(WHAT IF?) THEIR JOURNEY BEGINS PART 2

YUMI

Yumi's eyes roamed the room, her anticipation building as she bit her lip with desire. "Tell me, Professor," she purred, her voice dripping with temptation. "I've heard that professors has the privilege of using the scrying spell within the Academy. Is that true?"

Professor Alkhart nodded, his own desire apparent. "Yes, it's true," he admitted, a tinge of disappointment in his voice. "But there are special runes in place that halt the spell whenever a student is nude."

Yumi grinned mischievously, sensing the professor's hidden desires. "You sound disappointed," she teased, her voice laced with seduction.

He couldn't hide his true intentions, not from her. "No, not really," he replied, his words betraying his longing.

A wicked smile played on Yumi's lips as she made her proposition. "I'm going to make your dreams come true, but I want you to keep a watchful eye on Aki and tell me everything he's doing," she commanded, her voice dripping with authority. "Use the scrying spell if he's no longer in sight. Is that clear?"

Professor Alkhart, audibly gulping, nodded in agreement.

"Then do it," Yumi commanded, her voice brimming with raw desire, before dropping down to her knees. With a swift motion, she pulled down the professor's pants, revealing his already stiff member. Although average in size, the amount of pre-cum that leaked from the tip made Yumi's mouth water. She wasted no time, eagerly diving in to taste the tantalizing pre-cum.

The moment he felt Yumi's tongue wrapped around his throbbing cock, the mask Professor Alkhart's has been wearing crumbled New plans had formed in his mind but for the moment, he would fulfill his end of the bargain to this slutty woman. He kept his eyes on Aki and do whatever she commanded, without uttering a word of protest. The chill of excitement coursed through his veins as he felt her hot breath against his hard shaft.

Yumi's tongue licked up the glistening pre-cum, coating his member with her warm saliva. The wet, carnal sounds of Yumi's tongue slurping filled the classroom, driving Professor Alkhart to moan in pleasure.

"Tell me," Yumi demanded, her voice dripping with lust as she continued to lick and pleasure the professor's cock. "What is Aki doing?"

"He's stood up, looking very sad, Miss Yumi," Professor Alkhart replied simply. But in that moment, Yumi heard his tone changed, there was venom and apparent satisfaction in it palpable.

Without breaking her rhythm, Yumi fixed her gaze upon the professor, her curiosity stirred by the inflection in his voice. To her astonishment, she detected a sly grin gradually forming across his face. His eyes, once benign, now brimmed with an intense disdain as he surveyed Aki. It was as though he had transformed from the mild-mannered professor into a harbinger of malevolence. Yumi realized that the suppressed aspect of the professor, the one buried deep within after the investigation, had resurfaced.

"Ohh," Yumi moaned, the pleasure intensifying as she watched the professor's victorious expression.

"Poor fellow," Professor Alkhart taunted, his eyes still fixed on Aki. "A devoted man, yet his beloved is currently on her knees, pleasuring me. Moaning as she licks the cock of the man whom he foolishly tried to remove from office."

Confusion filled Yumi's mind as she momentarily paused her oral ministrations. "What do you mean?" she managed to ask, before going back to licking his cock.

"He heard me propositioning one my students and reported me," Professor Alkhart revealed, his voice laced with a sinister pleasure. "This might just be the perfect ****. Little did I know you were such a slut, miss Yumi. If I had known, I would have come straight to you after that incident. I would have been fucking you for years while I made sure Aki remained alone."

"He's right below us now," he continued, his words dripping with malice. "He's gazing up at me as if he knows... He always had good instincts." His hand reaches down and clutched Yumi's blond hair, guiding her onto his cock. "Suck it now, Miss Yumi. While Aki and I are locked in an intense stare."

A moan escaped Yumi's lips as she obediently followed his command. Opening her mouth wide, she engulfed Professor Alkhart's member, sucking hard as she slowly took him deeper into her warm, eager mouth.

"I wish you could see me now, Aki," Professor Alkhart sneered, his voice filled with victorious wrath. Yumi had an inkling he wasn't talking to her anymore, he was speaking directly to Aki. "My cock is buried deep inside the mouth of your beloved. After she swallows my load, I'm going to fuck her while you wait unknowingly. And when you finally leave, you bastard, my cum will be deep inside this blonde bitch you love." With a forceful grip on Yumi's head, he thrust his cock deep into her throat, causing her to sputter and gag.

