I Became The Academy Necromancer
Chapter 352: Side Story - Possibility

Early morning.

Erica, who had a lecture only in the afternoon, decided to stay back at our house in her pajamas instead of returning.

The Dark Spiritualist and Findenai, who had dragged Stella away, also returned with her.

[I would’ve stepped aside on my own if you just told me earlier.]

Stella, who found out that they left to give me and Erica some space to ourselves, pouted as she subtly moved closer to me.

It was impressive how she kept wanting to touch me, almost like a puppy.

And the fact that her warmth was still noticeable showed that her mental body was still intact.

“What the hell is with that girl?”

[I’m really starting to dislike Stella.]

Findenai sat at the table with her chin propped up while the Dark Spiritualist glared with her arms crossed.

But despite their complaints, Stella still lingered by my side, not showing any signs of leaving.

“Stay at the table. I’ll prepare the meal today.”

[Huh? You?]

Stella, who usually prepared—or rather, threw together the meal to feed Findenai, looked at me in surprise.

Not just Stella, but even the other women also looked at me in surprise, but this was something I planned to do someday.

“There are more mouths to feed today.”

Findenai, Erica, and even Stella could eat. It wouldn’t be bad to cook for them on a day like this.

However, I quickly ran into an unexpected obstacle.

I thought I’d use the ingredients I had seen in the pantry earlier, but there was no rice.

Without rice, everything else feels a bit off.

I wanted to make Korean food rather than just serving whatever was available here, but it was tricky.

I couldn’t make the side dishes from scratch, and even if I wanted to make stew, I didn’t have the ingredients.

After all, there was no way to get kimchi or soybean paste here.

[The ingredients are a bit lacking, huh?]

“Yeah, they are.”

[It’s because we only ever needed to feed Findenai before.]

I was not sure how to take that, but I understood.

As I pondered, Findenai and Erica stared at me expectantly.

Well, at least there were eggs, so I thought of making something with bread and bacon.

This is a bit awkward.

Fried eggs were something you could easily eat here.

I thought of maybe making rolled omelets or steamed eggs, but then, that would create a weird combination of bread and rolled omelets.

And that didn’t seem right, so I was about to suggest keeping it simple today.

“Make it.”

However, Findenai, with her chin propped up, gave me a strange look of coercion.

“Just make it. Even if there aren’t enough ingredients.”

“…Well, if you insist.”

Even if it was not particularly tasty, it was better to give them something they hadn’t tried here.

So, I took a few eggs and made simple rolled omelets and steamed eggs.

I also toasted bread and fried some bacon to go with it, setting up a simple meal.

“It might not be outstanding, but this is how we ate eggs back where I’m from.”

[The food looks pretty.]

Stella, who had been sticking close to me and watching me cook, smiled and complimented the food.

Well, compared to the food of this era, it did look somewhat appealing.

“It tastes like eggs.”

Findenai muttered as she took a bite of the rolled omelet. Well, what else would it taste like?

It was still just eggs with some salt sprinkled on them, only with a slightly different appearance.

However, the corners of her mouth were subtly turned upward as she grumbled.

“Make it again tomorrow.”

“You just said it tastes like eggs.”

“But you’re the one who made it, Master Bastard.”

Findenai mumbled happily with a smile on her face.

And it wasn’t just her; even Erica had a satisfied expression as she ate.

Is that so?

It seems their satisfaction didn’t come from the taste alone.

It stemmed from the fact that I was the one who prepared the meal, which oddly made me feel proud and grateful.

“Uh, hey.”

Erica, who had taken a bite of the steamed eggs, hesitated as she looked at me.

Wondering if something was wrong, I noticed her face turning red before she quickly averted her gaze and spoke.

“The apron… suits you.”

“Ah.”

It was the apron I had purchased for cooking.

It was the first time I’d worn it, and apparently, it looked good on me.

“Mhm, so sexy.”

Findenai made a strange comment, but Stella was also smiling as she clung to me.

[That’s right, it really suits you.]

I was slightly flustered by her seductive tone that made it seem like she was about to suggest heading to the bedroom immediately.

Stella looked like a teenage boy who had just discovered the concept of desire, unable to control herself.

And

The only woman here who couldn’t taste the food…

[Hmph! It’s so unfairrrr!]

The Dark Spiritualist was pouting, swinging her arms and grumbling.

***

After roughly gathering the samples, I was manipulating mana in the study I had set up at home and started my research on mental bodies.

The house wasn’t particularly large, but the reason I made a study was simple. With so much free time on my hands now, farming and reading had become my hobbies.

So, I created a study, and it was now being repurposed as a research lab.

I thought I’d be done with necromancy and magic by now.

In that sense, most books I owned weren’t about magic. They were mostly novels.

“Hmm.”

Erica was in the study as well, quietly reading a book. It was a romance novel written by Saintess Lucia, and whenever a steamy description came up, her shoulders would twitch or she would cross her legs, making it obvious.

Erica probably had no idea that it was written by the Sainess.

And even though she was a candidate for Archmage, Erica couldn’t really help me with this research.

This was necromancy, and I had made more achievements in magic anyway.

It might sound arrogant, but that was the truth, and even Erica acknowledged it, which was why she was just reading novels now.

“Hey, Master Bastard!”

Findenai has become so accustomed to calling me Master Bastard that now she simply continued to address me in that manner.

In a way, I had also gotten used to it, so I didn’t bother correcting her.

“What’s wrong… what’s up?”

