I Was Summoned as the Academy’s Janitor… But I Accidentally Became the Most Overpowered Harem Protagonist?! -
Chapter 34: Love Potions and Laundry Duty – Who Spiked the Soap?!
Location: Academy Laundry Chambers – Sublevel 2
Zephyr Arclight did not expect laundry duty to require a gas mask.
And yet, here he was—goggles on, apron donned, and surrounded by clouds of suspiciously pink steam.
BOOM.
A washing machine exploded with a soft pop, releasing heart-shaped bubbles into the air.
From behind a large pile of steaming towels, Selena Frostveil emerged—hair frizzed, lab coat slightly singed, and a clipboard somehow still intact.
"This is bad," she muttered.
"No kidding," Zephyr replied, deflecting an airborne sock with a mop.
Selena adjusted her glasses. “Someone replaced the standard detergent with an experimental affection amplifier.”
Zephyr blinked. “...That’s a love potion.”
“Yes. In soap form.”
“And now it’s airborne?”
“Highly contagious in steam form. Side effects include excessive flirting, love confessions, daydreaming, and spontaneous poetry.”
Just then—
“ZEPHYR, YOU ABSOLUTE DREAM OF A MAN—!”
Rosalia de Glorieux burst into the room wielding a bouquet of enchanted roses, her eyes sparkling unnaturally.
“I just folded three hundred napkins in your name!”
“Rosalia,” Zephyr warned, holding up his mop like a crucifix, “you’ve been exposed.”
“I’ve been enlightened!”
Elsewhere in the Academy: Chaos.
Drakynia Flameheart was threatening to duel anyone who looked at Zephyr “with impure detergent-driven intentions.”
Arwen Galehart was curled up in the library, writing a 50-page research essay on “The Magical Ethics of Soap-Based Emotional Manipulation (And Why He Smells Nice).”
Professor Figgs had fallen in love with his tea kettle.
Back in the Laundry Room
Selena slammed the emergency shutdown rune.
The magical washer-dryers sputtered, fizzled, and finally… wheezed into silence.
Zephyr caught Rosalia mid-lunge with one arm. She sighed dramatically and passed out into a pile of towels.
Selena rubbed her temples. “Who would even make a love soap?”
Zephyr thought for a moment.
Then his eyes narrowed. “I know someone who sells forbidden scented candles and emotionally manipulative bath bombs.”
Selena looked up. “You don’t mean…”
“Maribelle Moonshimmer.”
Former alchemy student. Current rogue bubble witch.
Later That Evening – Dorm Rooftop
Zephyr leaned against the railing, watching stars blink overhead.
Selena stood beside him, quiet for a while.
Then, softly: “You weren’t affected.”
“Mm?”
“The soap. The potion. You never… reacted.”
Zephyr looked at her and gave a small, unreadable smile.
“Maybe I’m already under a different kind of spell.”
Selena froze. The tips of her ears turned pink.
He stood up. “Goodnight, President.”
And he left her there, flustered and staring at the moon.
End of Chapter 34
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Chapter 35: The Bubble Witch’s Return – Zephyr vs. the Lovebomb Conspiracy
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