The Atelier of the Magic Pen: A Secret Contract with My Teacher
Coco, who just turned 18, has a talent for the 'Magic Pen' that can draw spells. She's now living alone with the great mage, Teacher Kieffrey. He's so kind, and he teaches her so many things. But when night falls, his demeanor changes completely.
'Coco, let's have a special lesson tonight.'
Whenever Teacher touches her, her body gets incredibly hot and her mind goes blank. It's so embarrassing, but she can't help wanting more. As their secret, lewd lessons continue, Coco finds herself falling
The Atelier of the Magic Pen: A Secret Contract with My Teacher - A Broken Seal and a Girl's Resolve — Waiting Three Days for My Teacher
The stone floor of the underground storage room was still cold.
The chill seeping through her back slowly leeched away the heat of their bodies, intertwined here just moments ago.
Coco sat hugging her knees, unable to move.
The memories of last night churned endlessly in her head.
That single tear Kiefer had shed.
Just thinking about what that tear meant felt like her chest was about to burst.
—*Thump.*
Her heart sounded an alarm of dread. Something was coming. Something was already right around the corner.
That was when it happened.
—***BOOOOM!!***
A thunderous roar shook the entire atelier.
Coco's head snapped up. It came from above the basement. From the direction of the front door.
She scrambled up the stairs.
"Teacher...!"
The moment she burst into the first-floor workshop, Coco's feet froze.
The front door had been destroyed. The hinges were torn off, and splinters of wood lay scattered across the floor.
A tall man stood silhouetted against the morning sun.
Close-cropped platinum blond hair. Gray eyes like polished steel.
Lucas.
In his right hand, he held a parchment that looked like a warrant.
"Kiefer. I am seizing all of your research records. This is a guild warrant."
Behind Lucas, there was another shadow.
Long, jet-black hair reaching down to her waist swayed eerily in the morning light. Elise.
Her violet eyes narrowed in triumph.
"...What is the meaning of this?"
Kiefer emerged from the study. He stepped in front of Coco, still in her nightclothes, shielding her.
"Elise Weinberg has testified. She claims you are continuing your research on forbidden root-interference techniques in the basement."
Elise's smile deepened. She glanced at Coco, her lips curling into a smirk.
"Good morning, little girl. Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
All the blood drained from Coco's body. They had been seen. Everything had been seen.
Lucas descended the stairs to the basement without a word.
Kiefer didn't move. He just stood there, fists clenched.
"Teacher... run...!"
Her voice trembled. But Kiefer shook his head.
"It's all right, Coco."
His voice was terrifyingly calm.
—*Screech!*
A horrible metallic sound echoed from the basement. It was the sound of Lucas destroying the seal with an authority magic circle.
Heat welled up behind Coco's eyes. The magic circle they had layered together that night—was being trampled on carelessly.
Her chest ached as if it would split open.
Footsteps returned. In Lucas's hands was a thick research notebook.
"The seizure is complete. Kiefer, you will be escorted to the royal capital on suspicion of violating guild law. Prepare yourself."
That was when it happened.
Elise stepped right up beside Coco. The scent of expensive perfume stung her nose.
"This is the end. Your research, your teacher, your place here. A tool that's outlived its usefulness just gets thrown away."
The voice whispered in her ear was colder than ice.
Coco's shoulders trembled.
She kept her head down and bit her lip. The old her would have just looked at the floor and stayed silent. But—not anymore.
*(I don't care if I'm a tool.)*
She raised her head.
Her amber eyes stared straight at Elise.
"I don't care if I'm a tool!"
Her own voice rang through the workshop. It was shaking. But she couldn't stop.
"But have you ever truly been needed by him?!"
The smile vanished from Elise's face.
"Did reporting him, being jealous—did that win you his heart?! In fifteen years of wanting him, did he ever once look back at you?!"
Elise's violet eyes went wide. Her face paled in an instant, then flushed red with rage. But—no words came out.
That heated gaze Kiefer had directed at an eighteen-year-old girl. She had never once been on the receiving end of it. That fact pierced Elise's heart for the very first time.
