The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Karma (XV) [A Date With The Queen]

Phew~

The steam curled lazily through the air, the bathwater still rippling faintly from everything that had happened.

My head leaned back against the marble edge, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I let my mind wander.

…I actually became a god-like existence, huh?

Honestly, it still surprises me to this day.

“Schlup… slrrrp… chuuup…♡”

Two years ago, I was living my life as a successful, award-winning actor, and since I had gained enough money for me to live several lifetimes, I was thinking about retiring…

And then, the next day, I simply appeared in this world.

Quite a surprise…

“Lick… schlup… mmnnnchh…”

But well…

“Ughh…” I groaned slighly.

I really couldn’t ignore the pleasure anymore.

“Slrp, chuup, glllckk… mmwahhh…”

I tilted my head down, and there she was.

Isabella knelt between my legs in the water, emerald eyes shimmering up at me through damp strands of hair.

Her lips glistened as they slid up my length, her cheeks hollowing with every suck, water and spit dripping down her chin. Her breasts pressed against me as she leaned closer, moaning softly as if the act itself was her joy.

“Mmnnhhh~ chuup… slrp… mwahhh♡…”

My chest tightened, not just from the pleasure, but from the sight of her, so unrestrained and so utterly mine.

“…Isabella,” I rasped, brushing my hand against her cheek, “what are we supposed to do now?”

She pulled back with a wet pop, licking her lips shamelessly, her face flushed with heat and pride.

Her answer came instantly, without a hint of hesitation.

“A date,” she said, her lips curling into a spoiled smile.

“Take me on a date, Aestrea~♡.”

Her eyes never left mine as she lowered herself again, lips sealing around me with a wet slurp that made my breath catch.

“Ahhhg…”

Her cheeks hollowed, suction drawing a deep shiver out of me.

Her tongue danced along the underside of my shaft, tracing veins with shameless precision before flattening against the head, swirling in tight circles.

“Schlup, slrrrp, chuup… gllckk, gllcckkk…”

She swallowed around me, taking me deeper, deeper until her nose brushed against my base, her throat squeezing around me in a perfect, wet embrace.

“Ghhah! F-Fuck…!” My head fell back, fingers curling into her damp hair.

Her throat convulsed, milking me with obscene slurps as she bobbed her head, moaning around my length as if addicted to the very act.

“Gllllckk… glllchhh… mmnnhhh, schlup! mwahhh♡!”

I could feel the tight heat of her throat pulling me closer to the edge. Her nails dug into my thighs, her body trembling with eagerness.

“Isabella, I’m…!”

She pushed harder, refusing to let me go, burying me in her throat until her lips kissed the base, every swallow sending shocks of heat through me.

The sounds grew wetter, louder.

“Glrrrkkkkkk…! Slrrrp, slrppp… gllllckkk♡!”

And then, I broke.

My release poured into her, my groan echoing in the steamy bath as she clung to me, gulping every drop.

“Glllkkk… gllckk, gulp, gulp… chuup, slrp, mmmnhhh♡…”

She drank greedily, her throat working desperately until the very last spasm faded.

Only then did she slowly pull back with a wet pop, a thin trail of saliva and seed stretching between her lips and my tip.

Her tongue flicked out, licking it clean with a lewd little mmwahhh♡.

“Heh… perfect~” she teased, smirking as if proud of her work.

I sat there breathless, chest heaving, staring down at her like she was both goddess and devil.

She only giggled, snapping her fingers lightly.

A faint shimmer of magic rippled across both our bodies; instantly, the heat and sweat were gone, water droplets vanishing until our skin felt fresh and clean.

“See? No mess~,” she said smugly, climbing up to kiss my cheek.

Before I could respond, she whispered a spell. The bath, the marble walls, the palace itself blurred around us in an instant.

And just shortly after…

The world snapped back into focus.

We were standing in the middle of the city, dressed neatly in fresh clothes, the faint bustle of the streets around us.

People laughed, merchants shouted, and the smell of food drifted through the air.

Isabella clung to my arm with a bright smile, eyes sparkling.

“Our date starts now~♡”

Instantly, she started dragging me along the streets, making me notice that, surprisingly, the city seemed to have gotten a lot more lively than before.

But I mean…

I had driven the Dark Order out of their bad experiments, and even caused the other nations to obey us, so naturally… this was something bound to happen.

Yet all I could focus on was the girl beside me.

Well, the Queen beside me.

Isabella clung to my arm as though the streets might swallow her whole if she let go.

Her smile was radiant, but there was a softness to it, the kind that didn’t belong to a queen issuing commands from her throne.

“Ahh, this is so strange,” she murmured, tugging gently on my sleeve.

“I walk these streets every day… but only from a carriage window. To actually be here, walking like everyone else… it feels unreal.”

I smirked.

“Well, I don’t see anyone bowing. Either we blend in well… or your citizens are more polite than I thought.”