Yumi for her part, did nothing but moan. She had enough strength in her pinky to push away the frail middle aged man but hearing the sinister tone in his voice made this a worth while entanglement. Yumi loved the sheer devilishness of what she was doing and, like a bitch in heat, she felt her pussy leaking so much juice her leggings are soaked.

AKI

As Aki anticipated, the younger students were already up and about, milling outside the dormitories. True to form, most of them would part like a swift current upon encountering him, avoiding any eye contact and steering clear, providing him with a wide berth.

Internally, Aki couldn't help but release a deep sigh and a silent groan. This had been his routine for the past decade, and despite his efforts to acclimate to it, he never quite managed. His unrelenting pursuit of knowledge and his aspiration to excel in every facet of the Academy appeared to repel anyone who ventured close. Aki longed for companionship, but it seemed the weight of being around him proved too burdensome for others to endure.

Yumi was the sole exception, steadfastly at his side through thick and thin.

Aki ascended the stairs leading to Yumi's dorm, relieved that their peers remained nestled in their slumber, leaving the corridor deserted. He gently knocked on Yumi's door and called out, "Yumi?"

To his bewilderment, there was no reply. This was perplexing because Yumi was typically a light sleeper, always quick to respond whenever he knocked, sometimes even sounding flustered.

Puzzled, Aki glanced around and eventually decided to enter the room. "Yumi?"

To his immense surprise, Yumi was not present. Her neat bed was obviously not slept on, the enchanted shield he had crafted for her still hung on the wall, and her satchel rested undisturbed on the table.

"She didn't spend the night here?" Aki pondered as he surveyed the room. "Where on earth could Yumi be?"

Exiting the room, Aki leaned against the wall, deep in contemplation. He had heard rumors that some of the parties at the Academy lasted well into the next afternoon. Perhaps that's where Yumi was, among her close-knit group of friends, celebrating in a private gathering. Aki stopped himself from getting jealous, Yumi has always been very popular in the Academy.

Nevertheless, an unsettling feeling gnawed at him, preventing him from waiting here any longer. The truth was, Aki had little desire to return to the Academy; it was a sanctuary for knowledge, but not much more for him.

As he gazed down the empty hallway, a profound sense of longing for a different reality surged within him. There wasn't a single soul behind the closed dorm room doors who would greet him with the warmth of an old friend, no one who would open their door with a smile to see him still wandering the halls of the Academy. The weight of isolation pressed heavily on his heart.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, and allowed himself to daydream about a future where he and Yumi embarked on a journey, forming deep connections with friends and creating cherished memories along the way. A slight smile graced his lips as he pictured himself surrounded by loyal companions. He made a silent promise to cherish each of these newfound friends, regardless of their origins—be they kobolds, orcs, or even a small cat.

After a brief moment lost in his reverie, he reluctantly pulled himself back to reality. Aki hadn't confided any of this to Yumi, not wanting to burden her with his feelings. He couldn't help but regret that choice, but he understood that he couldn't hold her responsible for his own sense of detachment. All he could do was hope that Yumi was enjoying her time with her friends.

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YUMI

Professor Alkhart's eyes burned with carnal hunger as he gazed out the window. "He's no longer in sight," he sighed, his voice laced with anticipation. His attention shifted to Yumi, her face turning a delightful shade of blue as she desperately held her breath, taking his cock deep into her mouth. His grin widened, reveling in the sight of her struggling to accommodate him.

Oh, how he knew she adored every second of this torment. Despite the apparent unease, her tongue continued its wicked dance around his throbbing shaft, driving him to the edge of ecstasy.

"Do you want to see him?" Professor Alkhart's voice oozed with a mixture of dominance and desire. "I can conjure a scrying spell that will allow both of us to witness his every move."

Yumi nodded, her body trembling with a cocktail of sensations—desperation, lust, and an insatiable need. The lack of oxygen heightened her senses, making the experience all the more intoxicating.

With a release of his grip on her head, Professor Alkhart let her gasp for air, her mouth free from his engorged length. She coughed and spat, her white tank top now stained with her own saliva, a testament to the intensity of their encounter.

Tears welled in her eyes as she gazed up at the professor, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Tell me," she managed to whisper, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and arousal. "Are you the reason Aki is condemned to solitude?"

A wicked smirk adorned Professor Alkhart's lips as he discarded his robe, revealing his naked form. "Indeed, my dear," he replied, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "I orchestrated his isolation. A web of provocations, whispered words to his classmates, and manipulation of his other professors. All to ensure Aki suffered, all for my own twisted pleasure."

