Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess

Chapter 229 I'm meeting my students?

(POV: Lumiere )

After the farewell, we went our separate ways.

Princess Aurora took charge of escorting Lucilia and Stellaria to their respective classrooms, where they'd be serving as teachers for the day.

I tried to object at first, finding it peculiar that Stellaria, who was usually laziness personified, suddenly displayed an eagerness to try out teaching.

I mean, this girl didn't like effort in any way. As long as it'd cost her more than the usual amount of effort she used to breathe and eat, then she was definitely not doing it.

However, it soon became clear that her intentions were far from noble.

"Stellaria, are you sure you want to teach?" I asked cautiously.

She shot me a sadistic grin, her eyes taking on a droopy yet sexy appearance that harbored wicked intent.

"Well, you see, Lumi, I've always wanted to have a classroom full of young, inexperienced boys. It'll be so much fun to bully them a little."

My heart sank as I realized her sadistic tendencies were about to be unleashed upon an unsuspecting group of students.

I felt sorry for those poor boys.

There was no way they'd enjoy being spanked or stepped on by her...

No way...

Please don't tell me they're those sort of degenerates...

Given that Stellaria occasionally gave off the sexy mommy vibe, I'm sure these guys would love her maltreatment.

Jeez.

On the other hand, Lucilia's focus was solely on finding Lucretia.

We hadn't received any word on her, so we decided not to press the matter for now.

It'd be better if we let things progressed naturally— for the first day at least.

This was prior to our separation in the grand hallways of the university?s architectural masterpiece.

...

Celese and I walked side by side, and I noticed a scroll in her hand.

"What's that, Celese?" I asked, gesturing to the scroll.

She smiled softly and handed it to me. "This is the teaching staff roster. It lists which teacher is assigned to each subject. Take a look."

I carefully perused the document, noting the names and their allocated disciplines.

Faculty Members and Magic Courses they teach:

- Principal Simon Smith: Magical History and Advanced Spellcasting

- Vice-Principal Abaddon Dark: Dark Magic and Necromancy

- Director Takano Ryu: Dragon Magic and Elemental Manipulation

- Professor Diana Rose: Divination and Fortune-Telling

- Professor Gunther Schmidt: Transfiguration and Shapeshifting

- Professor Selena Lee: Potion-Making and Alchemy

- Professor Alice Johnson: Healing Magic and Herbology

- Professor Frederick Lloyd: Ancient Runes

- Professor Lucretia Efistes: Magical Engineering

I folded the scroll back neatly.

"It's a decent start for a university that is reopening. Lucretia must've put a lot of effort into this."

Celese tenderly brushed a stray strand of dark blue hair away from her face, her eyes carrying some hints of concern.

"I hope it's enough. Soon, I'll have to return to the Shield Kingdom."

Honestly, she was doing the best she could already. This wasn't her kingdom and although the Shield and Cross Kingdom's were sisters in a sense, the way she distributed her time and made it available, even as royalty was astounding.

Celese was seriously incredible.

I mean, she was like the ultimate version of Vanessa, but even better.

She was only 28? That's five whole years younger than Vanessa!

And she could cook circles around her.

Okay sure, I haven't actually tasted Celese's cooking, but honestly, Vanessa's culinary skills were so bad, I didn't even need to try it to know who was the winner there.

And let's not forget about looks... whew.

Celese was prettier than Vanessa, hands down.

One of the prettiest women I'd ever seen.

Okay, maybe Stellaria had the most charm, but Serena matched that with her amazing personality.

But here's the thing, Celese wasn't only mature, but she was also drop-dead gorgeous and had impeccable manners.

She was the whole package...

And yet Brother Jericho will still find some way to make sure he doesn't marry her.

Honestly, Jericho?s been a walking 'L' lately.

"Don't worry, Celese. Knowing Lucretia, she'll make it work."

A hint of confusion flashed across her face. "You seem... awfully sure for someone who doesn't know her."

Crap.

I chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh, my bad. I mean, I haven't met her personally, but her reputation precedes her. She's the CEO for the Efistes Company— so definitely, she has exceptional skills."

"I... I guess you're right," said Celese, her gaze fixed on the ground.

"If she brings the same dedication to this university, it'll surely be a success."

And that was guaranteed with my 『Beginner's Luck』.

That alone made me a walking 'W'.

Celese then led me to a classroom, her finger pointing towards the door.

"This is your classroom," she said.

I smiled a bit. "Awesome." I thanked her and eagerly reached for the doorknob, ready to step into my new role as a teacher.

However, before I could twist it open, Celese gently placed her soft, oiled hand over mine and kept it pinned to the handle.

"Ehhh, Celese? Is everything alright?"

"There's no need for that, Lumiere," she said, her voice a soothing melody.

I blinked, unsure of what she meant.

"No need for what?" I asked, my brows furrowing in curiosity.

She nodded, a hint of sweat forming on her forehead, which was a rare sight to behold. Celese was royalty, a lady for that matter— they were meant to be the walking personification of elegance... well, except for Aurora.

Either way, Aurora sweating— even if just a bit, was concerning.

"No need for you to open the door."

Her hand remained firm on mine.

I raised an eyebrow.

"But aren't you going to introduce me to the students?"

Celese chuckled nervously, her eyes darting to the side.

"Actually, Lumiere, I'm sure you can handle that yourself. I have faith in you."

Sure, I could do that myself, but I also had other plans in mind.

And that plan heavily involved her.

"Well it's not that I can't, but since you're here, I have this perfect plan for the grand introduction."

Celese released her hold on my hand, and I reached into my pocket, pulling out the spectacles Lucilia had bought for me earlier.

I held them up a bit, to test the clarity through the lens.

"To truly act like a professor, one must first look the part," I declared dramatically, sliding the glasses onto my nose.

I turned to Celese, ready to share my plan.

"So I was thinking we cou—"

To my surprise, she was nowhere to be seen.

"Eh?"

I stood frozen in the empty hallway, the silence thick and unnerving. The only sound I could hear was the faint murmur from behind the classroom doors. Doubt began to creep into my mind.

In every

In every university, there's always that one class, you know? Filled to the brim with uninspiring students who are just problem childs. You never know what they're gonna do next. It's like they have a secret mission to make the professor's life a living hell. And it's not pretty. These students are the masters of slacking off, skipping classes, and handing in assignments at the very last minute.

What if these students waiting for me were the most notorious troublemakers in the entire university?

What if I had just walked straight into a lion's den?

I could always turn back and just go back to Delia...

I wasn't cut out for stress, no, not one bit.

I had a harem to take care of, I can't be dealing with this too.

I shook my head, trying to dispel the negative thoughts.

"No, Lumiere, don't be silly," I muttered to myself. "Your luck couldn't possibly be that bad, right?"

I stood in front of the door, nerves building up as I prepared to face my new students. Inhaling deeply, I pushed open the door, only to be greeted by a burst of fire and water spikes hurtling towards me.

『Voracious Queen: Adephagia』

In a split second, I extended my right hand, and from my palm, a surge of blackness emerged, devouring the magical phenomena.

My exasperation was evident on my face as I glanced around the room.

Suddenly, I heard a voice from the back, belonging to a girl with a stylish black bob haircut and a scarf covering most of her face.

I mean like... you didn't cover it enough, I can almost see your forehead.

She quickly apologized, her face turning as red as a tomato before she buried it even deeper into her scarf.

A boy with impeccably gelled hair slicked it back slightly and chuckled.

"Ma-haha! Excellent work, scarf girl! Your accuracy was almost as excellent as my hair!" he declared, striking a pose.

One, cringe.

Two, just no.

I let out a heavy sigh, realizing I had quite the interesting bunch of students before me. With a glance around the room, I counted the students. Twelve in total. But what caught my attention was the strange gender ratio—ten girls and only two boys.

So we have a guy who thinks he's the main character and a girl who's a basket case.

Great...