All I Wanted Was Affection and Donations from the Beautiful Girls Who Left the Orphanage... sobs - 07 [Leon's Perspective]

Chapter 07 [Leon’s Perspective]

DO☆GE☆ZA

It’s another important part of me (my partner).

The young girls of the Divine Seven, despite their rare talents, often caused trouble due to their mental immaturity and underdeveloped personalities.

Originally, as a person reincarnated into another world, I intended to be the one saying, “Did I do something again?” However, my disciples ended up doing it instead—especially the young girls, causing trouble recklessly, which made me feel like it was all absurd.

Or perhaps it was more like, “Oh, no! Kuriboh (The disciple) did it on their own.”

The girls often did things unintentionally and unconsciously that I never meant to happen.

Considering I didn’t receive any significant cheats (in fact, I didn’t even encounter a goddess. Why not!), I was troubled over how to fight, thinking, “How am I supposed to battle with this?”

Well, eventually, I bowed my head and sincerely apologized, which helped resolve the issues.

Thank you, partner (DOGEZA)!

Sacrificing my shame and pride, I summon “Eris’s Mercy.” Dignity as a great sage? Hmph, I never had such a thing to begin with! 

When I secretly checked Eris’s reaction to my disgraceful appearance, she stood agape in astonishment. Truly her heart was elsewhere. She seemed to have lost her color, as if the blood had drained from her face.

Eris-tan was completely lost.

Confirming this, I took a moment to feast my eyes on the legs extending from her monastic robes. Beautiful legs. Smooth as porcelain, without a single blemish. …I want to lick them all over. I want to mark them with my saliva.

Eris-tan, oblivious to such desires, leaned forward and bent her knees.

Ahh, what a supreme view! The beautiful legs of the young girl, viewed from a dog’s perspective!

Damn you, Eris. You’ve noticed me gazing, haven’t you⁉︎

Trying so desperately to hide them! Come on! It’s just legs! I get it if it’s to avoid a panty shot. I understand why you’d be desperate then. It’s a mystery, right? A profound secret, I understand.

But, if you deny me the pleasure of admiring your legs, how am I supposed to enjoy life from here on? Tell me, Eris-tan!

Have I ever forcefully approached you? Have I ever harassed you—ah, well, that’s countless times, sorry. But I’ve never asked for anything in return, right? A little eye candy is fine, why not⁉︎ Even at the graduation ceremony for the first batch of disciples, I held back my tears, forced a smile with my facial muscles, and offered words of encouragement!

It’s just too much… this is unfair! I just want to gaze at Eris-tan’s legs.

Because of this, my soul jam is starting to turn dark and murky! I’m angry! I won’t forgive this! After all, I’ve secretly invited her in the middle of the night, even though she’s a disciple! It’s obvious that I’m expecting some kind of service in return!

And then filling the room with the scent of soap and sweet fragrances!

…Have some shame, Eris! I never intended to raise you as a holy woman, not even in the slightest‼︎ No, calm down, me.

“The Spilled Water Won’t Return to the Tray”

Now that Eris-tan has become a holy woman instead of a carnal woman, the chances of things turning steamy are hopelessly slim. Damn it! Furthermore, if Eris leaves without making any donations, a mental breakdown is inevitable. If I take even one more hit, it’s going to be bad. I can feel my whole body screaming in protest.

“L-L-Leon-sama⁉︎ Please stop!”

Truly a compelling performance. Eris-tan, who I thought knew nothing of pretense, pretends to be disturbed just to keep her legs out of my sight.

It’s come full circle and looks like a genuine reaction now⁉︎ Was it that bad to have your legs seen⁉︎ Poor thing. Seriously, I can’t take it anymore, I might just cut myself.

“No, I won’t stop! I’ll stay like this until you make a donation—until you donate!”

“…A donation, you say?”

Eris tilts her head at my words. She’s as cute as a puppy. I want to pet her all over. 

But Eris, you’ve chosen the wrong opponent. I’m already aware that you’ve realized my true nature.

In Eris’s mind, it’s probably something like this:

The fortune earned by the Divine Seven has been safely recovered. This means saying goodbye to the vile director (vomit scattered on the streets). However, there’s a saying, “A bird in flight does not cloud the water behind.” Leaving without returning anything to the benefactor who raised us until adulthood would leave a lasting blemish. To avoid being followed by this scoundrel anymore, a severance payment is necessary. No, rather, that’s where both parties will likely find their resolution.

…Ugh, uuu. That’s harsh, Eris-tan. I trusted you! You were my favorite! To think you saw me as vomit scattered on the streets!

I understand the feeling. After all, it’s the fortune amassed by Shion the great merchant, Kuu the creation alchemist, and Speare the bestselling author, right? Their talents earned them this wealth.

Even I think it’s wrong to impose a debt and keep it for myself. It should be returned. I strongly agree there. But, you know, in a way, our current situation is thanks to Leon-sama, right?

