I Became The Academy Necromancer-Chapter 300: Two Girls And Two Women

“Wow!”

Aria let out a cheer as she gazed out the carriage window.

As per the original plan, it was supposed to be just Eleanor and me heading to Graypond, but Aria ended up tagging along.

“Tch.”

While one might normally be happy to have a close friend accompany them, the relationship between these two was rather ambiguous.

If spending all their time together and constantly bickering with each other was what it meant to be friends, then could I call it true friendship?

Well, I had never really had friends, so I would not know.

Resting my chin on my hand near the window, I crossed my legs, and Eleanor leaned her head against my thigh as if it were natural.

As she stretched out, she swung her legs and hit Aria’s side.

“Puhak!”

“Ugh, it’s so cramped. It’d be perfect if it weren’t for someone.”

“Hey! Move your legs! They stink!”

“S-Stink? Royalty doesn’t have foot odor, you know!”

“What? Do you have spices running through your veins or something? Oh, is that why your head’s full of flowers? What do you mean it doesn’t stink? It reeks like hell!”

“D-Deus! Don’t misunderstand, okay? She’s just spouting nonsense as usual!”

Even while she said that, the Princess didn’t lift her head from my thigh. And the way she looked up at me with a flushed face while speaking felt like I was looking at a baby.

“And by the way, Professor, letting her use your lap as a pillow is totally crossing the line! Come here! If you’re sleepy, I’ll give you my lap!”

“What could your scrawny thighs possibly offer? How is it possible for someone to have zero sex appeal? Even if you walked around completely naked, no one would arrest you—you’re just too healthy!”

“Are you losing it in front of the professor? You’re dead. Come here.”

“Ack! How are you so strong…?!”

Aria grabbed Eleanor and began choking her playfully. Being physically stronger, Aria overpowered her easily and started to mess around.

“Ack! Ack! Assassination! This person here is trying to assassinate the princess!”

“Hey! Stop pulling my hair! Fight fair!”

“…I wonder if we have another carriage available.”

By now, the two of them were fighting without even considering my presence. This must be what it feels like to raise children.

Is this how friends usually act around each other?

My question from earlier resurfaced.

From my childhood all the way to adulthood and even during my corporate life, I was constantly plagued by spirits, leaving me unable to form any ordinary friendships.

Sometimes, ghosts would even pretend to be real people to get close to me, causing me to become naturally wary of human contact.

Lost in my thoughts, I glanced at the two spirits squatting in front of me.

They could’ve stayed outside the carriage, but they insisted on occupying space here.

Not that they were physically taking up any space—in the Dark Spiritualist’s case, she had her rear half sticking out of the carriage.

Still, it was a slightly frustrating sight for someone like me, who could see them clearly.

“Is this what friends are supposed to be like?”

I asked as I gestured at Aria and Eleanor, who were pulling each other’s cheeks and biting each other playfully.

The two ghosts stared blankly at the girls and then fell silent.

“…My apologies, that was a mistake.”

Watching them, I realized I had asked the wrong people. It definitely wasn’t the kind of question to ask the Dark Spiritualist or Stella.

After all, these two were about as friendless as I was.

One had locked herself in a lab and spent her entire life researching necromancy, talking to spirits who couldn’t even reply when she felt lonely.

The other had spent her days meditating endlessly on the words of gods, praying to deities who never answered.

In a strange way, they seemed to have led surprisingly similar lifetimes.

[What’s this? Why does it feel like I’ve just been insulted?]

[…You have indeed been insulted, senior.]

[Right?Ugh! And it’s not like you have any friends either, Deus!]

“…”

Slowly, I turned my head back to its original position, resting my chin on my hand as I stared out the window. While I would have normally read a book to pass the time, the carriage was far too noisy to focus.

[And it’s not like I wanted to be friendless.Tch, after teaching you the necromancy I poured so much effort into researchingallon my own, this is how you repay me?]

Squatting at my feet, the Dark Spiritualist grumbled for no reason and Stella, sitting in front of her, patted her shoulder in consolation.

[It’s okay, senior. He’s just clueless when it comes to knowing what’s hurtful to say because he’s never had friends either.]

“…Did Velica come out again?”

[No, but it’s true, isn’t it?]

Why did it feel like she was comforting the Dark Spiritualist while insulting me at the same time?

“Ouch! Don’t squeeze my chest! It hurts! Although you wouldn’t know how painful it is because you don’t have—!”

“Did you know? They say it grows bigger if you have a lot of dirty thoughts. Just how much self-pleasuring have you do—!”

“Arrrghhhh! Stop it! Deus is right there!”

[Hmph, like he’s so great himself. All he knows is how to flirt with women, so he doesn’t even have a single male friend.]

[It’s okay, it’s okay. You have me, senior.]

The ruckus of the four was about to make my ears bleed.

“Coachman.”

In the end, unable to endure it any longer…

“Stop the carriage.”

***

I had intended to switch to a different carriage and travel separately, but unfortunately, the situation didn’t permit it.

However, Aria and Eleanor agreed to sit apart from each other, and I kicked the Dark Spiritualist and Stella out of the carriage.

Getting Aria and Eleanor to sit separately wasn’t hard. I just had to take the seat in the middle seat instead of sitting by the window.

And perhaps because of this, the two girls, unable to bicker with me in the middle, naturally fell asleep.

Both were leaning against my shoulders, probably uncomfortable due to the bumpy carriage, but it didn’t really bother me much.

