Exposed pussy, hidden dragon.

John had regained some mana, the class, while as inept and boring as before, was less vehemently hostile than usual and that was a relief, but not a reason to stop there.

He figured that having this teacher do something really scandalous in class would be a good way to get rid of her or at least to put her down a notch.

Ms Stanfield was taking care of not acting like she had to cover up, despite only wearing a short leather jacket. John used Move and started to focus. It would slowly drain mana because he would act not in one fell swoop but gradually.

He must have looked really concentrated on the lesson as the zipper on the front of her jacket began to slowly go down, inch by inch.

When it opened completely she got startled and closed the jacket, but without zipping it up as it would have been too obvious.

John had to wait a few minutes to cast Arouse on her. He realized that it could be easily solved by keeping a vial of his cum in his inventory and using Move to send one drop of it on his target, giving him the discount and allowing him to spam the spell without having to really get involved with her.

The next step was ready to go, the shiny red button. She had insisted to get an alarm button installed in her classroom in case a student became too problematic or tried to **** her. (Who would even want to do such a thing? And who would think of this eventuality?)

The button called the assistant principal of the Academy, who was in charge of discipline, whose office was nearby and, like they all learned when a boy freaked out for getting a bad grade on a good paper, it was a silent alarm.

John waited for a few more minutes and gave her a second round of Arouse before using Move to press the button.

He could see one of her hands holding the jacket shut, but the other was under the table and her arm was moving.

Less than a minute later the door opened and Mr Connelly entered the classroom. He was an ex cop, spent time in the military, and had been hired to keep the place secure and deal with threats or delinquents.

"Is everything all right? Ms Stanfield, what are you doing? And where are your clothes?" he asked confused about the situation.

Ms Stanfield, who had started pleasuring herself under both the Arouse spells' effect and her own excitement, didn't understand why he came here.

"It's not what it looks like. I mean I came here dressed decently but I somehow lost my clothes. And oh my god what am I saying?" she replied.

"Get your hands away from you this instant and stand up."

"What? No I can't do that!"

Mr Connelly drew out a taser and aimed it at her. She raised her hands and got up, revealing to the class, as her jacket opened, that she had nothing underneath.

The reaction was a lot less enthusiastic than during June's little accident. Peoplewere more happy at her embarrassment than to actually see her naked.

"Take your clothes and follow me to my office and we will set this straight," he instructed her.

"You don't get it, I have no clothes they disappeared!" replied the teacher nearly in tears.

"Don't make it worse, just follow me. Even your friend on the board won't be able to save you from this one. This was the last one of your little antics. Listen up everyone, just pack up your things and go have lunch. It's only a few minutes until the bell so there is no need to find someone to watch over the class," he instructed.

John regretted not being able to see more of her ordeal but was reassured to see that a few phones were out and that he would be able to find a video of that tonight.

John walked calmly to the cafeteria and after buying a tray of food went to sit at his usual table where he could eat alone and ogle at girls discreetly. He would usually write stories on his phone during lunch break but today was different.

Soon he spotted Moira getting in the cafeteria. She had a short argument with a few of her cheerleader friends and after getting her food she went to sit at John's table. When she sat down he heard a small noise that made him think that whatever she was wearing yesterday she still had it on.

"Hi Moira, how are you today?" he asked her. Despite his recent successes he realized he needed to learn how to speak to girls in a less awkward way.

"Newman, it is good you came; we have a lot to discuss. I talked to my dad about you and he never heard of someone like you," she replied. The use of his last name and lack of reply to his greeting set the tone of the conversation immediately.

"I have a few questions myself. Two days ago I never heard of real magic or anything like that and now there is all those things, gods, monsters, pocket universes, spells, and secret orders. It is really a lot to take in," he told her, trying to look more troubled and innocent than he actually was.

"Ask your questions, but there are a few things that I won't be able to tell you before we go to the manor after-school. And after that I will have some of my own for you," she conceded.

"You told me there were evil organizations bent on harming people, how safe am I? And can your order protect me? Is there a place where I can find books or items to learn more magic and how to defend myself? Also, when you described your order you talked about the Golden Rose which gives it its name, but what is it?

"This part of the world is safer than most. My Order and a few others have managed to keep it clear of most of the more dangerous organizations and lone wolves are quickly dealt with. We can protect you though, under certain conditions that will be explained to you later today. We have few magic wielders but we could teach you how to fight to defend yourself. The Golden Rose is not an item but a special blessing, transmitted from warden to warden, only three in our order can have it at anytime, I'll tell you more later if you want. Have I given you the answers you needed?" she asked him.

"If you can't tell me more here, it will have to do for now. What did you want to know?" he asked her. So the Golden Rose was not an item, there was no use to cast Theft on her and outside of the messy situation they were in before she might notice it.

"You are strange. I know you can do magic because I saw you do it. I can feel that a few items you have on you have a little power, but you use magic in no way I have ever seen. Can you cast a discrete spell? I want to test something," she asked, she looked in her pocket and got out something looking like a mix between a compass, an old pocket watch, and a steam gauge from an old train.

The thing was that he had few spells yet and some he wasn't ready to share with her. Craft was out, with its habit of making things with a sexual side. He wouldn't tell her about Theft, obviously, nor Arouse. The safest would be Move as it had many uses and didn't mark him as a pervert from the get go.

He just lifted her glass of water in the air a few inches. She held her gizmo close to the glass and then near him. John could see the needles staying motionless, except over his ring and bracelet.

"Incredible, magic items register but you don't seem to show up on conventional magic detection scales. I could see that you were doing it but I couldn't sense it. I'm no seer but I should be able to feel it so close. It is like the Lady shifts the reality for you rather than it being you casting spells. From what I understand of what you told me, it seems like your powers are more of an interface to Gaia's power, restricted by some rules, rather than a true personal power," she explained.

"What does that mean? Is it bad?" asked John, a bit worried to hear he didn't have real powers.

"No. In the end all magic is coming from her. It means you won't have some of the limitations some human magic users have, but also that you can use these skills, but you won't be able to understand them or how they work," she reassured him.

John had eaten his food while listening each time she talked. The fact she couldn't detect his magic was very good, it also meant he would be able to hide the extent of his powers from her.

"This ring and this bracelet, how did you get them?" she asked.

"They dropped from dead slimes in the barrier where we met."

"No, that is not possible. In a barrier nothing is real, it is only an illusion taking substance. Nothing found inside of one can be brought back outside if it."

"Well the dead slimes vanished, but they left those behind and I had them on me when the barrier shattered. By the way what about Mrs Wentworth, she looked very powerful, what was she doing there?" he remembered to ask.

"We don't know. She doesn't seem to attack anyone, but does very strange things. She is the reason my family moved to this town. We have been instructed to monitor her and discover more. Be careful with her. If anyone asks, we have a book report to do together. I have to go or someone thinks we are a couple. Meet me after your last class on the parking lot," she said before leaving.

He spent the rest of his lunch break fidgeting with his inventory, trying to find a way to store more. After moving around the items in it, putting them in the backpack and his own schoolbag to free up space, a pop-up opened.

Inventory management new options.
Inventory slots +6
Second equipment build unlocked.
Extra bag size - 1 slot.

He now had a total of 30 slots and the extra backpack full of goodies and extra clothes only took 5. He could now put items in a second set of equipment slots and switch from one to the other in a single command. Thankfully items could be used in both sets. He put his sabre in the weapon slot of his alternate build to free inventory space, adding his relaxed clothes and armoured underwear to it.

The bell rang marking the end of the lunch break. John had to mentally get ready for his last two hours at school. Something he usually dreaded, who knew how it would turn out today.