Daniel froze the moment he heard the knock.
She turned her gaze towards the door.
"Who's there?" Marnie said with a soft voice.
"It's me…" a familiar voice came from outside.
Marnie opened the door, and saw Mrs. Jessica standing right behind the door. Sunlight pouring around her like she'd brought it with her
Daniel couldn't help but stared at her.
Deep brown eyes, long hair and curvy hourglass body, so striking against her pale skin.
Though her chest was smaller than Marnie's, whose generous bust always turned heads. But Jessica's ass was absolute S-tier perfection.
Jessica wore a simple cream colour gown, nothing fancy, just the kind of dress any village woman might wear in her daily life.
Over it, she had wore a thin sleeveless, moss green surcoat. It draped in a way that almost looked like flower petals folding in, and a narrow leather belt hugging her waist, tying the whole look together.
"Long time no see, Marnie" jessica said with a bright and genuine smile.
Marnie didn't bother with words. She just hugged her like family. Their boobs pressed against each other, yet Marnie's far larger pair completely overwhelmed Jessica's, enveloping her in soft, undeniable dominance.
That's when Jessica noticed Daniel, half hidden behind his mom.
"Look son… guess who came to visit us" Marnie said with a wide smile on her face.
Jessica narrowed her eyes, with a playful tease. "Hey, Daniel. Don't tell me you've forgotten your aunt already."
He took a pause before replying with a smile.
"Never, Aunt… It really feels good to see you back again. "
She laughed, low with a playful tone. "Oh my, look at you… You're definitely not the shy little kid, I used to know anymore, are you?"
In his memory, Jessica had always been their closest neighbor, whose husband is a craftsman's in the Arcana town. Whenever she got tired of the town life, she would retreat to their quiet arcane village to soothe her mind.
Sadly, her husband rarely came home with her.
"You two talk for a second, l'll be back in a minute" Marnie said, grabbing an empty wooden bucket, and walked towards the well to fetch some water.
Just like that, Daniel was alone with Jessica.
"So… how's your school life going" she said with a neutral expression.
After few basic questions… she leaned a little closer to him.
"…and do you think you'll become a shaman someday?".
Daniel groaned inside.
'Man… not this question again. Yeah, i get it, every kid in this village wanted it. But i'm not the kid she remembers anymore'. He thought in his mind bitterly.
"Uh… i have-" suddenly he was interrupted by Marnie.
"My son," Marnie announced, returning with the bucket, "is going to be a great warrior."
Jessica chuckled softly. "Well then. If that happens l'll give you whatever you want. Hehehe…".
Daniel lingered, hoping Jessica would leave soon, but once two women started talking, the conversation became an unbreakable invisible wall.
His earlier plan ( to finally fuck Marnie) went up in flames right in front of their cheerful, oblivious guest.
He left the kitchen with a sulking expression.
…
By evening, the two women were still chatting away in Marnie's bedroom. Meanwhile Daniel had already bathed, eaten his lunch, and now lay sprawled on his own bed, grimbook in hand.
Silently counting the minutes until Jessica finally left.
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Name: Daniel Dikson
Class: human
Companion: Veilintina (Lust demon)
Exp: 50/500
Level: 1
Hp: 1000/1000
Mana: 200/200
Strength: 1
Charm: 0
Skill: {Voodoo Trap}
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"Wait what… my exp rose from zero to fifty? But how?" He whispered with a confused expression.
He read Veilintina's (page 2) note again and again. Eyes narrowed like a detective hunting for hidden clues, while laughter drifted from the other room.
Both women were laughing uproariously now.
Eventually his father returned home, dusty from the farm fields, and was promptly pulled into the fold.
The three of them worked together in the kitchen, trading jokes and clinking pots, preparing dinner like some perfect family straight out of a storybook.
Jessica stayed through the meal, then finally stepped out into the night smilling by and promising she'd visit again soon.
"Phew… finally" Daniel muttered once the door closed.
He smirked in his bed lying down. "Just wait a little longer, Mom… You got lucky today, but not tomorrow."
Then he crashed out, sleeping peacefully.
…
Morning. 8:16AM.
Daniel rolled out of bed, shuffled to the well and splashed cold water over his face. He washed quickly and ate his breakfast while thinking up an excuse.
"Mom, my stomach doesn't feel good at all… maybe I should stay home today?"
Marnie just crossed her arms without even looking at him. "One week, Daniel. Just one week, until the Trial. You're going anyhow, I don't care."
Typically, Marnie was stubborn, but she cared for him.
He knew that.
Daniel sighed in defeat.
Fine.
Just four hours of school. He would be back by afternoon.
A simple brown tunic with a fitted woolen hose for the morning chill. Wooden clogs claytering down the stone path with a leather satchel bouncing at his side with every step.
Today he felt a little different.
He felt peace in his surroundings.
Villagers shuffled along the dirt roads. Horse wagons creaked past, loaded with hay and wood.
Makeshift stalls bloomed on the roadside. A merchant spreading a cloth to sell turnips and carrots.
Everyone hustling, everyone surviving.
Ten minutes later the school came into view.
A humble wooden gate, weathered and leaning slightly.
To the right hung a hand-painted sign.
[ARCANE SCHOOL OF MAGIC]
No grand halls, no towering spires. Just six crooked rows of benches arranged beneath the sprawling arms of an ancient tree that had probably stood there for over a century.
Barely forty students in total.
A handful were already lounging on the benches, laughing and trading the latest gossip about the usual teachers.
Daniel dropped onto his usual spot near the back.
A minute later the village priest stepped forward, white robes fluttering, face smiling with an excitement.
"Good morning, my children!. Today is a very special day. We have a real shaman who has agreed to teach you the deeper truths of magic."
The name "shaman" alone sent a ripple through the crowd.
Until now they had only had ordinary instructors, who were only good for scripture and letters, nothing more.
"Silence, please!"
Someone hissed, "Wait… look, over there by the tree!"
Everyone turned their gaze.
From the far right side of the massive trunk stepped a woman.
A blonde woman stepped forward. Her pristine white robe flowing softly around her godlike curves, cinched at the waist by a narrow leather belt.
In her arms, she cradled an ancient looking tome, holding it close to her chest with both hands as though it were something sacred.
"My children," the priest announced with a warm smile, "meet your new teacher, Lady Elira."
Daniel immediately crossed his legs, jaw tightening as he fought like hell to suppress the sudden, raging hard cock that threatened to betray him in front of the entire class.