"Oh, oh. Calere really values Jazlyn the most."
"Now, express your desire to date Zeon, marry him, have children with him, and build a happy family with Zeon... Do you see the doll of Zeon?"
"Yes..."
"Do you understand the meaning of that doll?"
"Yes..."
"Put Zeon's doll in the box... Did you put it in?"
"Yes..."
"Now place Jazlyn's doll in the box... Did you do it?"
"Yes..."
"Close the box... Have you closed it?"
"Yes..."
"Now, the two most important people to you are in this box. Who are they?"
"Jazlyn and Zeon..."
"That's right... From now on, you'll always think of Zeon, and whenever you do, you'll feel happier. Every time you do something kind for him, it will feel like heaven... You'll dream of becoming Zeon's wife, having children, and living a blissful life... because that is your deepest wish."
The hypnosis was now complete.
"What you've heard will deeply influence your subconscious and your life, but when you wake, you won't remember it... From this moment on, you'll fall into a deep sleep and dream sweet dreams about starting a family with Zeon... You've instructed the coachman to drive on before falling asleep."
With that final suggestion, I ended the hypnosis, leaned back on the sofa, and drifted off.
'Ah~ this sofa is so comfortable~'
---
Calere was filled with happiness.
In her dream, she had finally married Zeon, just as she'd always wished. And there was even a child, already 2 years old, the result of a premarital pregnancy.
Calere baked some cookies and brought them to Zeon.
"Zeon, enjoy these."
"Sister Calere, thank you."
Zeon was seated at the table, reviewing papers. He took the cookie Kalere handed him, took a bite, and smiled with admiration.
"It's delicious! Sister Calere is the best!"
Calere gazed lovingly at Zeon's face.
'Huh? What is Zeon doing?'
For a moment, doubt crept in, but it quickly faded.
'Oh, right. The two of us are working as Jazlyn's lieutenants.'
At that moment, a 2-year-old child came running toward them.
"Mom! Dad! I want to give you cookies too!"
"I was just about to call you."
The child's face was somewhat blurry, and Calere couldn't recall its name, but she knew with certainty that this child was hers and Zeon's.
The child clambered onto Calere's lap and began happily nibbling on the cookies.
"Yum, yum, so delicious."
"Mom! We've arrived at the Magic Tower!"
"Huh? The Magic Tower?"
"Yes! We're here at the Magic Tower!"
"The Magic Tower…"
'Something feels off.'
"Now that I think about it, where is this place? Is this... a dream?"
.
.
.
Calere suddenly awoke from her sleep.
"Lady Calere, we've arrived at the Magic Tower."
The coachman had opened the door and was speaking to her.
"Right. It seems I slept for quite a while. How long was I asleep?"
"About an hour."
"What? I slept that long?"
"Didn't Lady Calere tell me to drive?"
"Ah, yes. That's right. I'll be a while. Rest and wait."
"Understood."
The coachman closed the door.
Calere glanced at Zeon, who was sitting beside her, still dozing.
"This guy is still sleeping…"
She stared at him closely.
"If I really take a good look... he's actually quite handsome. I think he's my type."
Her heart began to race.
Calere could feel her heart pounding as she gazed at Zeon.
"Why do I feel like this? I used to like Paris… Huh? I don't even like Paris anymore..."
Calere's thoughts drifted to Paris, but instead of fondness, she now found him unattractive.
Calere had served her elder sister Jazlyn since childhood. When she was 15, she accompanied Jazlyn to a ball as her escort, where she met Paris. Paris was a serious and strong-willed man, the heir to the marquis of Maine, a large city west of Brisen. He swore loyalty to Jazlyn, falling for her beauty and talents. Over time, Calere's affection for Paris grew, but Paris was only ever focused on Jazlyn, ignoring Calere entirely. Others saw Calere as a loyal warrior, devoted only to her great sword and Jazlyn, but hidden deep within her was the desire to find happiness as a woman. Sadly, she didn't know how to express herself romantically, so she and Paris never connected.
But now, she didn't feel a shred of affection for Paris.
'What is happening...?'
Calere wondered how things had changed so much.
'Paris was never good for me. I admired him from afar, but he never noticed me. Paris only ever had eyes for Jazlyn. He never saw me as a woman, and that made him a bad match for me. I'm tired of Paris. Now, I'm drawn to another man.'
Calere looked at Zeon, her eyes now full of affection.
'Zeon is more reliable and destined for greatness than Paris. Would I be happier with him?'
She recalled the dream she'd just had. In the dream, she married Zeon, bore his child, and lived a life full of joy. A smile slowly crept across her face.
'Yes. I would be truly happy if I married Zeon. And as a bonus, I could get back at Paris.'
Calere resolved to pursue her feelings for Zeon.
'But... how do I approach him? I know nothing except how to wield a great sword...'