Yumi's mouth hung open in shock, but instead of anger, a surge of arousal ignited within her. The realization that Aki's unwavering devotion to her was an incidental byproduct by this sadistic professor only fueled her desire. She craved to be fucked by the man who had tormented Aki, to experience the depths of his depravity firsthand.

"What are you waiting for?" Professor Alkhart's voice brimmed with impatience as he leaned down, his eyes fixated on the blond knight. "Strip. Now."

Without hesitation, Yumi shed her tank top and bra, exposing her perky breasts, the hardened peaks yearning for attention. As she moved to remove her leggings, Professor Alkhart's grip tightened on her shoulders, his touch rough and demanding. "Once I'm done with you," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear, "you will reunite with Aki in a state he could never have imagined."

Mouth open in awe, Yumi kissed the disgusting professor. They lips parting as their tongue swirl. Yumi sucked the tongue of the old man as he he raised a hand. As they kissed intensely, their eyes wandered to the Scrying Spell and both of them grinned as they watched Aki walking alone while being avoided by all of the other students.

"OOh!" she moaned as Professor Alkhar roughly pinched her nipples.

Suddenly, Professor Alkhart roughly pushed her away, the surprise of the act causing Yumi to fall down, her breast jiggling roughly. "Get those legging off, miss Yumi." he commanded. "And crawl to me."

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AKI

Unable to employ Telepathic Bond due to the Academy's prohibition on its use to prevent cheating during exams, Aki decided to head to the canteen for a meal. Although he had convinced himself that Yumi was in her friend's room, a persistent unease continued to nag at him.

As he left the dormitory building, he cast a contemplative glance at the tower ahead, where Professor Alkhart conducted his classes. An inkling prompted him to reconsider checking the window again, but he suppressed the urge, as he wanted Yumi to see him as soon as possible and exiting the Academy would take more time.

Instead, he made his way to the canteen, where the inviting aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air. Upon entering, a waitress with a toad like face regarded him. "You're still here, huh?" she remarked with a frown.

Aki simply nodded. He looked up at the menu. "I'll have..."

"The usual?" the waitress interjected.

Aki gazed at her with a touch of reproach and nodded in agreement.

"Take a seat anywhere, and I'll bring it to you."

Aki turned and found a table, opting for one of the smaller ones as usual. He had grown accustomed to solitary dining since Yumi was the only one who ever joined him when their breaks coincided.

While waiting for his meal, he reached for a book from his satchel. Having nearly exhausted all the books relevant to his area of expertise, he had taken to reading romantic fiction. He found the romantic narratives rather engaging, hoping they might help him understand Yumi better.

However, as he delved into his reading, he found himself more captivated by the friendships the characters formed along their journeys than the romances which became stale and predictable for his liking.

As he immersed himself in his book, a couple of female students passing by caught his attention. They were talking amongst themselves, and Aki couldn't help but overhear something that greatly intrigued him.

"What kind of girl would go for Professor Alkhart!?" one of them mused.

"Some slut," another replied simply. "It's a bit surprising, though. I wonder who it is. He finally found someone, huh?"

"Gods, they're still going at it when we left! Some of the guys are still there, listening to them. My friend was among them and said she has a rocking body. I wish he'd say that about me..."

Aki looked up, his brow furrowing. "Could it be? Is it possible?" he wondered. Aki got up and quickly rushed outside, curiosity gnawing at him.

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YUMI

Yumi's heart raced with a mix of anticipation and submission as she obeyed Professor Alkhart's command. She quickly peeled off her leggings, exposing her smooth, glistening cunt to his hungry gaze. Without hesitation, she dropped to her hands and knees, her breasts grazing the cold floor as she crawled towards him.

As Yumi crawled, her eyes never left the scrying spell, where Aki's lonely figure continued to walk, unaware of the explicit scene unfolding before him. The sight of him being alone, coupled with the Professor's presence, fueled her desire to please and be used by him.

Reaching Professor Alkhart's feet, Yumi looked up at him with an intense hunger in her eyes. "Please, Professor," she begged, her voice dripping with need. "Use me. Fuck me like you've been fucking with Aki's life."

The devilish Professor Alkhart, his eyes filled with a predatory gleam, smirked down at Yumi, his hand reaching out to stroke her silky hair. "Oh, my eager little slut," he growled, his voice heavy with lust. "You want me to fuck you, don't you? To ravage you as I've ravaged Aki's innocence?"

Yumi's breath hitched at his words, her body trembling with excitement. "Yes, Professor," she moaned, her voice dripping with desire. "I want you to take me, to make me yours."