"Y-you...!"
Her lips trembled. She looked on the verge of tears, yet she didn't blink.
Coco tore her eyes away from Elise and turned to Lucas. Her heart was pounding. Her legs were shaking. But she could move.
"Mr. Lucas... please, let me see that notebook."
Lucas's gray eyes fixed on Coco.
"I have the right to know what my teacher was really researching."
Lucas observed Coco for a few seconds. His eyes were appraising. Then, without a word, he spread the notebook open on the workbench.
With trembling hands, Coco turned the pages.
Written at the beginning was—*Reproduction Research on Healing Root Techniques Sealed During the Magic Pen War*.
"Healing...?"
It was completely different from forbidden arts for military use. It wasn't meant to destroy the world. It was a healing inscription magic—meant to save the wounded.
A warmth spread deep in her chest.
Lucas's hand stopped at a certain page.
"...Due to direct interference with the caster's mana circuits, a side effect occurs that shortens the practitioner's lifespan."
A flicker of something unexpected crossed Lucas's perfectly expressionless face for the first time.
And then, the moment he turned another page—Lucas's finger stopped dead.
"...According to records, the mana conduction properties of Coco Hasenval are the sole compatible activation key."
Coco's breath caught.
*(My talent—is the activation key?)*
She remembered Kiefer's tear. That single drop that had spilled from his ice-blue eyes at the moment of climax.
*(Teacher—)*
Tears welled up in Coco's eyes.
*(He didn't fail to complete the research. He knew it would shorten my lifespan—and chose not to finish it.)*
Her body trembled. Not from sadness. From love. The weight of the secret Kiefer had carried to protect her resonated through her entire being.
"Mr. Lucas."
Without even wiping her tears, Coco stood before Lucas. She clenched both hands tightly. Her fingers went white, nails digging into her palms.
"Please—give us three days before the escort."
Lucas's gray eyes looked down at Coco.
"Teacher left his records incomplete. Unless he himself explains the real reason he stopped his research, the guild can't make an accurate judgment."
Her voice was trembling. But her eyes didn't waver.
"I'll convince him to tell everything. So please—just wait three days before taking him."
Lucas fell silent.
He stared straight into Coco's amber eyes. It wasn't an appraising look, nor a mocking one—it was the look of someone seriously calculating.
*(Is this girl really going to do it?)*
The silence stretched on like an eternity.
Lucas's lips moved slightly.
"...Three days. If the matter isn't settled by then, he will be escorted immediately."
Coco felt the strength nearly leave her knees. She barely managed to stay standing. Nodding was all she could manage.
In the corner of the room, Elise leaned against the wall. Her violet eyes were wide open. Her lips trembled, and her fingertips scratched at the wallpaper.
*(Why... how can a mere child...)*
Something she hadn't obtained in fifteen years. And this eighteen-year-old girl was seizing it in the blink of an eye. She could no longer hide the jealousy twisting her face.
Coco looked up at the stairs leading to the second floor.
One step, then another. She climbed the stairs on trembling legs.
She gently opened the bedroom door.
Kiefer was sitting on the edge of the bed. His head hung low before his luggage. He didn't look up even when Coco entered.
His silver hair hung limply.
Coco quietly sat down beside him. Then, she clasped his hand tightly in both of hers. It was a large, cold hand.
"Teacher. I got them to wait three days."
Her voice didn't tremble.
"So, in three days, please tell me everything. About me, about the research, the meaning of your tears—everything."
Kiefer's hand squeezed hers back. Tightly, as if trembling.
Their eyes didn't meet.
"...I'm sorry."
It was a small, hoarse voice. Whether those words—*I'm sorry*—meant love or apology... she couldn't tell.
Coco couldn't stop the tears. She buried her face in Kiefer's shoulder and cried softly. It was okay to cry now. But in three days, she absolutely wouldn't cry. She made that vow in her heart.
Outside the window, the town of Hasenval was bathed in the morning sun.
Kiefer's hand still hadn't let go of hers.
But in three days—where would the truth spoken from his lips take the two of them?
Coco still knew nothing.
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