I Became a Tentacle Monster Blooming in the Academy Garden 192

## Chapter 192 – The Gray Witch (5)

Having finished their day’s work outside, they returned to the lair with refreshed hearts.

But what awaited them was an astonishing piece of news they could never have imagined.

“A… A mage…?”

“I… I didn’t mishear, did I, Vivian?”

“D-Did I hear correctly…?”

The three women, or rather, two women, wore pale, aghast expressions.

Meanwhile, I, oblivious and cheerfully delivering the good news, and Lanie, who was always cheerful, could only wear blank expressions.

“Hnyaa!! Ahng!! Euhngh!! Hiss!! Onggok!!”

But the sound of ‘female body pickling’ coming from behind my tentacles made them cautiously approach, look at her face, and then scurry away.

“It’s… It’s Fantini…!!
How could something like that…?”

‘Who…?’

Seeing the look of horror on Aurora’s face, I began to worry if I had done something wrong.

Aurora, hugging my tentacles and shaking them wildly while cheering, left me dumbfounded and swaying.

“Amazing, Master…!!
Eloise de Fantini!!
The eldest daughter of the Fantini viscount family!!
A professor in the Department of Magical Engineering!!
To think I’d see her like this, moaning and groaning…”

“Ah, come to think of it, you…
You were an undergraduate student in magic, right?”

“I was…!! Though it was a disguised enrollment…
The Department of Fusion Magic is a bit of a unique case… It’s easy to transfer under disguise.
Anyway!! That woman!! She’s no ordinary big shot!!
She’s one of the few talents with both design and application skills…!!”

‘Could you explain it in a way I can understand…?’

Since I lacked knowledge, I asked for an easier explanation. Aurora finally nodded and began to explain.

“Vivian would know, there’s the Groden Royal Combat Mage, right?
This woman is in the reserve force for that.”

“Royal Combat Mage…
I think I’ve heard of it…
It’s definitely made up of about 100 skilled mages…
But come to think of it, why is a combat mage a professor in the Department of Design…?”

Vivian, feeling something was off about a combat mage, who is selected based on practical application skills, being a professor in the Department of Design, muttered to herself. Aurora’s mouth didn’t stop moving as she began to explain.

“That’s exactly it!! This woman was an applied mage from the start.
At the same time, she’s a talented individual who received an award from the Kirke Witch Association for excellent design!!
It would be a waste of her talent to only work as a combat mage.”

It seemed like it had been a while since I had seen Aurora so excited.

She was originally a drug dealer who investigated various nobles and searched for customers as safely as possible.

Moreover, since she was a student in the Department of Magical Fusion, she was probably especially knowledgeable about people in the magic field.

“So, rather, people who are too skilled are told to contribute to development by doing other things like magical design or magical engineering development, and that’s what the reserve force is for, right?
So… currently, she’s one of the most promising, top magical designers and appliers in Groden!!”

‘Is that so…?’

I thought it was a good thing after I did it.

Was the reason I felt like things would get difficult as I listened to Aurora’s explanation because of this?

‘If I messed with such a great talent…
They can’t just quietly let it go when she disappears, can they…?’

The image of people searching every nook and cranny, even under the stones in the flower bed, to find Eloise sent a chill down my spine.

“Hmm… They would definitely search if she disappeared, but…
Would they think that a reserve combat mage couldn’t even protect herself?
I think it’ll be a similar story to Vivian’s case.
The story will be that she went into hiding for some unknown reason.”

Aurora, using Vivian’s case as an example, shrugged her shoulders and replied as if it were nothing.

But would that be okay?

The academy seemed quite ominous these days.

Even without considering the two disappearances of Vivian and Lanie, and the murder case, what if a famous mage disappeared this time?

The more disappearances there are, especially when famous people are involved, the higher the possibility of a crazy situation occurring.

‘I need another way…
A better alternative…’

“Heheum~ Then how about we do this?”

Lanie, who had been watching me from the side, raised the corners of her lips and smiled. Hearing her words, my tentacles began to wriggle with excitement.
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That time was truly hellish for her.

No, perhaps the emotions she felt during that time were closer to heaven?

The pleasures that continued without stopping for even a moment, as if her brain would break, burst like fireworks in her head.

While being violated by a strange tentacle of unknown origin and losing her virginity, she even let out frivolous moans that were unbecoming of a virgin.

And just when she thought it was over.

Trapped inside something like a strange mass of flesh, with only her neck barely sticking out, she was caressed all over by constantly slippery and wriggling flesh, and she begged for it to stop with a voice hoarse from screaming too much.

Certainly, in terms of ‘pleasure as a woman,’ she had experienced a new world she had never felt before…

But she wasn’t willing to throw everything away for such pleasure.

