The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

14 – Disciple, what is conscious of me as a member of the opposite s*x?

“… ….”

After the death of the golden devil and the arrival of the magicians of the Qliphoth family.

White and Ashera ran away from the Golden Mage Tower when the leader of the Wizards was careless.

How long has it been since you moved like that?

A small city at the end of the Duchy of Qlipport.

In a small bar there, White and Ashera were sharing a drink.

Although there were no guests except for them, Ashera rather liked this place.

Because there is no place that satisfies these conditions to tell a story that others should not hear.

‘But, that’s it.’

Ugh-

Ashera snapped her fingers once with a calm expression.

Perfect!

Mana was converted into a thin film, carefully covering only the seat where they were sitting.

“… ….”

And White, who had been quietly toppling his glass until now, finally raised his head.

“…… Is it a curtain for soundproofing?”

A calm voice began to flow from his mouth.

White brought her meaningful smile to the corner of her mouth, turning her blue eyes towards Ashera.

“Do you want to tell me something secret, Master?”

“…… Yes, what.”

For some reason, Ashera replied with a timid expression to White’s smile, which seemed so mean.

Then she calmly put down her glass and opened her mouth again.

The first thing she said was a very simple one.

“I won’t ask.”

“… ….”

White narrowed her eyes at a word that seemed like she couldn’t easily grasp the meaning behind it.

But not paying attention to White’s reaction, Ashera took a sip of the red wine.

“Whoa… ….”

With a shallow sigh, Ashera met White’s gaze.

“Can I say that again? He said he would not ask anything about it, disciple.”

A gentle smile began to form on Ashera’s lips.

“The disciple’s rapid growth, the fact that he has been hiding his realization until now, the reason for killing the golden demon king, and even the method.”

“… ….”

“…… I won’t ask anything, I.”

Ashera finished her words.

As she spoke, White tried to remain calm on the outside.

‘…… Why?’

It was very disturbing and confusing inside.

Feeling a cold sweat run down her cheek, White bit her lip lightly.

…… Why?

These are the things Ashera is most curious about right now.

And she had the answers to all those questions herself.

If so…….

“…… Won’t you ask? Why?”

In the end, White, who couldn’t stand her doubts, took her question out of her mouth.

‘…… Oops.’

For a moment, White was taken aback by his mistake, but then, as quickly as he could, he raised a blank expression on his face.

It didn’t do any good for her to show her how embarrassed she was.

Although she was her teacher whom she trusted and cherished more than anyone else.

…… Especially because she is like that.

There are secrets that cannot be told.

White swallowed a dry spit and looked straight at Ashera.

“…… Hmmm, um.”

Ashera, who was just calmly drinking her wine, opened her mouth a minute after White brought up her question.

I don’t know if it was to annoy White, or if she just wanted to enjoy her wine.

Anyway, she had a meaningful smile on her lips.

Ashera opened her mouth.

“…… ‘Someday I will tell you everything’.”

“… ….”

“It was none other than the disciple who said that, right?”

Speaking that, Ashera gave a slightly bitter smile.

‘…… Master.’

And the expression on White’s face as she held Ashera’s smile in her eyes was truly immersed in guilt.

However, she tried to keep it as low as possible, so that her own teacher would not notice it.

Trying to hide her insides as much as she could, White clamped her mouth shut.

“Huh… ….”

Then, toward that White, her somehow meaningful eyes twinkled once.

Ashera opened her mouth again.

“I’ll wait.”

“Yes?”

And at the brief word she uttered, White involuntarily asked back.

…… And only then could he see it.

“…… Someday.”

The fact that her own teacher had a very sad expression on her face.

The reason she hadn’t noticed until now was probably because she, too, was controlling her expression in her own way.

“Someday, maybe.”

“…… Master.”

“Please tell me not too late, disciple?”

As she finished her words, Ashera gave her a small eye smile.

And White’s inner thoughts facing her eye smile.

‘…… Cute.’

It wasn’t really that simple.

“…… Hut.”

I wondered if I had let go of her mind halfway when I caught her eye smile momentarily.

A feeling that passed through my mind, maybe a little out of place.

White involuntarily made her blush.

…… What are you doing?

At this serious moment, such a light sentiment.

“Disciple?”

At that, Ashera tilted her head as if wondering.

“…… It’s nothing.”

White had no choice but to reply.

“… ….”

Her brilliant eye smile did not leave her head.

-Please tell me before it’s too late, disciple?

-Not too late…….

