A few hours after Jax left the classroom in his calculated rage, he was summoned to Lysandra's office.

The students had complained. Filed formal grievances about his behavior. Expressed confusion about what they were supposed to do next. Their beloved professor had insulted them, called them gutter trash, and stormed out without any guidance.

Lysandra lectured him for what felt like an eternity. Her voice sharp. Her words cutting. Her disappointment palpable.

Jax was completely unbothered. He spent most of the scolding session scratching his ears. Yawning occasionally. Examining the dirt under his fingernails with great interest.

Lysandra knew the truth. Removing him from his position based on these acts alone would be nearly impossible. He had good backing now. Connections with royalty. And his recent deeds during the demon incident served as a divine protection of sorts.

He was taking full advantage of that immunity. And they both knew it.

At the end of her lecture, she threw her final words like daggers.

"Let's see what you do with this arrogance of yours when you're portrayed as a fool in front of the entire world."

She expected him to flinch. To reconsider. To show even a sliver of concern.

Instead, Jax smiled.

"That would still be better than getting bullied by a demon for the taste."

He stood up and left.

Behind him, Lysandra sat frozen. The cruel reminder of her most humiliating moment echoing in her mind. Breaking her from the inside.

After some time,

Jax sat in his carriage with Roxana. The academy grounds faded behind them as they headed toward his mansion.

The silence was comfortable. At least for Jax.

"So," he said casually, "what excuse will you make today to drink alcohol?"

Roxana didn't reply. Just stared out the window and ignored him completely.

Jax smirked.

"Or let me rephrase. What excuse will you make to confess more things around me?"

She clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"Professor, just leave that topic and focus on the competition. We only got two entries today."

Jax's expression brightened. "Two? That's great! We only need three more then."

Roxana's face remained grim.

"Three more in three days. And looking at the situation, most of the potential students have already signed with other professors. We have very limited options to choose from."

She sighed.

"And 'choose' might be too generous a word. Whoever sends an application will automatically be on our team. We don't have the luxury of being selective. Not with your reputation."

She paused.

"Though, as you mentioned before, we can still try recruiting from other years."

She reached into her bag and pulled out two sealed envelopes.

"Here are the applications received today at your office."

Jax took them. He already had suspicions about who they might be from. That Lilith girl for sure. And probably Seraphina, the timid one whose hand he saw rising before her brother pulled it down.

He opened the first application.

Lilith.

'That chick definitely wants something from me. Maybe my dick. Maybe she has some ability to see through bedroom performance. Or predict dick size.'

He chuckled internally.

'Whatever. Let's see when she confesses her true intentions.'

He opened the second application.

Not Seraphina.

Elira Noct Varenis.

The hot vampire from his class. The one who made him hard every single time he saw her. Those crimson eyes. That pale skin. Those curves that defied mortality.

Jax was genuinely confused.

'Why the hell would she want to be on my team?'

Then his pride corrected him.

'Actually, why the hell WOULDN'T she want to be on my team?'

He looked at Roxana.

"Are you sure there were only two applications?"

She nodded.

Jax's expression darkened.

"Then one girl is still being controlled. Tomorrow, I'm teaching that bastard brother a lesson."

He tucked the applications away.

"So we only need two more students now."

Roxana's voice turned serious.

"Don't do anything more stupid. You're already on the radar of many staff members. Please don't make this harder for yourself."

Jax smiled warmly.

"Oh? You're worried about me? How cute."

His smile turned devious.

"Ah, I forgot. If I got exiled again, you might actually flood the academy with your tears. Or alcohol. Or maybe both."

Her face flushed with embarrassment.

"You're at it again."

"Why not? When you give me so much material to work with—"

His sentence died mid-word.

Through the carriage window, he spotted a familiar stall. Nyara's food stand. And beside it, a small figure helping arrange chairs.

Brian.

He recalled his promise from yesterday.

"Driver, stop the carriage here."

The carriage halted.

Jax turned to Roxana.

"I won't be coming home tonight. Feel free to do whatever you want."

He paused.

"Of course, except causing damages on my tab. And don't feel lonely and drink again."

She hissed at him but couldn't bring herself to ask where he was going. The burning anger in her chest sealed her lips.

She just watched.

Watched him step out of the carriage. Watched him give a genuine smile to the cat-folk family. Watched him converse sweetly with them.

