Taming The Villainesses

The conversation with the Hunter provided quite a bit of information.

He didn’t really care who Aira was or what she did.

And it didn’t seem like he acted out of anyone’s coercion or anything like that. It also appeared that this incident was not related to the suspicious guide.

However, I was not so insensitive as to not sense that an eerie conspiracy was lurking in the background.

My sensitive Half-Fairy senses could keenly discern the scent of schemes and rebellion. That fellow was just too suspicious to be left alone.

The fact that the Hunter heard voices in his head was a secret to anyone. Yet, he knew it immediately. Just who was he?

I should meet him soon and have a talk. But before that, I should deal with urgent matters first. There were plenty of things that needed my immediate attention.

With those thoughts in mind, I headed towards Professor Stella’s laboratory.

The trial by combat was just a week away. I planned to negotiate some things to appoint a champion.

However, Professor Stella’s office was closed shut, with a sign saying, ‘Away for personal reasons.’

“… What?”

Where did she go?

Seeing the dust accumulated in front of the lab, it seemed like no one had been there recently.

Then as I was looking around, someone approached me.

“Oh-! You’re the comrade who gave me cake-!”

It was an Imp with red hair and an ‘Assistant’ armband. Who was this happy star-tailed Imp again?

“Have you forgotten my name? I am Tartar-!”

“Oh right, Tartar. Weren’t you Professor Stella’s assistant? Do you, perhaps, know where she went?”

“She left to attend the shareholders’ meeting-! I don’t know when she’ll be back, but Tartar can pass on your message for you!”

“Wait, seriously?”

“It’s true-! I won’t lie to the comrade who gave me cake-!”

Didn’t she say she wanted to be the champion? But now, she was gone. This woman was truly unpredictable.

Hearing the further details from Tartar, she explained that a group of Elves came and took Professor Stella away. It was probably the work of the Bellhawk Family.

While being dragged away, Stella apparently shouted, “There’s still a way! I’ll make up for it!”

Anyway, my plan to make Stella the champion fell apart. She’d never been helpful at all. I swear I’d spank the living soul out of her someday!

In the meantime, I smacked Elga’s instead.

Jjak.

“Hyak-!”

Elga, who was rummaging through my dorm fridge, hissed like a cat poured with cold water. She then looked at me with a displeased expression.

“What was that!? Wanna die!? Did you just spank me?”

She naturally got angry after being hit in the butt for no reason.

In her hand was the honey ice cream cone that I’d been saving to eat. She had already taken a few bites, with obvious smears all over her face.

On the other, she was holding chopsticks. She most likely ate the side dishes I put away in the fridge as well.

Marmar gave me some, but now, all were probably wiped clean by Elga. She then continued with a frown.

“Hey, why did you smack my behind? And is there nothing else to eat? Aren’t there any dumplings like last time?”

“…….”

She was treating my place like her own.

It was kinda annoying.

But if I said I smacked her because of some petty resentment, she’d probably get even angrier. So, I decided to tell a little white lie.

“There was a mosquito on Elga-sama’s buttocks.”

“A mosquito?”

“Yeah, a mosquito. But I think I missed it.”

“Well, it is mosquito season…”

Elga licked the hardened honey and vanilla cream on the ice cream cone with elegance, while eyeing her surroundings.

Then, she suddenly whipped the chopsticks up my face. Thinking that my eyes were about to get poked, I flinched. But Elga’s chopsticks stopped just right in front of my nose.

“Got you.”

Wee-ing.

The chopsticks had precisely caught a mosquito by the wings as it buzzed… How fascinating… Could the human reflex really do that?

“You’re amazing to catch a mosquito with chopsticks.”

As I praised her, Elga laughed, feeling pleased with the compliment. Then, she licked the ice cream in mirth.

“This is nothing. I can precisely cut only the mosquito wings with my halberd. My prowess is just unparalleled!”

“Indeed, that’s impressive. So, do you have any plans to represent as the champion in the upcoming trial by combat?”

Elga opened her eyes slowly in response to my question.

“Weren’t you going to appoint that Belhawk Elf as the champion?”

“I was, but the circumstances have changed. Since Elga-nim also expressed interest in becoming the champion, isn’t this a good opportunity?”

“That may be so. However, I’ve changed my mind. I think it’s best not to overexert myself for the time being…”

Elga’s refusal to participate in the battle was quite unexpected. So much so that my eyes felt dizzy. I thought that she would agree in a heartbeat.

However, her next words were even more shocking.

“I think I’m pregnant.”

Edited by: faker