-So…….

…… The words she had uttered continued to linger in her mind.

To be honest, the smile she made as she spit out those words.

‘…… It’s dangerous, but this.’

She had enough power to make White, who had witnessed the end of the world, hesitate, albeit for a moment.

Actually, at that point, it’s not inferior to being called great magic.

If you can make yourself, who has risen to the top among archmage-class wizards, shake this much, then it’s good enough to stand at the pinnacle of spirit-type magic—

‘…… No, what am I thinking right now?’

White jerked her head away, trying to get her thoughts out of the way.

Because his face was slightly red before he knew it.

“Huh… ….”

It wasn’t Ashera who couldn’t notice White’s expression.

She began to cast her weary gaze at her white, resting her chin on her chin, letting out her strange nasal groan.

“…… What is it, Master?”

“No, not really?”

Ashera skips over White’s question.

“Just… ….”

Then she shrugged her shoulders once, muttering briefly in her calm voice.

“…… I wonder if my disciple felt a little cute when he saw my smile and couldn’t keep his senses?”

“…… !”

And the power of that short word was truly enormous.

White’s face flushed red.

“…… Master!”

He got up from his seat, pretending to be angry, and yelled at me as a threat.

“Ahahahaha~”

Ashera just calmly accepted it.

“…… Ah.”

I wonder if I couldn’t stand the shame that rushed me.

White patted her forehead once, complaining of her dizziness.

Soon he sat quietly again.

“Whoops. You are still far from being able to match me.”

Ashera flashed her mischievous smile as she whipped out her own wand and wiggled it around playfully.

“Well, didn’t you say that the other day? Do you want to get engaged or what? ….”

“… ….”

Ashera made a mischievous look at White, who, without saying anything, fluttered her eyes.

“Oh, really. This is rather…….”

And, finally, he made up his voice so that it was somehow bewitching.

Ashera struck White with her final blow.

“…… Isn’t the disciple conscious of me as a member of the opposite s*x?”

“…… !”

At such a word from her, White’s face went red beyond that.

Unable to bear the thought of covering her face like that, White stiffened her body.

“…… That, that’s-“

Soon, she somehow struggled to open her mouth.

“… ….”

In the end, the proper sentence didn’t come true.

What should I say?

That’s not it, don’t play around?

To her own mentor, should she take out such a banal line?

“… ….”

…… I didn’t want to.

I honestly don’t know why…….

‘…… Seriously, I don’t know why.’

White recited a lie that was obvious even to himself.

…… In any case, he himself does not know the reason for the tickling.

“…… Khumm, um.”

Yeah, whatever.

Really, I ended up in a situation where I couldn’t even do this.

I can’t answer, and I can’t say no.

“Haaa… ….”

White let out a shallow sigh, pressing down on her eyes.

-Aren’t you, my disciple, conscious of me as a member of the opposite s*x?

“… ….”

The enchanting voice of hers that flashes through my mind momentarily and remains clear to this day.

White twisted his expression again.

It was a bonus that even the nape of the neck was dyed red.

‘Huh… ….’

…… And, there was a golden gaze that looked at White as if he were watching it.

‘Really, you are cute. The disciple is also true.’

Ashera let out a light laugh, feeling more at ease.

Watching White’s unusually red face.

‘Isn’t the disciple conscious of me as a member of the opposite s*x?’

“heheheung~”

…… She didn’t even know in her dreams that what he had said was a highly probable guess.

In fact, even when she said that, it was half as if she was making a joke out of it.

Ashera, who thinks that the reason her own disciple blushes is because she just couldn’t handle her shame, which flooded her normally.

…… In fact, she dared to say it, but she was rather inexperienced in that area.

“Hey, disciple~ I don’t get an answer. Is there something wrong!”

“… ….”

So, she was completely unaware of the true intentions of her pupil.

It was possible to play a prank like this calmly.

“Ah, what are you so embarrassed about? Again, could it be that the disciple really likes me as a member of the opposite s*x?”

Ashera poked the back of her white hand with her own wand, drawing her mischievous smile.

“…… Ugh.”

Unable to respond to Ashera’s offensive at all, White simply lowered her head.

Inside a deserted little bar.

Between the two, with a thin film of mana on them.

Somewhere thrilling, yet exciting.

At the same time, a strangely tickling atmosphere was beginning to rise.

‘Ah, what is it? It seems to be getting hotter for some reason.’

…… Although one of the two was oblivious to the true meaning of the mood.