I Became a Tentacle Monster Blooming in the Academy Garden 207

## Chapter 207 – Cradle of Talent (6)

“Are you sure about this, Professor?
Isn’t the decision a bit too hasty…?”

“Well… it’s not like I’m quitting altogether…
I’m just… moving my lab…
My assistants will be coming with me too…”

“Well, I suppose that’s true.
I heard they rebuilt the workshop, and it’s already attracting people.
Maybe I should ask for a lab myself, ha ha!!”

The old professor chuckled enviously. The woman, offering an awkward smile, began to organize her belongings with magic.

The organized luggage was placed inside a small box with space distortion magic applied.

Even that was gently levitated into the air. The woman with dark circles under her eyes slowly walked out of her office in the magic building, heading somewhere.

“Hhh…”

Perhaps because of the black something stirring inside her stomach, she walked with a slight limp, trying her best to appear okay, as if she was used to it.

Every part of her body that was covered by clothing was entirely enveloped in a black membrane.

It was better now, but when night fell and she was about to sleep, it would vibrate like a vibrator, plunging her into an inescapable swamp of pleasure.

From her groin and thighs, the core of her sensitivity, to her sensitive waist and small but sensual breasts.

Like a chastity belt designed to prevent self-gratification, it covered her entire body.

Without a chance to resolve her doubts about this entity that simultaneously tormented and pleasured her, she had to endure each busy day.

‘Hiss… how long will this… ah…’

Perhaps it was fortunate that it opened a hole when she went to the bathroom.

Becoming like a baby who had to wear diapers at her age was something a grown woman wanted to avoid.

And the fact that she no longer needed to wear a bra, though she didn’t want to admit it, was also an advantage.

After all, her sensitive nipples were always covered by the black membrane, constantly pinched and licked.

The black membrane, while freely fondling her shapely breasts, also fixed them into a pretty shape.

‘Wearing one just makes it feel weird…
I hate the feeling of being touched from inside my underwear…’

She didn’t know if this was a living creature or a machine made of tiny molecular structures.

She only knew that she was forbidden from touching it, and this filled her with a growing desire to investigate it every day.

Soon, she stood in front of a building as large as a mansion, staring up at it with trembling eyes, biting her lip.

‘Do I… have to do this…’

A letter had arrived for her not long ago.

It contained a threatening message demanding that she change her workplace by any means necessary.

Her destination was already determined.

It was the workshop that had been rebuilt recently.

The workshop itself was a large building designed to accommodate many people and create labs.

Just as the second floor was being used as Karla’s workshop, the woman had submitted a proposal to use it as a laboratory and testing ground for experimental magic.

That woman’s name was Eloise de Fantini.

“Should I put this here, Professor Fantini?”

“Yes… please do…”

Should she consider this fortunate or unfortunate?

Fortunately, the academy administrators, who had been positively viewing her efforts and consistently proven abilities, readily accepted her proposal.

While she was relieved that her proposal had been accepted and she could follow the instructions to keep the secret, Eloise couldn’t control her trembling body, feeling anxious about what the person who had summoned her here was planning to do.

A compromising video of adultery and gang rape, a fatal weakness that could completely bury her socially.

The noble lady, who not only had a fiancé but was also approaching the end of her marriageable age.

The video clearly showed her sucking and licking the penises of men she didn’t even know, as if they were delicious.

And her appearance as a lewd female, emitting unrestrained moans as penises thrust into her vagina, was all recorded.

Nobles were people too, and it was good to be good, but gossip was always like that.

Even if the equally dirty nobles understood that such things could happen, at least outwardly, they would laugh at her scandalous behavior, criticize her as a disgrace to the nobility, and point fingers.

She would be ruining herself and her family.

No matter how good she was as a mage, she couldn’t escape her status as a noble.

Even though she, Fantini’s daughter from a mere baronetcy, was a capable mage, she was just an ordinary woman in the eyes of the noble families.

Only a duchess or a high-ranking marquise would be easily chosen based on their family alone.

But she, lacking such a family background, had no choice.

‘It must never be leaked…’

Using that as a weakness, someone was giving her inexplicable instructions, and she was being manipulated like a fragile chick with strings tied to its legs.

‘How long will this go on…
But even if I resist…’

Eloise was simply afraid of the opponent who had the skill to do such a shameless thing without being caught, even within this supposedly safe academy.

As she organized her belongings, she could only clutch her trembling chest, waiting for the inevitable threat.

The fourth floor of the workshop, with a chapel on the third floor and private workshops on the first and second floors.

Eloise’s new day, having moved her workspace there, was beginning.

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“Here are the results of the magic-sensing linked magic test, Professor.”

“Hmm… it’s still difficult to activate only one of the two magic circles…
Let’s increase the thickness of circle number 3 to reduce its magic sensitivity.
Increase it by only 0.23, and then increase it by 0.05 increments…”

“Yes, Professor!!”

Eloise couldn’t neglect the experiments on the various magic circles she had presented as excuses.

She and her assistants from the same lab were endlessly repeating magic experiments from the first day.