It might be presumptuous of me to say this… but shouldn’t they consider offering, maybe, one percent of the money they earned? I think they should want to use it. Well, probably because such a base line of thinking was exposed, they didn’t want to give even a single penny.

Sigh… If only I had some kind of combat-related cheat besides my talent for recognizing others’. Things wouldn’t have come to this.

By now, I’d have earned a fortune without needing donations, basking in the afterglow of intense late-night activities. 

I even gave gifts at the graduation ceremony with the thought, “Please continue to support me.” But it seems like it had no effect. The gifts I spent weeks choosing are probably being scorned behind my back, “I can’t wear something chosen by vomit.”

It hurts. Where did I go wrong?

“Could it be… Leon-sama, you kept all the money we had earned? And now you’re penniless because you gave it all back to us? Is that what you mean?”

Gah…! How hypocritical of me to have collected the large sum of money I was entrusted with.

Eris-tan, unlike Shion and the others, who turned their talents into money, is not a girl who converts her talents into money, but someone whose motto is unconditional love. This means I never had enough money to repay her.

…Please, give me some of that unconditional love. I don’t need any grand gestures.

Even if it’s a charade, establishing the fact is necessary. I decided to answer honestly.

“Yes, that’s right.”

Well, it can’t be helped. It’s a problem of my own making, after all. I need to reflect on this… Sigh.

Harboring desires dark as black flames, hiding a pitch-black smile like the darkness while watching over everyone’s growth, and occasionally getting seriously angry over huge problems they caused that I never imagined.

My own interests always came first. The growth of others was always secondary. Is there any obligation to repay such a vile director? Sigh…

I just wanted to be intimate with them just once. Maybe I should lose my virginity in a brothel. But then, I’d still be a virgin in experience.

Damn it. Virgin, virgin, virgin. It’s been clinging to me in my past and present life! Let go!

“…W-Why did you return the money? Everyone is grateful to you, Leon-sama. You could have kept it, and no one would have complained—”

—No, they would have, you know? Definitely.

It would be an endless torrent of grudges, unstoppable.

“―That money is precious, earned through everyone’s hard work, effort, and talent. It wouldn’t be right for me, who did nothing, to quietly pocket it. Moreover, though it feels odd to say it myself, they are my proud disciples, geniuses. They’ll need resources to showcase their unparalleled talents in the future. I don’t want to crush their talents for a momentary desire.”

Why do such words flow out so smoothly? Well, I guess it’s because they are, in truth, my real feelings. 

But when I actually hear my own words, I almost mistake myself for a saint or something. It’s like I’m not lying, but still becoming a big liar, right?

What a strange phenomenon. That’s why I have such unnecessary and dishonorable titles like a great sage. I really can’t take it anymore… I might just cut myself.

I close my eyes and speak in as serious a tone as possible.

Maybe I’m the insincere one. Every word that comes out of my mouth must be bringing a wave of cold, muddy feelings.

Maybe they even want to cut off their ears? At least, it must be unpleasant for sure.

I definitely don’t think they’re thinking, “How wonderful, please hold me!” That would be crazy. Actually scary.

They’re intent on draining and killing me. Full-on technobreak. …Well, it’s still much better to die in bed than to be hunted down and assassinated in a gruesome way.

Inwardly, I was anxious about whether Eris would physically overpower me. Like a frightened puppy.

Being as greedy, perverted, and – above all – obsessed with breasts, butts, legs, thighs, and upper arms as I am, my bowed head must only inspire contempt.

At worst, I’m seconds away from her spitting on the back of my head in disgust. But in a way, that’s not so bad. In fact, it’s a reward. 

Ah, if only I could have just received kindness and donations from the beautiful girls who left the orphanage.

I wanted to be an inspiring figure to them. But how can I possibly confess all my sins here? That’s a taboo, something that should never be spoken. 

This is a sad reality without a doubt, but it holds no value for me personally. Even if I have the cheat to recognize others’ talents, if I can’t earn their goodwill or affection, I’m just good for making a bit of money. Big money is just a dream. 

Especially since I’m such a good-for-nothing that even the girls who seemed destined to be nothing more than sex slaves abandoned me.

If even the innocent, easily brainwashed young girls have given up on me, there’s no bright future for me. These eyes see darkness well. 

Shut up, you damn fool.

Being honest about it is a waste. The cheat of seeing others’ talents could be my turn to shine, if used right. 

Ideally, I’d be merging instinctively in broad daylight, leading a bright and happy lewd harem life.

Instead, I invested it in running an orphanage, and even though I failed – no, it was more fun than I expected to see the growth of Eris and the other orphans.

If I had the chance to do it over, I’d sincerely want to support them again. But still, I can’t help feeling it’s a wasted opportunity.

It’s like having a treasure but not using it well. I can discern others’ talents but can’t seem to utilize my ability effectively.

Well, their talents surpass mine anyway, they’re on a completely different level.