Without warning, Professor Alkhart grabbed Yumi by the hair, pulling her closer to him. His other hand moved to cup her chin, tilting her face up to meet his smoldering gaze. "You're going to ride me, Yumi," he commanded, his voice filled with dominance. "You're going to ride me while we watch Aki in the scrying spell."

Yumi's eyes widened, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. She nodded, her lips parting in anticipation. "Yes, Professor," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'll do anything you want."

With a wicked grin, Professor Alkhart released his grip on Yumi's hair, allowing her to position herself on top of him. Her wetness dripped onto his thick, pulsating cock as she straddled him, her hands bracing against his muscular chest. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, moaning at the delicious feeling of being filled.

As Yumi began to ride him, her hips undulating with a rhythm that matched the intensity of their desire, the scrying spell continued to play out before them. Aki, unaware of their twisted pleasure, entered her dorm room. His face was impasive but Yumi knew him enough that she knew how sad he was.

Yumi's moans echoed through the empty classroom, filling the air with the symphony of their forbidden pleasure. Each thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy through her body, her walls clenching around Professor Alkhart's length. Her screams of pleasure grew louder, reaching the ears of the students downstairs, who couldn't help but be captivated by the raw passion emanating from the room.

Peeking through the partially open door, the students witnessed the explicit scene, their eyes wide with shock and excitement. They gasped as Yumi's body glistened with sweat, her skin flushed with pleasure. Her moans mingled with the sound of their own breathing, creating a symphony of carnal desire that engulfed them all.

Fortunately for Yumi, they couldn't see her face as her back was turned towards them as she remained oblivious to their presence. Lost in the throes of pleasure, she rode Professor Alkhart with abandon, her body writhing in ecstasy. Her eyes never left the scrying spell, her gaze locked on Aki, who continued his solitary journey, blissfully unaware of the intense pleasure his beloved his having.

As Yumi's orgasm crashed over her, she let out a guttural cry, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure. Professor Alkhart, feeling her walls tighten around him, followed suit, his own release exploding inside her, filling her with his hot seed.

Collapsed in a sweaty, satiated heap, Yumi and Professor Alkhart glanced at each other, a wicked grin spreading across their faces. They had shared a forbidden moment, a secret pleasure that would forever bind them.

Little did they know, the students had witnessed it all. Professor Alkhart saw them first and he screamed with shock as dozens of faces could be seen from his doorway. Yumi glanced at them and immediately turned away, hiding her face from the onlookers.

"Go!" Professor Alkhart exclaimed in a panic. "Without your presence here, I might be able to talk our way out of this!"

Yumi, still hiding her face, gave a simple nod in response. Professor Alkhart hurried to the door and slammed it shut with a resounding thud, eliciting groans of disappointment from the students. Some of them even clamored for more, and one enthusiastic guy raised his fist, seemingly eager to offer a fist bump to the soon-to-be-disgraced professor. With the door secured, Yumi swiftly began to put on her clothes.

Professor Alkhart's eyes were wide with urgency as he snapped his fingers, revealing a hidden doorway. He pointed toward it and instructed Yumi, "Go through that! It leads to the dorms!"

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AKI

As Aki ascended the stairs to Professor Alkhart's tower, he found himself abruptly elbowed aside by a group of determined-looking professors. Their wrathful expressions made it clear that Professor Alkhart was currently occupied with a student, a breach of academy rules.

Among the professors leading this incursion was Professor Blight, a middle-aged man with a goatee. Despite his gaunt appearance and sunken eyes, he was one of the academy's most formidable instructors, specializing in armed combat. With Professor Blight heading up the stairs, Aki surmised that Professor Alkhart's days as a professor were numbered. In all likelihood, he wouldn't last the morning.

Pausing in his ascent, Aki briefly considered observing the spectacle of Professor Alkhart's confrontation with his colleagues. However, his primary objective was to locate Yumi, and he doubted that Yumi would willingly associate herself with Professor Alkhart. Furthermore, being seen in the audience might lead to unnecessary complications and delays in leaving the academy. Thus, Aki made a pragmatic decision to proceed to the canteen and wait for Yumi there.

As he continued on his path towards the canteen, the noise and commotion from the tower grew louder. However, his attention was suddenly diverted when he spotted a figure with long blond hair entering the dorms. Aki hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and changed direction, heading towards the dorm. If it turned out to be Yumi, he could wait for her outside. It would also provide him with a vantage point to witness the unfolding drama involving Professor Alkhart, far enough to avoid being noticed yet close enough to observe.

