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Chapter 147: Iona's Observation Diary (2)

Even today, after being thoroughly beaten in sparring, I followed Iona closely, observing her every move as she announced the end of the lesson.

Was she about a handspan shorter than me? Though she was tall for a woman, the fact that she was still shorter than me remained unchanged.

However, her limbs were long for her height. I’d have to assume her reach was slightly longer than it appeared.

Knowing I couldn’t beat her in close combat, maintaining the right distance had become crucial.

“Hey, there. Student Yandel? Class is over; why do you keep following me?”

“I’m escorting my respected professor.”

“You didn’t hit me today…”

Iona sighed deeply.

Suddenly, her swollen chest caught my eye.

The more I looked, the more incredible it seemed. How could she hide something that big?

Curiosity about Iona’s neck below momentarily distracted me.

“???”

I felt something was off.

Maybe it was because I’d been undressing women more frequently these days. I had developed a useless ability to estimate, even through clothes.

Thanks to my exceptional memory, a trait of my race…

Anyhow, upon closer inspection, Iona’s body was fascinating in many ways.

Her chest was large but not as big as Faye’s. Her hips and thighs weren’t comparable to Elisha’s.

Her waist? Carla’s waist was much slimmer and beautifully curved.

But Iona had a good balance of all these aspects.

Not just good but so harmonious that they created synergy.

Was this the maximization of femininity?

The notion that vampires’ bodies were sculpted to tempt the opposite sex finally made sense to me.

As I nodded in admiration, Iona, unable to bear it, stopped in her tracks and pretended to be angry.

“…Student Yandel! Have you been looking at inappropriate places? No matter how pretty and charming this Professor Iona may be, this is not right!”

Unable to honestly admit that I had been looking at her chest, I decided to beat around the bush.

“What are you talking about, Professor? I was merely admiring your movements.”

“Uh…?”

“You walk as if you’re half-jumping, exaggeratedly, but your weight balance doesn’t sway, fixed slightly below the center. I suppose any posture feels the same to you.”

“That… is true?”

“I’m a magician who likes to use my body in combat, so I couldn’t take my eyes off the Professor.”

“Hehe… No matter how much you flatter me, nothing will come out! Really!”

Iona briefly rejoiced, then chuckled and shook her head. Sᴇaʀᴄh the ɴ0velFɪre.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

“But, but. Being able to perfectly control your body and cast magic in any situation is the same for student Yandel, isn’t it?”

“Uh, well…”

Thanks to system correction, I could do similar things as Iona.

“Whether it’s innate or acquired through training, I won’t ask! It’s important that you can do it, even if it’s a bit clumsily!”

“……”

“You don’t need to follow me… If you have something to say, just say it now! Listening to a student’s worries is also a professor’s job!”

I wanted to hit her at least once… But I couldn’t say that.

Such things were to be kept secret until they were successfully executed.

But perhaps because I was too flustered, I blurted out something nonsensical.

“Actually… ever since I met you in the library, I’ve been concerned.”

“Wait, wait! Student Yandel! We agreed to keep that a secret, didn’t we?”

Why did I bring that up?

Now, trying to vaguely cover it up… would be difficult. Yes.

Since it has come to this, I might as well go with the momentum.

“But I can’t help being concerned?!”

“Why are you raising your voice?!”

Iona tried to cover my mouth in surprise, but I shouted even louder.

“Do you also like pink hair, Professor?”

“Stop, stop! Yandel is a student, and Iona is a professor… Huh? What did you just say?”

Iona, awkwardly touching my lips, tilted her head in confusion.

My memory couldn’t be wrong. The book I grabbed with Professor Iona definitely had a pink-haired woman on its cover.

“I asked if you liked pink hair.”

“……”

Iona, looking dazed, listened as I rambled on about why pink hair was great.

All the way until the bell signaling the end of the break rang.

Teeeeeng. Teeeeeeng.

Maybe the bell brought her back to her senses. Iona, who had been out of it, suddenly focused.

“Right, right! I do like pink hair, but that’s enough for today! We have to hurry to our next classes! I have to go to my next class, too!”

“Ah… Yes. Then, I’ll be going now.”

Did I manage to smoothly handle that?

Relieved, I bowed my head and quickly returned to the classroom, though my strength drained at the murmuring I heard from behind.

“Who knew the Master liked pink hair so much…? I wonder if dye magic or hair dye would be better….”

“Carla. That’s too extreme. Maybe try something like a wig first to see…”

“…No, don’t take my casual words so seriously.”

Of course, I would be curious if there was someone with pink hair right in front of me.

Even on the colorful Eurelia Continent, pink hair was rare.

Anyway, I thought it might be okay to openly follow Iona, but I guess not.

From now on, I’ll have to observe more carefully from a distance.

Second break.

Iona seemed to have no classes next, as she was idly basking in the sunlight alone.

Though she greeted passing students, that was all.

Sunlight would be a deadly poison to a traditional vampire… but sadly, light wasn’t Iona’s weakness.

Vampires who joined the alliance supporting humanity were directly blessed by the Church of Righteous Radiance.

Thanks to that, anyone could walk under the sun, earning the title of Day Walker if their regeneration was faster than their disintegration by sunlight.

Of course, vampires siding with the Evil Gods would melt away under light-based attacks…

Anyway, the important thing now was that light wasn’t Iona’s weakness.

I noted in my mind that using lightning attribute magic might be better.

Third break.

Sadly, nothing happened.

If anything, it was that Iona never once entered her research lab, which was fortunate for me since following her there would be difficult.

Lunchtime.

The academy’s cafeteria was basically free. Though you could pay extra for more expensive and tastier options..

The quality of the basic meal provided was quite high, and it even came with unlimited refills.

Thus, except for a very few, everyone loved the cafeteria… but Iona seemed to be among the minority.

In the central square, overflowing with students enjoying their youth with lunches they brought or skipping meals, Iona was sucking on a blood pack in a corner.

Well, being a vampire meant living on blood.

However, she had mentioned that it had been a long time since she directly fed on human blood or even fed at all.

It was probably the blood of some suitable livestock.

Iona’s expression while eating looked as bitter as if she were drinking vegetable juice.

I also found a spot at a reasonable distance, pretended I had prepared in advance, and shared emergency rations from my inventory with Carla and Elisha.

Though called emergency rations, the food was warm and delicious, as if freshly cooked.

A typical spatial pocket merely expanded space, so time flowed normally within it.

However, the inventory stopped time, so food placed a month ago retained its original state.

Despite observing Iona while pretending to enjoy an outdoor meal, nothing changed.

Iona still had a bitter expression, swallowing down to the last drop.

She seemed unsatisfied with the blood she was consuming now.

This could be useful.

Of course, merely bleeding wouldn’t shake her.

If that were the case, she would have been driven mad by bloodlust in every battle… but Iona was beyond that level.

But what if my blood directly entered her mouth?

…No. Because of the Blood Shift magic, even if I get injured, there won’t be any blood to spill.

Then, I’d have to prepare by drawing some blood in advance.

What if I splashed it on her face during a duel? If even a drop touched her lips?

Even Iona would have to momentarily hesitate.

I finished my meal, noting in my mind to draw blood before bedtime.

Last break.

I realized something astonishing.

Iona had never gone to the bathroom…!

Was it because she only consumed one blood pack? Or do vampires simply not need to go?

Fascinating.

But it seemed hard to use this during a duel.

After class.

The time had finally come.

Pretending to head to the dormitory, I sent Carla and Elisha ahead and donned an invisible robe.

With no students around after class, she might let her guard down a bit more.

Hoping she would reveal more vulnerabilities, I slowly followed behind Iona.

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