The Only Delicacy

BAM!

At once, Kevin went inside, slammed the door open, went to his brother and punched him!

"Tsk... Too soft." Sir Charles rolled his eyes as he fully enjoyed the bloody war between the twins.

As a matter of fact, both of their blows were never soft to begin with. They were deadly. However, their deadly exchanges were obviously not enough to satisfy the surging bloodlust that he had bottled within him ever since the first day of school.

As Sir Charles leisurely enjoyed the view, something popped out of his mind and immediately brought him back to reality.

"Sigh… Brats will forever be brats…" Sir Charles softly murmured as he gazed onto the opposite direction.

This time, all that bottled anger and hint of amusement had immediately vanished in a blink of an eye as his blank expression was now replaced with a tinge of worry and anxiety without him even realizing it.

All in all, he became extremely impatient and irritated.

'When will these brats finish?' Sir Charles thought to himself as his furrowed brows furrowed all the more.

His target seemed pale. Too pale for her own good. Too pale that this once in a lifetime war between the twins was just a waste of time!

Sir Charles unconsciously and softly tapped the wall by his side with one finger to control the increasingly intensifying irritation, anxiety and impatience within him.

After a few moments, the twins finally noticed the girl, stopped their proxy war and hastily brought her to the clinic despite seeming like a dripping mess. Thankfully, Sir Charles had great control over his temper. If not, there might have been another world war three by now.

Then, after some time, two haggard girls immediately banged the door open, shouted, argued and whispered at each other, and roamed around the rooftop, looking like a pair of dogs sniffing for the slightest hint of clue.

'So there are still students with too much time in their hands. Perhaps I'm being too soft on them...' Sir Charles noted that thought and placed it somewhere at the back of his mind before quietly leaving and following after his target towards the clinic.

However as he followed after them, Sir Charles finally realized something…

"Oi! There's so much water on the floor! It's practically flooding inside the hallway! We can't make it flood towards the office! Oi, who got the mop?!" One teacher shouted to the other.

"I'm fixing a leakage! Go ask someone else!" Another teacher replied.

"Agh!! I can't see a thing! When will the power come back?!" A female student blindly walked through the flooded hallway and bumped into one of those teachers.

'What a huge mess.' As Sir Charles looked at the scenery before him, he halted from his tracks and secretly sighed upon himself. It seemed like endless problems just keep coming his way.

…..

'How can a storm be caused by a mere girl?' Sir Charles thought in amusement. Aside from that, he became slightly disappointed with his sharp intuition. It seemed like he had to hone his abilities once more.

"You! What are you doing here?! Don't you know there's a storm?! Go back to the classroom!" The teacher who bumped into the student immediately grabbed onto her in order to drag her back to the classroom.

"But, I'm here to-" The student complained, squirmed and hopelessly flailed her arms around in order to be freed from that teacher's firm hold.

"No buts!" The teacher replied back in an even louder voice.

However, before that female student was successfully dragged away, her eyes immediately caught sight of the person she was looking for, making her directly gleam with both hope and relief.

Her flailing arms suddenly found power as it broke free from that teacher's firm hold.

"Ah! I finally found you Sir Charles! There are five missing students, namely Kevin, Kyle, Scarlet, Jojo, and Nene! I tried to look for them, but I can't find them at all!" The student rapped and shouted at the top of her lungs, both due to her anxiety and the loudness caused by all the racket within the school and the storm.

"I found them already, don't bother." Sir Charles calmly replied.

"Ah, really? Thank goodness!! Where are they now? Are they all right?" The female student let go of all her worries that had accumulated for the past several hours. This was really a huge deal for her, because those missing students were the cream of the crop, the ones she highly looked up to.

"Good job." Sir Charles added out of the blue.

"Ah?" When she heard what he had said out of nowhere, she immediately looked back up to him and immediately looked away while greatly blushing and forgetting about her question, the storm and the racket.

How could she have forgotten how stunning Sir Charles was? That out of the blue compliment had just shot something straight through her heart! How unfair! That should be illegal!

"But next time, don't do it by yourself and ask help from your superiors, understood?" Sir Charles added once more and glanced at her sternly.

Right then, chills spread through her bones, making her immediately forget about her past thoughts. She nodded in full obedience and ran silently back to the classroom.

As that female student ran back towards the classroom like a prey running for her life, Sir Charles immediately proceeded towards his new responsibility, which was fixing and cleaning up this whole mess.

After half an hour, the storm finally subsided and the school was back to its original appearance once more, all thanks to the effort of one individual.

"Sir Charles, thank you so much! I can't imagine the academy being the academy it is today without you! You've never failed to show excellence in all of your tasks. You should just stay in this academy forever ~~" The old principal grabbed onto his thighs, begged and cried out with joy.

Just as the principal was literally about to kiss his leather shoes, Sir Charles grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up into the air, "It's my job. That should be expected. I will now proceed to the other tasks at hand, would that be all right?"

"Oh, of course! No problem at all! Go, go! I'll be monitoring the classrooms then, sayonara ~~" The jolly old principal giggled as he went back to the classrooms, while not forgetting to show a big smile towards Sir Charles.

Sir Charles nodded out of respect and immediately proceeded to the clinic until he was a few meters away from the entrance.

"To think we would fall for the same woman… hahahah!" A manly voice softly echoed outside the clinic.

Right when he had heard that, Sir Charles immediately stopped from his tracks and stealthily stood outside the slightly opened door, hearing every bit of their conversation through his sharp hearing.

'As expected, these brats had really fallen for her.' Sir Charles felt something heavy crushing deep within him. It was his first time feeling this way. But, despite how annoying that feeling was, he disregarded it all and only thought of one thing.