That’s how most research was anyway.

Adjusting variables and changing the environment until the desired result was achieved.

And when the desired result was finally achieved, then the theory could be established, and they could move on to the next experiment.

But Eloise was concerned about something else.

“Hmm? A letter came?
Is it for Assistant Geber?”

One of the assistants found a letter that had been slipped under the door.

Perhaps because the envelope didn’t have a specific recipient written on it.

Hearing the assistant’s mutter as he tilted his head with the letter in his hand, Eloise perked up her ears and jumped up.

“No!! That… that’s…!!”

“Ah, Professor Eloise? Was it yours?
Haha!! Here you go.
You and your fiancé are so passionate.
A love letter, I’m jealous…!!”

At Eloise’s urgent reaction, the assistant chuckled and handed her the letter.

Since they were always close as professor and assistant, the assistant knew about her relationship to some extent.

He probably thought it was a letter from Edward, her fiancé.

Without the energy to respond to the assistant’s teasing, Eloise silently tore open the envelope with a letter opener and crumpled the contents in her hand.

Stuffing it into her pocket, she immediately ran to the bathroom and went into a stall.

“Haa… haa…”

The black membrane that tormented her was acting up so badly that she was going to the bathroom anyway.

Lately, she had been avoiding maids to avoid their eyes, so she had to wear clothes that were easy to put on and take off.

Thanks to that, Eloise quickly threw off her clothes and sat on the toilet.

She was now naked but didn’t feel naked at all. She looked down at the black membranes wriggling over her body, stimulating her skin, and muffled a weeping moan with her hand.

“Ugh… heehee… hiss…”

Her thighs opened without her knowing, and as her thighs opened, the black membrane began to rampage from her groin.

Eloise leaned back against the toilet seat, her back arching like a bow.

“Hooo!!”

Once she reached climax, the black membrane finally calmed down.

Eloise, struggling to calm her ragged breath, finally remembered the note and rummaged through the pocket of her discarded clothes with trembling hands.

What instructions would they give this time?

Why had they moved her here?

She began to unfold the crumpled letter in her pocket with trembling hands.

Eloise’s gray eyes took in the contents of the letter, written in elegant handwriting.

“Ah… ah… uh…?”

A moment later, she tore up the letter, threw it into the toilet, and came out of the bathroom.

Eloise smiled awkwardly at the assistants who were looking at her as she came out of the bathroom, as if something had been resolved.

“Professor!! We succeeded on the 15th attempt!!
It seems the answer was to make the thickness of circle number 3 as close to 1 as possible!!
The magic stability thickness of the Barber circle theory, just don’t exceed 1!!
Then we just need to research the theory and perfectly verify it…!!”

“Good work, Randolph.
Well… shall we stop here for today?”

“Huh…? What do you mean, Professor…?
Stop here… do you mean we can go home…?”

“Yes… that’s right!! Everyone, let’s stop here for today and go home.
Sometimes taking a break is good for efficient research.
I moved and organized yesterday, and we’ve been working too hard from the first day, haven’t we?
I’ll give you a vacation for two… no… three days…!!
Just organize the results so far and go home, recharge, and meet again…!!”

“Pro… Professor… are you feeling unwell…?
I never thought I’d hear the word ‘vacation’ from your mouth…”

“Really!! What do you think of me…!!
It sounds like I’m an exploitative professor who abuses her assistants…!!
Without saying it twice, hurry up and finish up and go home…!!
I have something to do for a while…”

“Two weeks since the research started…
Finally, I can go home…!!
This isn’t a dream, is it…?
Sob… I love you, Professor…!!”

As soon as the word ‘go home’ came out, the assistants, like a pack of dogs starved for rest, pounced on the thesis documents and quickly finished them.

They neatly finished the work they were doing and left work as if they were afraid Eloise would change her mind.

Eloise, who had finally been left alone in the silent magic lab on the fourth floor.

She sat at her desk, propped her chin on her hand, and anxiously rolled her eyes.

Imagining the future where she didn’t know what would happen, Eloise slowly collapsed on her desk.

But at that moment, something fell on the back of her head, startling her.

But it was just a light envelope that had fallen on her head.

‘A letter…? From where…? The ceiling…?
Ho… how…? Is someone there…?’

But that was even more frightening.

How could a letter suddenly fall from the empty ceiling?

Eloise hurriedly created a flame with magic and illuminated the ceiling, but she could only feel chills on the ceiling where nothing existed.

Just in case, she emitted magic, but since the ‘human biological-magic reaction’ didn’t return, it wasn’t like there was a human in this space.

That made her even more terrified.

‘Savemesavemesavemesavemesaveme’

In the end, Eloise, who had no choice but to take out the letter that had fallen on her with trembling hands, was struggling to tear open the envelope with a letter opener that was now trembling so much it might cut her own hand.

With tears welling up in her eyes as if she were about to cry, Eloise looked at the letters written on the letter.

But as she looked at the contents, her eyes, gradually filled with an incomprehensible emotion, widened as if her eyes could get this big.

“Second floor.”

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