These Dangerous Girls Placed Me Into Jeopardy-Chapter 15Vol 1. : Stop Joking Around

Ms. Yang deflated like a punctured balloon, rolled her eyes dramatically, and made a disgusted expression.

Hey, hey, hey! Are you looking down on ordinary people right now?! Let me tell you: the world is built by ordinary people! Ordinary folks make up ninety-eight percent of humanity!

This time, at least, Ms. Yang accepted it pretty easily. Stroking her chin, she muttered to herself.

"But then... how exactly did you find out my True Name? Only my mother knows it... and there's no way she would’ve revealed it to anyone. How could you possibly know it? Unless... you have mind-reading powers? No, that’s not right. Normal mind-reading shouldn’t work on us anyway... Besides, you don't have even a trace of magic on you."

"Ahhh~~~?"

I stared blankly at Ms. Yang, letting out a long, dazed groan.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand her words. It was that my entire worldview was being shattered for the second time in my life...

Mind-reading? Magic?

Those totally unscientific things... actually exist?

I wanted so badly to deny it, to reject anything that could destroy my normal, peaceful life. But right in front of me was Ms. Yang—with her pointed ears and little horns—and I could no longer deceive myself.

Those names and titles I’d seen floating above people...

They’re all real...

That horrifying truth made me go cold all over.

The things I used to dismiss as delusions, as madness, were now irrefutably real. And I was left completely lost.

"So if you’re just a regular person, how did you know my name?" she pressed.

"I-I really don’t know anything..."

I hated not understanding things. Stop breaking my common sense!

"Stop joking around! How could you not know! You ignored my illusion spell, saw through my real form, and even spoke my True Name out loud! And now you’re telling me you don’t know anything?! Look at me! How dare you say you don’t know! Tell me—what do you see right now?"

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"Uh... succubus?"

"So you do know!!"

I had just casually read the title floating above her head... I didn’t think it would actually turn out to be true.

Ms. Yang... really was a succubus.

Which meant all the titles I saw were very likely real too.

That meant—

Ms. Jane really was a clone. Lillian Ji really was a necrophiliac killer. My classmates really were a bunch of lunatics. And most importantly—

My sisters... really were brocons!!

I—!!

Clutching my head, I pushed out my palm toward Ms. Yang, backing away slightly, and ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) said, "Wait—my mind’s a mess right now. Let me organize my thoughts..."

From what Ms. Yang had said earlier, it seemed that because I had called out her "True Name," some kind of contract had been formed between us.

Right. In Western fantasy novels, it’s common for demons to be bound by True Names. So if Ms. Yang was a succubus, it made sense she would have the same weakness.

"So... because I called your True Name, I became your Master?"

"Exactly. You spoke my True Name aloud, and I heard it. That completed the contract. Didn’t you feel a headache just now? That’s the symptom when a contract forms. It’s just... because the difference in our spiritual power is too big, a forced balance had to happen."

"Forcibly... balancing?"

"Yeah. It ripped off a piece of my spiritual power and glued it onto yours. Normally, the one with stronger spiritual power dominates the weaker one once the True Name is called. Which means, even if you knew my name, a contract shouldn't have been possible... But somehow, the contract did form, and I even had to split my power with you... Waaaah..."

As she said this, Ms. Yang started crying again, wailing pitifully.

Oh come on, not again! Please stop crying already! You’re a teacher! Is it really okay to lose it in front of a student like this?!

"Wait, wait, don’t cry! How can I give the spiritual power back to you?"

"...You want to give it back?"

"Of course! I never wanted to take anything from you!"

Sniffling, wiping away her tears with her fingers, Ms. Yang said, "Sniff... Our spirits are already intertwined now. They’re inseparable. Even if you wanted to return it, you can’t. It'll only revert naturally when you die.

My piece will return once the contract dissolves... Would you be willing to die for me?"

"Uh... that’s a little difficult..."

"Exactly.

So until you die, I’m your servant... Oh right, you can call me Lily from now on. Or if you want, you can call me Lilith—that's my real name."

"Uh, then... Ms. Lily?"

"Ahh—no! Don’t call me 'Ms.' or 'Teacher'!"

"Eh?"

I had just said it reflexively, but Ms. Yang’s face flushed bright red, and she let out a strange, choked sound.