Brian was ecstatic. The boy jumped up and down with excitement, then wrapped himself around Jax in a tight hug.

Jax helped Nyara carry a heavy bag of utensils from her stall. They walked together, talking and laughing.

And the worst part?

They weren't triggered by his words. Weren't pissed. Weren't angry.

Which meant they weren't receiving the treatment he gave everyone else.

Roxana rubbed her eyes. 'What is happening?'

She tried to rationalize it.

'He must be plotting something. That has to be it. Poor souls.'

Then a thought struck her. 'Should I follow him?'

Immediately, memories of the night she intervened between him and Zharina surfaced. The punishment. The humiliation. The things she'd witnessed.

'No way. I can't even imagine how he'd react this time.'

She slumped back in her seat.

'Besides, why do I even care? It's not like it's any of my business.'

Her voice came out hollow.

"Driver, let's keep going."

-- -- --

Jax had fun with Brian and his mother.

Now Nyara was in the kitchen preparing dinner. The sizzle of cooking filled the air with delicious aromas.

Brian sat on the floor, excitedly telling Jax about his adventures on the playground. The bullies he'd faced. The friends he'd made. The games he'd won.

Jax listened patiently, nodding at appropriate moments.

Then he patted the boy's head gently.

"Brian, I'm going to help your mommy for a bit. Until then, read this book."

He handed over his copy of 'Fundamentals of Mana.'

Brian's eyes glowed with wonder. He immediately started flipping through the pages, completely absorbed.

Jax stood and walked toward the kitchen.

He found Nyara at the stove, her tail swaying gently as she tossed chicken in a pan. The apron hugged her figure nicely. Her cat ears twitched at the sound of his approach.

She turned and panicked slightly.

"Professor!"

Jax smiled. "Relax. I just came here to help you."

"You don't have to. I will manage—"

Before she could finish, Jax's hand moved.

His fingers found her backside. Poked directly into her asshole through her thin clothing.

She screamed. Quickly muffled it with her hand.

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Her eyes were wide. Panicked. Aroused.

"Professor, what are you doing?!"

Jax leaned closer.

"Just helping you. Didn't I say that already?"

She peeked around the corner. Brian was still locked into the book, completely oblivious.

"He's watching!" she whispered desperately. "We can't do anything weird here!"

Jax looked at Brian. Then back at Nyara.

He closed the remaining distance. Until his hardening cock pressed against her ass and tail.

His lips brushed her ear.

"You weren't hesitant when you fucked me right beside him before."

His hand traveled from her ass, under her apron, beneath the fabric of her clothes. His fingers brushed against the soft bush of hair between her legs.

Then two fingers slipped inside.

"Mmnh..."

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Her hand shot back and pressed against his, holding him there. Her body twitched involuntarily.

"Professor..." Her voice was breathy. "You've become very naughty."

Jax smiled against her ear.

"Not my fault. You were the one who—"

Before he could finish, Nyara grabbed his tie.

Pulled him toward her with surprising strength.

She hopped onto the kitchen counter. Spread her legs. Pulled aside her undergarments with one hand.

Her pussy glistened. Already wet. Already ready.

Cat-folk arousal worked fast. And Jax's teasing had awakened the beast within her.

"You deserve punishment then." She grabbed the back of his head.

And pushed his face directly into her pussy.

Jax was submerged. Her folds pressed against his mouth. Her juices coating his lips and chin. The scent of her arousal overwhelming his senses.

This was the plan from the start. The poking. The teasing. All designed to awaken the monster within her.

And now?

Fucking a horny monster while protecting the lewd act from her innocent son sitting just meters away.

The perfect fantasy.

Jax focused on the task at hand. His tongue worked furiously. Lapping at her folds. Circling her clit. Diving deep inside.

"AHHHN—!"

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She moaned loud. Too loud.

From the living room, Brian's voice called out.

"Mother? Is everything alright?"

Nyara bit her lip hard. Forced the lust down. Controlled her voice with immense effort.

"N-No problem, Brian!"

Her words came out strained. Another moan threatened to escape.

"It was just... mmnh... just some lizard!"

She looked down at Jax, whose face was still buried between her thighs. His eyes met hers, glinting with mischief.

She gave him a vicious smile.

"A very big lizard."

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