The problem was that I sometimes slipped into the speech patterns from my days as Deus. Findenai chuckled at my response and asked.

“Are there any dishes you can make with potatoes and sweet potatoes?”

“Why this question all of a sudden?”

Potatoes and sweet potatoes were things we were growing in our garden and seemed she really liked the breakfast I prepared.

“There are, but they’re really different from what you’d find here.”

I could make some side dishes with potatoes, but I was still missing the most important ingredient, rice. And to make proper rice, I’d have to purchase a pot and rice from the Han Empire.

After all ,neither the Clark Republic nor the Griffin Kingdom primarily grew rice; they mostly cultivated wheat.

Though making sweet potato glazed with syrup might be possible.

I thought it might be possible if I could get my hands on some honey or something similar.

“That’s enough. I just want to eat something prepared by you, Master Bastard.”

Though the taste wasn’t particularly outstanding, I was taken aback by her desire to eat something I made.

“Alright, got it.”

When I nodded in response, Findenai smiled brightly and headed back outside.

Clatter.

However, she opened the door again and strode back in.

“Anyway, what are you doing?”

She seemed intrigued by the way I was manipulating mana again.

And her curiosity made sense since I hadn’t used mana in a while. So, I began explaining about mental bodies.

Erica also closed her book and joined the conversation

“So, you’re saying that the changes in mana based on emotion might be the foundation of forming a mental body?”

In response to Erica’s question, I added a comment.

“There’s a possibility. And sexual stimulation is the easiest way to observe emotional fluctuations, so that’s why I approached it from that angle…”

As I mentioned, it might be similar to how evil spirits transformed due to negative emotions.

With its wide range of emotions, sexual arousal was much easier to observe.

“But not all souls would be capable of that, right?”

Otherwise, mental bodies would have manifested all over the place by now.

I believed it was only possible because the Dark Spiritualist was an inevitable being for the continent, and Stella had accepted the goddess’ divinity.

“I see.”

Erica nodded, having seemingly understood.

On the other hand, Findenai tilted her head as if something was bothering her.

“What’s wrong?”

When it came to magic or research, Findenai was… to put it bluntly, not just useless but harmful.

But her wild instincts were truly remarkable.

Even if she didn’t understand it with her head, if Findenai felt something was off, it was worth listening to.

“Nah, I just want to make sure I understood it correctly. So what you’re saying is that they both got so horny that they formed mental bodies?”

“The wording is a bit…”

Erica chimed in with a reprimand, but I confirmed she was correct. Findenai then stared at me and asked.

“What about you, Master Bastard?”

“I didn’t have that tendency.”

To be precise, my artificial body was unable to withstand the mana flow and broke down.

Regardless, I didn’t experience the same vivid changes as the other two.

That was a bit puzzling, but…

…Huh?

Why was that?

Findenai’s blood-red eyes seemed to know the answer, and only then did I realize I had overlooked something obvious after talking to her.

“I get that you haven’t fully comprehended the theory yet, but you’ve already achieved the result, right? Stella is in a mental body state at this very moment, right?”

“We don’t know how long it will last or if there are side effects.”

I responded quickly, almost defensively, but a mischievous glint formed in Findenai’s eyes.

As she took a step closer, like a predator stalking its prey…

I took a step back, feeling an inexplicable sense of unease.

“I think I know why you were unable to form a mental body, Master Bastard.”

“Huh? What is it?”

Erica, who had been mulling over the research, asked with a confused expression.

Three souls had experienced the same situation: one remained as was, one turned into a mental body, albeit temporarily, and one remained in the mental body state.

There must be some other reason.

However, this couldn’t be approached with something rational like numbers or mana—it required an emotional approach, like Findenai’s.

“It’s because you weren’t that aroused.”

The reason Stella, who was unusually sensitive, had remained in her mental body was because the emotional fluctuations she experienced were much more intense than what the Dark Spiritualist and I did.

On the other hand, I didn’t get as excited as Stella, so my mental body formation was incomplete.

And I couldn’t go all the way with the Dark Spiritualist because my artificial body broke midway. However, even then, she became a mental body for a brief moment before reverting to her original state.

Thud.

As I stepped back, I eventually bumped into the bookshelf.

Flustered, I turned to check behind me, and Findenai pressed her body against me with a sly smile.

Findenai tended to calm down only when she was on the offensive.

“I’m different from yesterday. I did a ton of mental training last night.”

“Ahem.”

And Erica, who had apparently joined in, cleared her throat awkwardly before subtly moving to the other side of Findenai and clung to me as well.

Their firm chests were pressed against me from both sides.

Although she spoke dirtily, Findenai was still blushing, and Erica appeared openly embarrassed.

However, neither of them were willing to back down even an inch.

“So? Doesn’t it seem like my answer is correct?”

“If this continues, my artificial body…”

“It should break. You have to get excited enough until it breaks to form a mental body, right?”

Chomp.

Findenai bit my neck lightly. The faint pain made my body shiver.

Lick.

On the other side, Erica licked my neck gently.

“Wait a second…”

I realized she wasn’t wrong, but I instinctively tried to stop them.

I always thought my emotions were faint. So, I hadn’t gotten as aroused as the other two, which was why I couldn’t form a mental body.

However, on the contrary, If I were to experience emotional fluctuations to that extent, like the Dark Spiritualist, who was defined as an inevitable existence by the continent, I too…

The thought that it might be possible crossed my mind.

“Is anyone hereeeee?!”

A noisy voice echoed from outside the house.

***

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