She giggled, leaning closer, her hair brushing against my shoulder. “Don’t tease. If they knew their queen was sneaking around holding hands with a man, we’d cause a scandal~.”

“You’re the one who wanted the date.”

“And you’re the one who agreed,” she shot back with a grin, squeezing my arm tighter.

We wandered through stalls, the smell of fresh bread pulling us in one direction, roasted chestnuts in another.

Isabella’s eyes sparkled like a child’s every time she saw something new, tugging me along, insisting we try everything.

“Here, open your mouth!” she ordered, holding a small pastry up to my lips.

I raised an eyebrow.

“What if I don’t want to?”

“…Say one more word, and I’ll exile you to the palace dungeon.” Her eyes narrowed dangerously.

“…Yes, Your Majesty,” I said solemnly, opening my mouth.

She popped it in with a victorious smirk.

“Good boy~.”

I chewed slowly, ignoring the way her expression was clearly waiting for my verdict.

“Not bad. A little sweet.”

“Sweet… just like me, right?” She blinked up at me with mock innocence.

I snorted.

“More like dangerous. I think there was poison in that filling.”

“Haaah?!” She slapped my arm lightly, pouting before laughing helplessly.

The day passed in a blur of stalls, laughter, and stolen moments.

We shared roasted skewers, argued over whose turn it was to pay (she never let me win), and even fed pigeons by the fountain.

She sat on the fountain’s edge, her robe slipping just slightly off her shoulder, the sunlight catching her hair, and for a moment, I almost forgot she was a queen at all.

It wasn’t until we paused at a quiet café, tucked away from the busy main street, that her mood shifted. Isabella leaned forward across the table, resting her chin on her hands, her playful smile softening.

“…You know,” she began, voice quieter, “being queen isn’t easy.”

I tilted my head, watching her with a small smile.

“I can imagine.”

Her eyes flickered with something weary, something vulnerable.

“Every day it’s the same. Nobles bickering, power struggles, alliances, betrayals… everyone trying to take a piece of me. Smiling, nodding, agreeing, pretending… it’s exhausting.”

I reached across the table, taking her hand in mine. Her fingers curled around mine immediately, tightly, as though afraid I might pull away.

“So today…” she whispered, her eyes glistening faintly, “…today feels like a dream. To walk around, laugh, eat, and just… be me. Not the queen. Just Isabella. With you.”

I squeezed her hand gently.

“Then let’s make it last—the whole day. No crowns, no nobles. Just us… That’s why I’m here, no?”

Her lips trembled into a smile, a small laugh breaking through as she blinked away the heaviness.

“…You really know how to make me fall harder, don’t you?”

“Just telling the truth.”

She leaned across the table suddenly, brushing her lips against mine in a soft kiss. Not the heated kind we’d shared before, but something far gentler.

When she pulled back, her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes shone with warmth.

“Then promise me… that when it gets hard again, you’ll remind me of today.”

To her weird way of expressing herself, I couldn’t help but smirk faintly, unable to resist.

“Oh, it’s already hard.”

Her eyes widened, her face turning crimson in an instant.

“Y-you—! That’s not what I meant!”

I chuckled, leaning back in my chair.

“Mm, but you walked right into that one.”

She puffed her cheeks and smacked my hand lightly, though her fingers didn’t let go of mine.

“Idiot…! Always teasing at the worst times…”

Her face stayed red as she glared at me.

Then, with a sharp huff, she stood up, then suddenly hooked her arm through mine and pressed her whole body against me.

“Mmhh~! You’re not getting away that easily,” she pouted, her voice dripping with spoiled sweetness.

“Since you teased me like that, you have to be punished.”

“Punished, huh? Should I be worried?”

She smirked faintly, eyes flashing.

“Yes. Very worried. Because I’ve decided… you’re coming shopping with me!”

Before I could react, she tugged hard on my arm, practically dragging me out of the café into the bustling street.

“Oi, Isabella, slow down,” I muttered, though I let her pull me.

“Nope,” she said smugly, her emerald eyes glowing with mischief. “You made a lewd joke, so now you’re my dress-up doll. That’s fair, isn’t it?”

I chuckled under my breath.

“I don’t recall agreeing to this punishment.”

She only pressed closer, her breasts squishing shamelessly against my arm as her lips brushed my ear.

“Mmhh~ but you love it when I act spoiled, don’t you?”

“Can’t deny that.”

“Good~♡ Then be quiet and let me spoil you for once,” she said with a grin.

Within minutes, we slipped into a high-end clothing shop, the air rich with perfume and the faint rustle of silk.

Isabella’s eyes lit up like a child in a candy store, though she never let go of my arm.

“First… we’ll find you something nice. Handsome, princely, perfect. And then…” She leaned in close, whispering so only I could hear, “maybe I’ll buy myself something a little daring for later~♡.”

I coughed, suddenly feeling the stares of curious clerks.

“You really don’t care who hears you, do you?”

Her only answer was a playful giggle as she pulled me deeper into the store.