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In the bath.
With a vibrator…
“Ugh! What is the meaning of this?!” Professor D’Angelo snarls while keeping his voice low enough not to go against the volume policy.
His menacing eyes are glaring my way while I innocently blink a few times, as if I’m struggling to catch my bearings.
“Wait…” I begin and scan him from head to toe. “You’re…” I slowly trail off, noticing the lines of realization that morph on his face.
He doesn’t want me ratting him out, now does he?
“Professor D’Angelo!” He quickly introduces himself while working toward getting on his feet. Now that I can get a quick glimpse of him, I realize Amy was right about the age difference.I can guarantee he isn’t doing any quick combat classes in spell work with that slow speed.“I’m one of the top professors here at Nephilim Malevolence University, specializing inMalevolence Dark Magic and Artistry.”
“Right.” As much as I want to try to act entertained, my face must show how uninterested I am in his statement.
“It should be an honored privilege to be in my presence,” he further emphasizes. “Students beg to be taught by one of N.M.U.’s greatest.”
“That’s swell and all, but that doesn’t explain why you were in my tri—”
“You’re Miss Guinevere, aren’t you?” he interrupts me before I can finish my sentence. “Why would you possibly be here, in this section of the library?”
“Why not?” I counter and watch as he blatantly stares back at me as though I insulted him.
Maybe he’s not used to students answering him with another question. A shame. I do this a lot.
“Wh-Why not?” he gasps.
“Yes.” My face couldn’t be more serious as I stare back at him. “Why should it be deemed wrong for me to explore every section of this library while I wait to surprise a professor for his birthday?”
“Surprise?” The poor man can’t comprehend where I’m going with this. “Which professor are you possibly referring to? All the professors of importance are currently assisting with the entrance trials. None of them would have the spare time to entertain a new student like yourself.”
“But you’re here,” I voice the obvious. “Are you not using your spare time to entertain me with your self-acknowledgment and riddled attempts to try to turn the conversation around from the fact you were in my tria—”
“I-I am NOT wasting my spare time having these tedious talks with a new student who has yet to grasp the utmost privilege it is to speak to me, Professor D’Angelo,” he stresses as he puts his hand on his chest and lifts his head up with his eyes closed. “I was here, investigating a magic disturbance in this section that alerted the librarian. I volunteered to come and assess the area for any illegal activity, especially in a precious place like the Grand Library of Shadows and Secrets. I’m only doing my utmost duty to ensure the safety of these sacred books and students.”
“But there’s already a professor here doing that,” I casually voice as I sense a wave of warm energy behind me.
It almost feels like having a warm blanket placed on your shoulders unexpectedly.
“And who—” Professor D’Angelo begins, his eyes snapping open, only to realize I’m no longer alone.
The poor man is too stunned to speak. Priceless view for a cocky professor who enjoys constantly validating his worth.
“See?” I state without having to look behind me. “I wasn’t lying.”
“What… Professor Blackbird? Professor North?” He’s staring at them, then at my face. “Wh-Why would you possibly be here in the section of magical interference with two N.M.U. professors?”
“Cake.”
I can feel the heaviness of all three of their stares, but it is Professor D’Angelo’s widened eyes and lowered gaze that prompts a tiny smirk to form on my lips. Lifting the plate in my grasp, I present the black frosted cake with rose designs, green vines, and even miniature snakes of gold.
“You didn’t know? It’s Professor North’s birthday,” I announce, as though it’s common knowledge.
“Wh-What?” Professor D’Angelo gasps.
“It’s Professor North’s birthday,” I repeat and slowly lift my head to see Professor Blackbird is the one standing behind me.
With the most seductive grin on those delicate lips of light pink.
