I quickly manage to break the barrier. (Pink Trigger's Power >3999)

Virgilia was prepared for a drawn out magic battle. I wasn't going to give it to her. The teacher would probably regret teaching me magic so long ago, if she knew I had, but ah... Virgilia, please understand. I only bully you because I love you so dearly.

As soon as Virgilia's magic shield was raised, I raised my own Pink Trigger in kind, physically manifested as a pink gun barrel just past my extended hand. Her expression didn't change. With a smile, one I hope was filled with all of my love and clearly conveyed my feelings, I expanded the barrel... and expanded... and expanded. Soon that Pink Trigger barrel was larger than any army's tank barrel. I told her how much I loved her and she gave me a confused expression, showing that she didn't think my words and my actions matched.

With a snap, I released a tremendous tank bombardment of pink that smashed into her barrier. Are you worried about her safety? There's no need to- remember the rules? I can't kill anyone in this story. Instead, she was blown off her feet and onto the grass lawn, as her barrier shattered into a million pieces and vanished into the night sky. Poor Virgilia... you don't have much luck producing kind students, do you?

I walked over with my hands in my pockets, surveying her naked body fully now. I told her again that I loved her and I was sorry I'd deceived her for so long. I'm no magic student... I'm a master of the Pink Trigger. A Sorcerer of Endless Eroticism. This was all a means to an end.

"W-What end? What are you going to do?"

Ah, Virgilia... It's not what I'm going to do, it's what you are. That was our game, right?