Seating himself near the entrance of the dorm, Aki waited patiently. After some time, he watched with barely hidden amusement as Professor Alkhart, fully nude to Aki's disgust, was unceremoniously thrown out of the tower's front door. With his hands occupied in covering his embarrassment, he offered no defense. Professor, no... just Alkhart now, hit the ground, his head making painful contact with the ground.

Professor Blight emerged from the building and gazed down at the disgraced professor. Alkhart, seemingly ****, implored, "There is no girl! Present to me the girl!" His attempt to raise his hand in plea was abruptly halted, as that would reveal his private state to all present.

Professor Blight chose to remain silent, responding with a punch that struck Alkhart's face squarely. Aki let out an appreciative whistle upon hearing the satisfying crunch. Aki held great respect for Professor Blight, fully aware that beneath the serene façade, a raging fury was concealed. After taking a deep breath, Professor Blight whispered, his voice projecting for all to hear, "Almost a hundred witnessed the entire incident."

With a raised hand, he conjured a menacing, dark scythe that appeared to materialize from thin air. "Alkhart, your connections won't help you now. You have two choices: die here or resign in disgrace."

Before Alkhart could respond, Aki felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning to face Yumi, he saw her smiling at him, the first person to do that throughout the whole morning - confirming that she was the only person who could acknowledge him with such a smile.

Yumi, now equipped in her armor with an enchanted shield behind her, glanced at Alkhart with a smirk and said, "Shall we go, Aki?"

Aki stood up, his earlier loneliness now forgotten, replaced by the satisfaction of witnessing Professor Alkhart finally face justice. He smiled at Yumi and replied, "Let's go then."

For the final time, Aki cast a glance at Alkhart, who was being escorted by Professor Blight towards the Academy's main offices. It was clear that the man was openly weeping, his hands raised in a gesture of vulnerability. Professor Blight had seemingly ordered him not to hide his humiliation, and every time Alkhart's hand moved towards his lower body, Professor Blight menacingly raised the dark scythe as a warning.

Aki thought, "There will be consequences for this," as displaying a naked man, even if he did deserved it, around the Academy was undoubtedly against the rules. However, Aki quickly shrugged the thought off. Professor Blight was an essential member of the faculty, the leader of the Academy's defense, and the right-hand man of the Great Knight, Julie. He was more likely to receive only a minor reprimand.

Turning toward Yumi, Aki smiled as he spotted her taking the lead, heading out of the academy. She only turned towards the academy once they reached the village's entrance arch. There, she asked, "Where to then?"

Aki responded with a simple, "Eastern Village."

A mischievous glint sparkled in Yumi's eyes, and she nodded enthusiastically. "That sounds PERFECT!"

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THE MIGHTY LANDALE

Landale awoke with a start, realizing he'd unintentionally dozed off. His eyes met the night sky, and when he stood up in astonishment, he discovered he'd managed to sleep away the entire day. He offered a silent prayer while peeking around to survey the entrance arch, and his heart sank when he found no sign of Aki.

Cursing himself, Landale delivered a hearty smack to his forehead. His reaction, however, quickly shifted from annoyance to a painful wince, and a loud yelp echoed through the otherwise quiet village. His face had taken on a vivid shade of red from the sunburn he'd acquired while napping in the grass near the entrance, and the excruciating pain from his own hand brought tears to his eyes. Every inch of exposed skin had fallen victim to the fiery wrath of the sun.

The tears stung as they streamed down his cheeks, causing more to follow – a painful cycle of discomfort. With a melodramatic sigh, Landale resigned himself to retreat to his dorm, giving his overly sunburned body the respite it so desperately needed.

In the following days, isolated in his room, he dreamt of his mission each night, and in these dreams, his mother appeared to gaze at him with disappointment. He feared he would be the last of his batch to reach the capital, almost guaranteeing him the lowest possible rank.

Landale pondered the absurdity of seeking **** against someone who likely didn't even know he existed. He decided to abandon his misguided quest for vengeance and, with a heavy sigh, forgave Aki, letting go of the grudge that had seared him more deeply than the sun's unforgiving rays.

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Author's Note: It recently dawned on me that I'm crafting a fanfic of my own creation. To say the least, it's an intriguing sensation lol

Now, as for the characters, except for Yumi, who in the main timeline would have unquestionably smashed Alkhart with her mace, the rest of the characters here are considered canon. We may cross paths with them again if we ever revisit the Academy.

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