Even if I wanted to help, I couldn’t fully understand them, and I think it’s better for them to stand on their own in the capital.

Life is only once. I want them to fill it with what they love.

Surely, by just doing what they want, they’ll change this world for the better, in place of me, a person reincarnated into another world.

I have no talent, but I am a reincarnated soul. I’m grateful to this world for the happy days it gave me with them, and I entrust its betterment to them.

Now, if only I could live an endless mooching life through donations…

The orphans who leave the orphanage donating back to it. The next generation respecting the will and history of their predecessors, contributing for those who follow.

Ah, how wonderful.

I, who came up with this brilliant plan, really love myself. I adore me. I hope the Divine Seven feel the same way. It would be nice if they adored me too. Well, if I open the lid and check, it’s probably filled with nothing but contempt. It’s sad.

That’s why I was prepared to be dealt the final blow. Specifically, I expected something like:

“We’ll leave the orphanage without hesitation. We have no regrets. Oh, right, returning the money is obvious. Of course, we won’t donate. Die, pig!”

I was waiting—no, expecting to hear such words.

But the words Eris offered were completely unexpected, something I hadn’t imagined at all.

“Please raise your head, Leon-sama. Though we are to leave tomorrow, we will never forget the kindness we received from you and this orphanage. Fortunately, the Eris Church that we established has been receiving donations from the general public who hadn’t benefited from forensic magic before. Please use these donations for the management of the orphanage.”

Whooooooa!

I believed! I always believed in you, Eris-tan!

An unbelievable turn of events at the last moment. Wait, is this what I think it is? 

Unable to stand out from the other first-generation students, pretending to oppose me on the surface but planning to help secretly?

Peer pressure is terrible, isn’t it? As a former Japanese, I can painfully relate, Eris-tan. Especially when it’s the Divine Seven, the pressure must be immense surrounded by geniuses.

“…Eris!!!”

I was so happy, I almost let it slip. But I managed to hold back any accidents. Resulting in a mess of tears and snot. 

Eris-tan must be thinking, “Just a little kindness and he’s all easy. Don’t look at me with that face. Makes me want to take back what I said.”

I decided to genuinely express my gratitude. I tightly grasped both of Eris’s hands.

“Heh. ⁉︎.”

Eris let out a surprised, almost comical sound.

Ah, oh no, no, no…!

I shouldn’t have. I got carried away and grabbed Eris-tan’s hands—but, wow… it feels so good. Incredibly good. How can just holding hands make me this happy?

Is there some magical power in a girl’s hand that makes a man happy? 

So soft, warm, and squishy. Not a single blemish, so smooth. What do you eat to have such smooth hands? 

…No, this isn’t right.

If I keep holding on, my other partner might make an unwanted appearance.

My other partner: “You’re weak!”

Damn it, my other partner. Mocking my son who’s not ready for battle.

Here I am, in the presence of a saint’s mercy, yet thinking about exploring every inch of Eris’s body – it’s because I’m a lecherous, stoic director, isn’t it?

I struggle to contain my nearly grinning face, overwhelmed by my good fortune, etching the feel of Eris’s hands into my memory.

Ah, am I going too far? Sure, Eris has shown me the ultimate kindness, but I can’t say the same for the others.

If only I could make Eris-tan mine—implant pleasure in her so she can’t leave even if she wants to—but can I really do such a thing?

Damn it, why am I still a virgin. There’s nothing good about being a virgin!

…Ah, Eris’s fingers just trembled. So cute. Her lips look incredibly soft too—but wait, hold on. For a virgin like me, going for a kiss is too high a hurdle.

That’s advanced playboy territory, silencing someone with a kiss. After all, I suspected this might be a honey trap. But, this could also be seen as a legally permissible moment for harassment. I could excuse it as a misunderstanding due to the atmosphere.

Suppressing my ulterior motives as much as possible, trying not to appear as a man drenched in desire…

“T-The orphanage is not only precious to me. This is the collective will of all the girls of the Divine Seven. I know it’s presumptuous, but… should I ask the others to donate as well?”

She’s just an angel.

“Really⁉︎ Thank you! Truly, thank you!!!! I’m so happy to have a cute angel like Eris as my disciple! I’ll do anything I can for you.”

That’s enough. It’s all okay now. I’ve tried hard. I’ve held back a lot. It’s enough.

—Let’s face the consequences.

With an enlightened mindset, I released Eris’s hands—and decided to hug her.

Woahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

So soft! Incredibly soft!

I deserve some credit for managing to suppress the urge to make any involuntary sounds. Eris’s body warmth, her heartbeat, her wonderful scent envelops me. 

I must fully savor this fortune, this overwhelming happiness. The moment such desires welled up, my memory went blank.

Squish. Squish. Squuuish.

Amidst everything soft to the touch, there was an especially blissful sensation in my abdominal area.

This, this must be her b-brea―

…I have no memory of what happened after that.

TLN:
1. Kuriboh: Yu-Gi-Oh reference.