"Stop! Everyone please do some stretching before we leave!"
The next day, he was instructing the students at the school's training grounds.
The day before, Miss Erika had arranged for a carriage to take Felica.
Honestly, it was a relief. I was worried about how to get Felica, who was completely worn out from fear and shame, to a secluded spot.
That's right, I'm a stupid son, but I called the guards and explained the situation.
He was taken away along with the illegal magic stone.
...I didn't want it to be covered up, so I borrowed that idiot son's magic bag.
I hope I don't use it.
If he continues to stir things up, I'll kill him and make it look like a suicide.
To be honest, it would be better if someone like that idiot brat died quickly so I wouldn't have to worry.
As soon as I hear that you've been released, I'll go right away.
I didn't experience war for nothing, so don't underestimate me.
As the students left for the changing rooms, Roy approached and suddenly bowed his head.
Stop it immediately and say
"Stop it, Roy. Someone might get suspicious. You don't want to be investigated either, do you?...Is Instructor Felica okay?"
"...That's right. Yes, I'm calm. I heard it from my sister. Thank you very much."
"Don't worry about it... tell Miss Erika too, okay?"
"No, I already told them. I managed to get them to accept my thanks. My father scolded me and told me to contact him immediately, though..."
"Haha, as expected of Miss Erika. It seems you have no intention of forgiving the person who put Instructor Felica through such a thing."
"Yes, that's right. I was so worried about my sister that I didn't notice. I certainly deserve to be scolded."
I said with a light laugh, and Roy shook his head with a wry smile.
I put one hand on Roy's shoulder and said the words he would need to hear.
"When protecting someone important, you have to think about a lot of things, but you can't get the order wrong... okay?"
"...Yes, Instructor Reid!"
Roy nodded with a serious expression and headed towards the changing room.
From now on, various events will happen to Roy.
It is the player's job to guide them so they don't make any mistakes, but there is no one like that in this world.
The event of making a mistake is helping people.
If you get the order wrong, the heroine will be in danger. In the worst case, she will die.
As an instructor, I will help when I can, but there are limits.
...Please, Roy.
"What you were talking about...?"
"Good work, Miss Erica... You should go change first."
"...I understand."
He turned towards the voice behind him and sighed.
The thin clothes she had worn for training were sticking to her body with sweat.
She seemed to understand what I was saying as she replied, then hid her chest with a towel and ran off to the changing room.
...She's a noblewoman, right? Maybe I should talk to the butler about it.
Still, it might be best to hurry up with the plan you're thinking of.
No, let's hurry.
"So, the place you want me to accompany you back is...is this it?"
"Ah, that's right."
"...Isn't this not a place where you would normally come with your students?"
"Rather than being a student, I asked him to come with me to help me."
"Help me... here?"
Miss Erika hears what I say, replies, and then turns her gaze towards the store sign.
The place they brought her to was a lingerie store that Miss Erika also favors.
Is it also called a lingerie shop?
We enter the store with Erika leading the way.
There were a few female customers there, and they glanced at me as I entered.
But if it's for the students, it's fine.
Miss Erika says something to the clerk, who hurries to the back of the store.
Even so, I don't really sell it...
No, why?
From what I've seen in this world, even if a woman's breasts are called small, they're still about the size of an apple, right?
After a while, a woman appeared from the back of the store.
The woman appeared to be a little older than Nimi, with long, softly curled blonde hair.
She exudes a mature sexiness that is different from that of Ms. Erika.
This person's breasts are about the same size as Nimi's...
She bowed in front of Miss Erika and me, and began to talk with a smile.
"My name is Marika, and I'm the manager of Flower Mist. Lady Erika, it's been a while... who is this?"
"It's been a while, Marika. This is Reid, the combat instructor in charge of my year."
"A combat instructor...?"
Marika tilts her head in confusion at Erika's introduction.
Seeing that, I chuckle a little.
Of course, if you suddenly showed up and introduced me to a combat instructor...
I bow my head and say.
"It's nice to meet you, I'm Instructor Reid. I apologize for the sudden visit, but would you be willing to help my students?"
"What does that mean?"
"...Could you please explain? I don't want to have to stand here, so please come to the room over there."
Although confused, Marika showed me to what seemed to be a room for reception.
Marika, who gives instructions to her subordinates about tea, also prepares something to write on.
When the tea arrives, I draw a simple picture and show it to them.
"Underwear...?"
"...this is"
"I would like you to create underwear that will keep my breasts from moving too much during battle and keep them in place."
Yes, no bra.
Although there are things like corsets and negligees, there are no bras.
I know this because I watch the students during training.
All the students have large breasts. Because of this, there were many times when their breasts were shaking and they were unable to attack in the way that they could with their natural physical abilities.
He also looked like he was in pain and was uncomfortably adjusting his pants because they were digging into his body.
Even Roy seems to notice, but he doesn't do anything at the time.
But the battlefield is different. Monsters won't miss such an opportunity. It's the same when facing humans.
What I drew is a bra and panties, which is easier to understand than trying to explain it in words.
"By the way, does underwear like this exist?"
"...The world is so vast that I can't say it's impossible, but I've never seen anything like it."
"Why didn't I notice this until now..."
Miss Erika is standing next to me with her arms crossed and her head tilted to the side.
I called out to Miss Erika with a smile.
"Miss Erica"
"What is it?"
"It's time for business, please?"
"...Huh?"
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* Mother-in-law/Step Mother Nimi
She is 165cm tall, 37 years old, and has brown hair. Her hair reaches down to her waist and is tied up in a braid.
I solve it when I go to bed.
She has a soft, gentle expression and a strong maternal instinct.
Appears to be in his late 20s
Her body shape is just the right balance, neither too thin nor too fat.
He also says that the word "wife" fits her well.
Her breasts are as big as a dodgeball and as soft as a marshmallow
I'm starting to see Reid as a man.
After all, he was secretly thinking of a way to signal.