Rustle.

Sitting with my legs crossed, I was reading a book. Inspired by the recent Fluffy II incident, I’d taken an interest in classic fairy tales and legends surrounding the continent.

[Deus, we’re almost there.]

Stella, who had climbed onto the carriage roof to travel with us, descended quietly.

There was still some distance to Graypond, however I had asked the driver to make a stop somewhere beforehand.

Aria and Eleanor both agreed without any objections.

“Got it.”

[Oh my, the kids look so adorable sleeping.]

Looking at the sleeping Aria and Eleanor, Stella covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled. She even mentioned wanting to pat their heads, as a Saintess should.

However, flipping the page, I answered indifferently.

“They are not asleep.”

Flinch!

Simultaneously, I felt faint tremors from both sides. If they were going to pretend to be asleep, they could have at least made it more convincing.

Nevertheless, stubborn as ever, the two kept their eyes shut and continued their fake breathing.

“Zzzzzzz.”

Aria even went so far as to imitate the sound of snoring.

“Be quiet.”

“…Yes.”

Aria shut her mouth immediately.

[Ah, haha.]

Feeling awkward, Stella scratched her cheek and tried to climb back onto the carriage roof when I glanced up at the ceiling and made a request.

“Tell the Dark Spiritualist to sit properly. If not, she can just fly instead.”

[What?]

I subtly pointed toward the carriage ceiling, where a plump and rounded buttock was sticking out.

If Eleanor said that Aria lacked sex appeal, then the woman up there was the complete opposite—she was a walking embodiment of pheromones.

And if she wasn’t so clueless, she’d be commanding men rather than spirits.

[Oh my… A-alright, I’ll tell her.]

I understood that as a ghost, she could phase through walls and ceilings, but wasn’t it about time she learned some moderation?

With a sigh, Stella climbed up again, and a moment later…

The backside quickly disappeared accompanied by a shout from above, which I promptly ignored.

“Both of you.”

Swish.

Turning the page once more, I warned the two kids.

“Keep your hands to yourselves.”

The little hands, which had been creeping up my thighs, froze in place before retreating like startled cockroaches.

“Phew.”

I knew this was the age when they would be the most curious about sexual knowledge and attracted to the opposite sex.

But still, acting like this in my presence was just not okay.

Even if they were special individuals, it did not mean that their understanding of sexuality didn’t need to be special.

“Do I need to teach them about sex education or something?”

Frowning, I muttered to myself, and an intrigued Eleanor asked from beside me.

“Will there be practical lessons?”

“…”

My head began to throb as I let out a sigh.

“Zzzzz.”

Eleanor immediately pretended to be asleep again.

***

“By the way, Deus, I think you need to exercise a bit. Your thighs are way too thin. It’s not that I hate them, but you should really take care of your health.”

“That’s right, Professor. Should I help you? I can give you a hero training course.”

“…”

After we reached our destination, the two people stretched their tired bodies after getting out of the carriage and expressed their concern for me.

“Had you not figured that out by groping me, I would have thanked you for your worries.”

“…Uh, that wasn’t groping! I was simply fulfilling my duty as a royal to check on the condition of my vassal.”

“P-Professor, think of it positively! Who else can say they’ve been harassed by fresh and young 18-year-old girls?”

[These kids are really going to make it big.]

[They’re already big deals.]

The Dark Spiritualist and Stella clicked their tongues in disbelief at how shameless the two were.

As a princess of a nation and a hero who saved the continent, having such confidence was admirable, but I really wish they wouldn’t use it on me.

“By the way, where are we?”

Knowing that dwelling on this topic would only be a disadvantage to her, Eleanor quickly changed the subject.

Since I had chosen the destination, Eleanor and Aria glanced around curiously.

“It is a small village called Forsville.”

“Ah, I know it. It’s not far from Graypond, right? I’ve heard it’s an agricultural village.”

“…I don’t know that.”

Being a princess, Eleanor quickly deduced where we were as soon as the name was mentioned.

However, Aria still seemed unfamiliar with the place since she had never visited it during her days as a hero.

“Princess Eleanor, would you mind covering your face? Also, please do not disclose your identity under any circumstances. I will also lower my speech for the time being.”

“Huh? I-I don’t mind, though.”

I replaced the white beret she was wearing with a wide-brimmed hat from the carriage, which cast a natural shadow over her face.

“Is this a gift?”

Eleanor looked at me with a touched expression.

“Actually, that’s mine. Professor asked for one, so I brought it along.”

However, Aria immediately ruined the moment. Looking visibly annoyed, Eleanor tried to crumple the hat, only for Aria to stop her. Watching them, I started walking.

“Follow me slowly.”

Lastly, I took an arm-sized glass bottle from the carriage and stepped into the village.

The villagers were working the fields diligently. The wide, scenic area was strikingly picturesque.

“May I ask who you are?”

A dirt-stained old man approached us cautiously. Taking off his hat, he politely asked me.

“Who is the village chief?”

“That would be me. I am Jason, the chief. Is there a problem…?”

“I brought you something.”

I handed him the glass bottle, packed with countless seeds, I was carrying.

“Th-these are…?”

“Yellow Flower.”

A wide expanse of fields and people preparing it diligently.

In the empty fields, no one was sowing seeds; they were merely getting ready.

“These are the seeds for the raw material of the drug you have been waiting for.”

It wasn’t over yet.

My anger gradually began to spread across this land once again.

***

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