"Since I’m your servant now, you can't address me with any kind of respectful title like that. Every time you call me 'teacher,' I... I get punished. You should call me directly by my name—from now on, even in your mind! Get used to it quickly, or it’ll cause problems."

"O-okay, I got it... Ms. Yan—"

I nodded seriously, but almost accidentally blurted out "Ms. Yang" again.

She shot me a vicious glare, and I immediately corrected myself.

"Ahem, got it. Lily."

Habits really are terrifying... Looks like I seriously needed to get used to calling her Lily—even mentally—otherwise she'd keep suffering... in ways I didn’t want to imagine.

"Also, don’t ever reveal my True Name to anyone else! Even though I’ve already accepted you as my Master, if anyone else knows my True Name, my powers will weaken. I could even be cursed! So absolutely don’t tell anyone!"

"Don’t worry! I swear—I won’t say a word! Even if they rip my mouth open!"

"And another thing! If you ever try to make me do perverted things, I’ll risk backlash and drag you down with m—ahh ahh ahh!"

Before she could finish, Lily suddenly started shaking violently, collapsed onto the floor with a thud, and curled up, twitching.

"...Ugh... Even threatening isn’t allowed..."

She flopped onto the table, panting heavily. Her chest heaved up and down with each breath. Sweat sparkled on her forehead under the lights. Her face was still flushed red, and a tiny trail of drool hung from the corner of her lips...

Whoa... she looks way too seductive...

This woman...

Wow...

This must be the terrifying charm of a succubus...

I forcefully steadied my mind, turned my head away from Lily, and awkwardly muttered, "I already swore, didn’t I? Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you."

"That’s true... you swore. If you violate it... you'll explode..."

"Wait—explode?! Seriously?"

"Of course! You made a 'vow' to me. The contract will enforce it absolutely!"

Holy crap. Good thing I only said 'explode.' If I’d said something like 'get struck by lightning,' I’d probably have died instantly! Actually, explosion sounds pretty bad too!

Well, no matter. I really wasn’t planning on doing anything scummy anyway. Hmph, such vows meant nothing to a true gentleman like me!

"So with that settled, you don’t have to be so wary of me anymore, right?"

Lily clutched her chest, nodded slightly, and whispered gratefully, "Yeah. Thank you... Master."

"I’m begging you, Ms. Ya—no, Lily, can you please stop calling me 'Master'? We’re still teacher and student, you know..."

Was she really going to call me 'Master' from now on?

Honestly, I’d always kind of wanted a maid to call me that. But having my teacher call me 'Master' was... Just too weird.

"I don’t want to call you that either! But because of the contract, I’m required to use an honorific."

Oh. That explained it. Still, being called 'Master' was way too much. Wasn’t there an alternative...?

"Hmm...

How about you call me 'Cheng-kun' instead?"

I suddenly remembered how Lillian Ji had once accidentally called my name backward.

'Kun' was a respectful suffix too, right? If Lily called me 'Cheng-kun,' that should be acceptable.

"Cheng-kun... ah, that works."

Lily tried it out. This time, she didn’t get punished or make any weird sounds. Looked like this name barely fell within the safe zone.

Although having my name flipped felt a little awkward, it was way better than being called 'Master.'

Imagine if someday in the school building she yelled 'Master!' at me... The rumors would be insane by the next day. Probably something like "Perverted Student Tames Female Teacher."

"So, it’s settled—just call me Cheng-kun from now on."

After solving the naming issue, I began asking her some questions.

Tilting my head left in confusion, I asked, "So, Lily, what exactly is your deal?"

Lily tilted her head right, mimicking me, and answered just as innocently, "Hmm? What do you mean?"

I tilted my head right too, getting more specific, "I mean, like... why is a succubus working at a school?"

Lily mirrored me again like looking into a mirror and replied, "What do you mean why? I’m a teacher here."

"...No, I mean—why is a succubus a teacher?!"

"I graduated from a teachers’ college, obviously. What else would I do?"

"Why are you answering so normally?! You’re a succubus!!"

Shouldn't there be something a little more... magical about this?!

"I am a succubus. But it’s not a big deal. It's just like the difference between white people and yellow people. We’re a bit different from you humans, that's all. No need to make a fuss."

"......"

Am I the one making a fuss?!

Succubi are just another ethnic group now?!

Screw that!

You’re not even the same species!