Unfortunately, Calere had no idea how to appeal to Zeon as a woman. In her dream, she had baked him delicious cookies, but that was just a dream. In reality, she didn't even know how to knead dough.
Just then, Zeon shifted in his sleep, leaning his head on Calere's shoulder.
"Mmm... it's so warm..."
Calere felt her face flush as warmth spread from Zeon's head resting on her shoulder.
Without thinking, she reached out and gently cradled Zeon's head in her arms.
"I'm happy... Can I truly be a woman?"
"Mmmnya... mmmnya~"
Even in his sleep, Zeon looked adorable.
"Let's stay like this... just a little longer."
Calere, without realizing it, fell back asleep while holding Zeon.
---
I, Zeon, woke up feeling warmth around my head.
'Huh? Why am I in Calere's arms?'
I quickly grasped the situation.
Hehe, seems like my suggestion worked. Should I wake her now?
I shifted my head gently, waking Kalere from her slumber.
"Senior Calere~ Senior Calere~"
"Hmm... what is it?"
Calere awoke to find Zeon resting in her arms. Startled, she quickly pulled away, retreating into the corner of the carriage.
"I-I'm sorry! I must have hugged you while I was asleep!"
"Hehe~ It's fine. Senior Calere is very kind."
"R-really...? I'm not very ladylike, so I thought you might find it uncomfortable…"
"No. Senior Calere is beautiful!"
Calere, with her long golden hair and blunt, straightforward manner, wasn't usually seen as feminine, but her slim, athletic build and healthy skin gave her a striking beauty when she put in the effort to dress up.
Calere's eyes widened in surprise.
"Really?!"
"Yes!"
"Even though I'm so muscular?"
"That's exactly my type!"
Hehe, even if it's flattery, it still makes my heart flutter.
"Really. And Senior Calere, may I call you 'sister'?"
"Sure, go ahead. It feels... right when you say it. We've been here too long though. Let's head into the Magic Tower."
I followed Calere out of the carriage. We were parked on the main street, right in front of the Magic Tower's main gate. The coachman, still seated, was dozing off. Calere tipped him and told him to take a break.
As we passed through the main gate, a massive 20-story tower loomed ahead, surrounded by numerous smaller buildings.
The Magic Tower was a vast research institute located to the west of Briesen. It started as a five-story tower where high-ranking mages trained their apprentices. Over time, as the empire poured resources into it, the tower expanded, becoming the leading center of research in fields like magic, magical tools, and medicine. Professors, full-time researchers, and graduate students all worked here, though the students were often referred to as "modern-day slaves" due to the rigorous workload. Still, earning a doctoral degree from the Magic Tower was a ticket to prestigious positions anywhere on the continent.
Calere strode confidently toward the large building near the main gate.
"Sister Calere, what kind of building is that?"
"You don't know?"
"No, it's my first time at the Magic Tower."
"That building is the Magic Tower's store, where they sell items crafted within the tower. It's the finest magic tool shop on the entire continent."
"Are we buying magic tools?"
"Yes, we are."
I nodded. It made sense for the Magic Tower to sell its creations. Sponsorships and investments alone wouldn't be enough to sustain the tower.
As soon as we stepped onto the first floor, a man in a suit rushed over to greet us, bowing deeply at a 90-degree angle. He seemed to hold some authority here.
"Lady Calere! Welcome!"
"Jerome. It's been a while."
"Indeed! How can I assist you today?"
"We're looking for items related to random magic."
"Ah, random magic! It's a very popular field of research lately. There are items crafted by graduate students…"
"I'm looking for something made by someone more experienced, preferably a researcher or higher."
"That would be quite expensive, as it's the latest technology. Is that acceptable?"
"Jazlyn will cover it."
"In that case, let's head to the third floor. The finest items are displayed there."
"Lead the way."
It seemed Calere was a VIP at the Mage Tower's shop.
"Sister Calere," I asked curiously.
"What is it?"
"Is sister really well-known here?"
"Yes, I've often come here on Jazlyn's behalf. She's invested a large amount of money directly into the Mage Tower. You could say she's one of their most important patrons."
"That's impressive."
"Hehe. It's really Jazlyn who's impressive, not me."
"What's the position of that man, Jerome?"
"He's the manager of the Magic Tower Shop. It's always good to have someone like him as an ally."
We soon reached the third floor. The items displayed here were far more refined and exquisite than what we'd seen on the lower levels.
Jerome called over a few other staff members, giving them instructions before returning to us with an explanation.
"On this floor, we showcase magic tools crafted with utmost care by experienced researchers and above, using only the best materials. I've already asked them to bring the random magic tools for you. Please make yourselves comfortable at the desk while you wait."
Jerome then guided us to a desk and personally brought us cold drinks.
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