Reincarnated as an Instructor in an Adult Game

Chapter 13: Felica

Felica changed into her nightwear in her room and sat on the bed, letting out a sigh.

It wasn’t a sigh of exhaustion — it was because she couldn’t find the answer within herself about what she wanted to do.

The woman known as the Empress, who always carried herself with dignity on the battlefield and in the academy... she laughed at herself with a touch of self-mockery.

"What’s the matter? Laughing like that..."

The one who opened the door and entered was Erika, also in her nightwear.

Today, Felica had insisted on a reason — saying she wanted to consult with her — and had Erika stay over. Ever since the Dwarf Trading Company incident, Erika had been the one constantly looking out for her.

It was no exaggeration to say that thanks to Erika’s surprising assertiveness and kindness (unthinkable for a 16-year-old), Felica had been able to recover quickly. That was why she allowed Erika to call her "Felica" and told her not to hold back.

Erika smiled wryly, sat down on a nearby chair, and took a sip of the black tea the maid had prepared.

"It’s about Raide-san, isn’t it?"

"...You can tell?"

Erika looked at Felica’s troubled face with a gentle smile and set her cup down on the table.

The usual Felica was dignified, calm, and gave off an aura far removed from anything like romance. But right now, her cheeks were faintly flushed and she seemed distracted, as if her mind was elsewhere. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

As another woman, Erika wasn’t so dense that she couldn’t recognize the signs of someone in love.

"So, how was it? Your impressions after observing him these past few days."

"I thought he was a man I absolutely must not let get away — and above all, an honest one."

"I figured as much."

Erika couldn’t simply laugh off Felica’s words as she waved her hand lightly with a bitter smile.

Erika picked up her cup again, brought it to her lips, and smiled wryly as well.

Honestly, the knowledge Raide possessed was abnormal. If he had been hiding it behind a gentle, effeminate smile, she would have been wary. But although Raide usually wore a strict expression, his emotions were easy to read. His face didn’t change dramatically, but one could understand him just by looking at his expression and overall atmosphere.

"So it wasn’t the suspension bridge effect after all."

"...Looks like it. I’m in love with Raide."

The first thing Felica had consulted Erika about was her suspicion that the fluttering in her chest was merely the suspension bridge effect. Erika had told her: "If that’s the case, why don’t you observe him calmly and judge for yourself?"

Even though she had only been watching for a few days, Felica had already realized that she was truly in love with Raide. frёewebnoѵēl.com

His training methods she had never seen before, his vast knowledge, and the way he cared for his students. When he lacked strength, he would rely on the students themselves, and above all, he had excellent judgment. He neither overstepped nor held back too much.

In Felica’s eyes, she could no longer see anything but Raide’s good points.

Watching Felica’s expression, Erika suddenly burst into a troubled laugh. When Felica asked what was so funny, Erika shook her head and said:

"No... it’s nothing. More importantly, you’re hesitating about whether to confess, right?"

"Yes, but..."

"I see... Then why don’t we go meet Raide-san tomorrow? You can decide after that, how about it?"

"Decide after meeting him...?"

As Felica looked worried about Erika’s suggestion, Erika smiled, took another sip of tea, then set the cup down. She moved to sit beside Felica, gently placed her hand over Felica’s, and spoke:

"Women can be terrifying once they stop overthinking... but I think relying on your instincts is also one valid option, you know?"

"...I’m starting to doubt whether you’re really younger than me, Erika."

Erika smiled happily at Felica’s words, then left the room as if to say her piece was done.

She was right.

No matter how much training or strategy one prepared on the battlefield, in the end, instinct often proved most useful.

Then she would decide at the critical moment — whether she truly desired Raide. Whether she wanted to become his lover.

Having made up her mind, Felica turned off the lights and got into bed.

Her heart was racing so much that she didn’t fall asleep until well past midnight.