Chapter 15 - Enrollment in the Royal Academy

Upon arriving at the Royal Capital, our first stop was the Governor’s "Kamiyashiki"—his primary townhouse.

Since a Lord may visit the Capital on official business, they maintain a residence to stay in. That is the Kamiyashiki. It seemed Lady Staff would be living here while commuting to school.

"Apparently, my father, being a rural Lord, didn't have much occasion to come to the Capital. He considered letting it go because of the maintenance costs, but he kept it specifically because I was destined to attend school here." "The scale of noble spending is insane...!"

For the time being, this would be home for us followers, too. It was many times larger than the house where I grew up with my mother, making me feel a bit out of place.

"...Which rooms will we be staying in?" 

"There are no such rooms."

Eh? Abuse already, so soon after arriving at our new home?

"Of course, I had planned to give you and Calibur your own rooms, but I changed my mind. You are my guards, after all. It would be quite a problem if you weren't by my side even while I sleep, wouldn't it?" 

"Ah...?" 

"You will be staying in my room, living and sleeping with me. Just like at the inns on the way here, right?"

Normally, even on the journey from home to the Capital, a guard would have a separate bedroom from their master. But she had kept us together.

And we had enjoyed a threesome all night long.

"I’ll be in your care even after we reach the Capital, Sao ❤️❤️"

As Lady Staff said that, the way her tongue darted out briefly made her look like a snake.

That night, we rested to recover from the fatigue of our journey—but of course, the three of us slept in the same bedroom and had a threesome.

There were maids in charge of the townhouse besides us, and I was constantly on edge wondering if we’d be caught. Knowing it was bound to happen eventually, we spent the next few days preparing for our enrollment at the Royal Academy... and having more sex.

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...And then, the day arrived.

The day of enrollment at the Royal Academy. Gathered in the auditorium was a group of fresh-faced youths—all, presumably, the promising children of Lords from across the land.

"Now then, to the students embarking on a new journey in this new season..."

The principal gave a speech, but I'll skip it. Apparently, principals' speeches are long in this world, too.

After several predictable ceremonies, we left the auditorium to head to the next process. Honestly, isn't it about time for a "fantasy" event?

But before that...

"Big Sis, My Lady." 

"Hmm?" 

"What is it?"

 "Your uniforms are incredibly cute!"

The Royal Academy provided uniforms! They had a medieval flair, but the design was surprisingly modern. With a blazer-style look and fantasy-themed decorations, it was a very fine fashion choice indeed.

"Shall we do it tonight while you're still wearing those!? I'm not usually into cosplay, but conquering you in your uniforms to celebrate enrollment has a certain ring to it!"

"You mustn't! If the uniforms get covered in semen, the smell will give us away...!"

It was a secret that Big Sis and I had already had "uniform sex" once before.

"Tonight's plans come after we finish the task at hand," the Young Lady noted. "What’s starting now?"

I thought the enrollment ceremony stuff was already finished.

Then, as if answering my question, a sharp voice rang out from an elevated position.

"New students, silence."

A woman of mature age called out from a raised platform. Judging by her attire, she seemed very refined and intellectual.

"As of today, you are students of the Royal Academy. You must conduct yourselves with the nobility befitting such a status, or you will tarnish the dignity of this institution."

I’ve had enough of long speeches from the principal...!

"As new students, you must now undergo several procedures. First, we will conduct the 'Rite of Heavenly Revelation'." 

"Eh?"

The 'Rite of Heavenly Revelation'? The thing used to find out one's 'Divine Calling'? But we all did that ages ago.

"Some of you may be wondering: 'Why must we perform the Rite again when we already did it in our childhood?'"

Yes, me. That’s me.

"A 'Divine Calling' is a vital thing. It serves as a crucial guide for us to teach and develop you. That is why we perform the ritual again upon enrollment—to accurately grasp each student's 'Divine Calling' without error." 

"Among students, there are rare cases of those who don't know their own 'Divine Calling', or those who lie about it. To eliminate such uncertainties, we shall conduct the Rite here and now!"

Another person, likely an instructor, chimed in.

"Therefore, everyone, gather under your assigned officers and take turns receiving the ritual. Be aware that your confirmed 'Divine Calling' will be engraved into your Student ID."

And so, we were to undergo the Rite of Heavenly Revelation once more. About a dozen officers were standing by to check the 'Divine Calling', so the students lined up at the nearest available stations. It felt a bit like a school physical.

"My Lady, that one over there is empty. Let's line up. I'll go first." "Very well."

Since we were Lady Staff’s guards, we lined up so as to flank and protect her. The flow was smoother than expected, and our turn came quickly.

Big Sis went first.

"I am Calibur! I serve as the guard for Lady Staff of the Zelisar domain-sh!"

Good job introducing yourself. You stumbled a bit at the end, though.

"My 'Divine Calling' is [Knight]!" 

