scent of aged wine and fine cuisine lingered warmly.

Even at midnight, the restaurant was alive.

Not crowded, only select guests remained, dressed in silk and jewels, their low conversations blending into a refined background noise.

Vivian stepped closer to him as they walked in, her heels tapping gently against the polished floor.

"So this is how you plan to keep us distracted," she teased. "Feed us until we forget other... ideas."

"He knows we appreciate finer things." Isabella glanced sideways at her but smiled faintly.

They were guided to a private balcony overlooking the city lights below. From here, the rooftops stretched endlessly, lanterns glowing like scattered embers in the dark.

The table was round, draped in deep red silk.

A single tall candle burned at its center.

Isabella sat first, crossing one leg over the other with smooth elegance. The slit in her dress shifted slightly, revealing a graceful line of thigh before settling again.

Vivian took the seat beside Aestrea without hesitation, her body angled just slightly toward him, close enough for her bare arm to brush against his sleeve.

Menus were placed before them, though the chef had already prepared a midnight selection.

"Midnight dining is far more intimate..." Vivian leaned her chin on her hand, her black pupils resting squarely on him.

"Indeed... especially in a private room like this, with no eyes to pry or any background noise except the elegant music," Isabella nodded once.

A waiter poured dark red wine into their glasses before retreating.

The candlelight flickered across Isabella’s emerald gaze, softening her usual sharpness into something warmer.

"You surprised us tonight," she admitted.

Vivian lifted her glass, swirling the wine slowly.

"I expected you to try and outplay us, but I did not expect... this."

Aestrea lifted his own glass but did not drink yet.

"You two thought I would lose?"

"We hoped so..." Isabella shook his head with a smile.

"It would have been fun to see you flustered," Vivian added.

He finally took a slow sip of wine, savoring its taste before looking at both of them with a lazy yet extremely familiar smile.

"And miss the chance to see you both stunned at midnight?"