She was willing to do anything to keep her faith with Edward, who cherished her more than anything in the world, who understood her and would be her lifelong companion.

She had endured that ordeal by calling out his name.

“Euhm… Euhss…”

Feeling a breeze tickling her face, Eloise twitched her eyelids and slowly began to open her eyes.

“Hiss…!! Nooo…!!
Haa… Haa… Haa…!!”

Opening her eyes, she immediately shuddered and looked around in a hurry, memories flashing through her mind.

But her eyes widened as she looked at the place she was in, looking like an antisocial element deeply feeling distrust of reality.

The place she was in was the last stall in the women’s restroom of the Magic Club, which she always frequented.

The stall with the graffiti 『Sex』 written on the wall, and below it, 『You can’t do it because you’re A cups.』 and all sorts of curses in response, and malicious words asking about the well-being of the family.

Although it wasn’t a pleasant sight, Eloise often frequented the place because she felt psychologically stable in the last stall.

She continued to look around with trembling eyes, and only after concluding that it was indeed the women’s restroom did she raise her trembling hand to her surprised chest and begin to catch her breath.

‘Was it a dream…?’

Her clothes, which should have been hanging on the restroom door, were already on and perfectly fastened.

“Haaa… Thank goodness…”

In the current situation, which was so ordinary that she couldn’t believe what had happened in the ‘dream,’ she was able to let out a small sigh of relief.

But the very moment she sighed and stretched her neck forward.

Surprised by the sudden feeling of her neck tightening, she began to struggle to remove whatever was tightening her neck due to unexpected PTSD.

But it moved on its own, twisting her neck and making her look down.

In the midst of her surprise, Eloise, who had discovered something sparkling on the low shelf where she could temporarily place the items she was holding, carefully reached out and picked it up.

Then, she felt the sensation of whatever was tightening her neck also stopping its movement on its own.

A glass bead about the size of a fist, small if small, large if large, which she had seen once or twice.

Eloise’s expression was tinged with anxiety as she recognized the filming crystal ball with a golden magic circle drawn inside the transparent bead.

“This… Since when…”

Eloise, who began to manipulate the crystal ball by infusing it with magic, continued to try to estimate the presence of something on her neck with her hand as the tightening weakened, and began to replay something that was inside the crystal ball.

【Ahnghiss… Aaaah…!!
I… I like it…♡
Please thrust more…!!
Punish my worthless pussy♡】

“Ah… Aaa…”

The video recorded in the crystal ball.

It felt like watching a crude adult video made directly by someone with a perverted hobby.

A woman lying on the floor with her legs spread open, being violated by a man to his heart’s content.

【Eungiss…!! It’s too big…!!
I’m breaking…!! Eheueuk!!
Hiss… Hit…. Ah…!! Ahng…♡】

A large penis that was quite thick, making her pussy skin stretch taut.

Every time such a monstrosity thrust into her, the woman writhed in ecstasy and let out hot moans.

【Onggoot!! Ogok!! Okoot!! Ogogok♡】

Soon, the man’s movements stopped, and the woman’s body, which was being intensely internally ejaculated into to the point where a white jelly-like substance leaked out from the junction with a popping sound.

She was uncontrollably pouring out emotions of unbearable pleasure, trembling like an aspen with excitement.

As the point of view slowly zoomed in and the penis was slowly pulled out, the woman’s vagina was pouring out sticky semen as if she had been ejaculated into by dozens of people at once, like a burst of water.

But the important thing was the moment when the focus, which had been widening back to its original point of view, was now illuminating the face of the lewd woman who had been uttering lewd words and actions and had her vagina filled with the semen of a man she didn’t even know.

“No… No…!!
Why would I… Uh… How could this…!!”

Eloise dropped the crystal ball to the floor without realizing it, as if a doppelganger had appeared, seeing the video with her own undeniable face.

But fortunately, some letters were floating above the crystal ball, which had not left the restroom stall.

【The moment you take off the dog collar, this video and others will be revealed in front of everyone.】

The dog collar probably meant the thing tightening her neck.

It not only made it impossible to use magic itself, making it impossible to remove it alone, but it also meant that she shouldn’t remove it even with someone’s help.

A tone containing a clear meaning of threat.

A small sob and a sad nasal sound began to flow from Eloise, who was covering her mouth with her hand.

“Hic… Hiss… Euhic…”

Now, with her memories blurred by the shock, she didn’t know what had happened.

The video showing the ‘reality’ of her, who had a fiancé, clearly having an affair with a strange man and enjoying a promiscuous sex life.

It meant the sudden collapse of the happiness that had brought her to a flower path.

“No… I… Sob… That can’t be…”
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