"We are about to check that, so self-reporting is unnecessary. Now then..."

The process itself didn't seem much different from the Rite we took back home as kids, though it was slightly more streamlined.

"...Calibur, your 'Divine Calling' is [Sei-Knight]." 

"Eh?"

We were all surprised by the words.

"Sei... what is that? My 'Divine Calling' is supposed to be [Knight]...!?" 

"'Divine Calling' can change. This happens occasionally, which is exactly why we re-check upon enrollment." 

"'Divine Calling' can change!?" 

"They don't change drastically. As in your case, moving from [Knight] to [Sei-Knight], the margin of change is usually just a slight addition to the original. Still, it is rare for a 'Divine Calling' to evolve so early by the time of enrollment." 

"Evolve...?" 

"Yes, 'Evolve.' A 'Divine Calling' rises in rank based on the experiences the individual has accumulated."

That was news to me. So 'Divine Calling' could become stronger through training and effort. Like an "Advanced Class," I guess.

"Wow! I did it! Did you hear that, Milady? Sao! My 'Divine Calling' got stronger!" 

"I saw it clearly. As expected of my best friend, Calibur. I am bursting with pride already!"

Lady Staff rejoiced as if it were her own achievement.

...Wait. Why was the "Sei" in [Sei-Knight] written in hiragana instead of kanji?

Usually, given the sound, you’d expect [Holy Knight] (聖騎士). Could it be [Sei-Knight] because it’s a different "Sei"?

Could it be... [Sex Knight] (性騎士)?

Since we’ve had sex almost every single day, did she rank up to a "Sexual Knight"?

Was the phonetic script some kind of mercy? I tried to push aside the meta-logic of how kanji and hiragana exist in an Isekai.

"I am next."

Ignoring my inner turmoil, the situation pressed on. Lady Staff was the next to have her 'Divine Calling' checked.

"Lady Staff’s 'Divine Calling' is [Clergy]." 

"It's the same as when it was first announced~"

It ended with a safe, expected result.

"What kind of 'Divine Calling' is yours, Milady?" 

"It's a basic class for the religious track. I heard you can rank up to [Priest] or [Bishop] by deepening your faith, but that doesn't really matter to me since I'm inheriting the house. Becoming a nun is out of the question." "I see..." "It’s a 'miss' class for an eldest child, but I get the blessing of using recovery magic. You can rely on me during practical lessons, you know?"

...Hmm? Did she just say something ominous?

Next was me. Give me a vivid result worthy of the grand finale!

"...It's [Pole Master]." 

"That is correct."

Absolutely no change. I guess evolving your class like my sister did really is extremely rare.

"Rather, [Pole Master] is a class I’ve never heard of before," said the examiner. It was the woman who had been presiding on the platform earlier.

"Yes, they told me that in the countryside, too." "What kind of class is it? Direct combat? Or technical?" "I can handle things somewhat all-around... but if I had to say, I guess it’s a technical type?"

The technique of seducing women!

"It's advantageous in combat, too. I have a skill called [Staff Arts (SS)]." 

"SS!? Such a rank exists!? When people say A is the absolute highest...!?"

The woman started getting excited. I felt like I should move along since the exam was over.

"...I've been thinking lately," Big Sis said, casting a cold gaze from behind me. "Sao, could your [Pole Master] 'Divine Calling' actually refer to that? Your long, pole-like thing between your legs..." 

"Okay, Big Sis, let's be quiet now!"

As expected of my sister. Having spent almost our entire lives together, she’s catching on to the true nature of my 'Divine Calling'!

"At any rate, it is a stroke of luck for a teacher to be in charge of a student with a rare 'Divine Calling'. This school year looks like it will be interesting."

The woman smirked. Who the hell is this lady, anyway?

"The program calls for a formal introduction later, but I’ll do it now. I am Whip, a Royal Academy instructor and your homeroom teacher for the year. Since I’ll be teaching you directly, I look forward to working with you." 

"Hah...?" 

"What is that half-hearted reply?" 

"We look forward to working with you this year!!"

Instructor Whip. Given her title as a female teacher, she seemed to have a strict and methodical personality. Though her tits were huge!

"Now, move along once you're finished. This school gathers many students. I cannot give you special treatment." 

"Weren't you the one who stopped us!?"

Teachers really are unreasonable.

"Students who have finished the Rite, follow the guides and wait in your designated areas. Today is the enrollment ceremony—it is a joyous day, too precious to simply go home. For the finale, let us leave you with a flamboyant event and a memory you will never forget."

That’s not going to be a "traumatic" memory, is it?

What were we going to do on the first day? With a heavy sense of dread, but unable to risk being marked as a rebellious student so soon, I had no choice but to follow the instructions and wait.

This Royal Academy... With this ominous atmosphere, I hope it’s not one of those "reckless training camp" type schools.

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