'Tsk!' Sir Charles clicked his tongue out of irritation and disappointment.

He never found anything useful. What a waste of time.

As the moon gradually rose and shown through the window and as the room finally quieted down until nothing could be heard except their soft breathing, Sir Charles silently went inside and made his way to the bed.

However, before proceeding to his target's bed, he made his way to the other bed.

"Ma'am Mathilda, wake up…" Sir Charles softly tapped Mathilda's shoulders until her eyes opened.

Right then, Mathilda dazedly stared at Sir Charles.

'When did a superstar become my alarm clock?' Mathilda thought as her hands slowly but gradually reached out to touch his face to see whether he was real or not.

"Mathilda." Sir Charles spoke sternly.

"Eh?... Ah! I'm sorry, you were-" The old nurse immediately pulled her hand away out of embarrassment. But before the old nurse could continue, Sir Charles brought one finger to his lips, signifying her to quiet down.

The old nurse greatly blushed, immediately nodded in return and went with Sir Charles out of the clinic, never wondering as to why she had to quiet down when there seemed to be no one there in the clinic.

After bringing the old nurse to the exit and listening to her thanking him again and again until he became slightly annoyed, Sir Charles made his way back to the clinic and to the bed where his target and those irksome brats slept on.

This time, when he saw how sandwiched his target was in between them, to the point that it seemed like she had a hard time breathing, Sir Charles was not at all surprised. In fact, he expected it.

However, despite expecting it, small and tiny veins still popped out of his blank facade.

'When will these brats grow up? How many times would they consciously or unconsciously take advantage of my target without permission?' Sir Charles simply stood by the side of the bed and stared at the twins out of irritation.

He immediately placed a gap in between them by harshly pulling each of those brats a meter away from her until they reached the end of the bed, not minding whether those brats would fall from the bed or not. He didn't even care whether they would wake up or not.

As he did that, all this while, Sir Charles never realized the path of his thoughts:

"My" target. "Without permission."

As he successfully and harshly separated those filthy brats away from the girl without waking them up the slightest bit, Sir Charles immediately but very softly pulled Scarlet out of the blanket and princess carried her in his arms.

However, once she was fully in his arms, Sir Charles immediately became stunned, not because of her beauty or because of how light she was.

To simply put it, she was naked.

Sir Charles was immune to women's lavish makeup or beauty, no matter how beautiful they are. More so was he immune to those gay men whom he greatly abhorred.

However, when it came to his target, it seemed like that was not the case.

Sir Charles immediately stole the blanket away from those filthy brats and covered her whole body like a cocoon before his lower half could react and before his hands would unconsciously take advantage of the girl.

But sadly, it seemed like his lower mind was faster than his upper mind, Sir Charles sighed upon himself. It seemed like he would have to take some measures. As he thought of that, he was greatly annoyed at this one weakness he just recently discovered.

As he gently wrapped her all over, excluding her face, Sir Charles did not forget to take note that those brats were only half-naked.

'Good. At least they knew their limits.'

Sir Charles glared at them with the same surging bloodlust for a single second.

This time, his emotions were plainly written on his face since he never bothered to even hide it.

At the same time, the twins slightly shivered down to the deepest parts of their bones and dreamt of a very hideous nightmare, all on that single second. Thankfully, they still upheld their morality of not taking advantage of the girl all the way. If not, who knew what would happen?

Meanwhile, Sir Charles was oblivious to the great effect of his glare upon those brats. He simply got her uniform that had dried on the sides and hastily dressed her up while she was still fully covered with a blanket.

"Mm.." When Scarlet felt something softly touching her, she slightly opened her eyes.

At that moment, Sir Charles stopped and stared right back at her.

Scarlet too stared back at him, however, dazedly. She stared deep into his light brown eyes… until her eyes gradually softened, became tired, and went back once more to her peaceful slumber, fully dead from reality.

When she finally slept, Sir Charles finally breathed in.

During those several seconds, he never noticed he had been holding his breath all this while. But what he did realize was the fact that he felt like he had been sucked like a blackhole into her starry, black eyes.

Meanwhile, Kyle and Kevin felt cold. Very cold.

'Why did it feel so empty?'

Their minds naturally forgot that fierce nightmare while their bodies naturally forgot those deep shivers just a few seconds ago. Their hands immediately flailed around, searching for something to grab on, searching for their beloved.

As their hands flailed around, they finally grabbed onto her!

They immediately captured her, embraced her and wrapped her like snake capturing their prey.

At last, they didn't feel the empty space anymore!

However, why did they feel that their beloved was embracing them with the same power? Why did it feel a bit hard for them to breathe? Why did their beloved seem too huge and a bit firm or not soft to hold?

However, since there was still the presence of that same warmth, their tired minds immediately let go of all of those doubts and happily embraced her while not minding the tightness or the strength of her hold.

When Sir Charles saw the development, he openly displayed a hint of his wicked smile.

If girls were to see this, this would absolutely be a double blow to their hearts! With both the twins hugging themselves like they were in love and the stunning, seductive and mischievous smile of Sir Charles.

Sir Charles simply stood there for a few seconds, both out of amusement and mischief.

He engraved that image onto his mind.

Afterwards, he continued dressing his target up. Once he was done, he pulled the blanket away from her before gently covering the twins with it.

Sir Charles then princess carried his target with one arm, before leaving the clinic.

All this while, he never noticed that his wicked smile had never left his face or that his manhood had never once stopped standing uprightly as he stealthily exited the academy and carried his target all the way to her house, which he knew because of the document given by the grand master.

Once he had arrived, he scanned his surroundings for a second before going through the open window. Afterwards, he gently placed her on the bed, fixed her head on the pillow and covered her with a blanket.