Reincarnated as an Instructor in an Adult Game

Chapter 92: Maybe a Bit Too Tight~

The next day, at the training grounds.

I was watching Polte doing a mock battle with Erika.

Sitting beside me and catching their breath while observing the two’s mock battle were the three songstresses.

I had been asked by the five to watch their mock battle once.

Erika skillfully keeps distance while using magic, and Polte tries to close in using her footwork well, but Erika keeps escaping.

What can be said about the two — or rather, all five — is that they lack a decisive blow.

Honestly, even at their current level they have become strong enough to handle the last enemy in the early story.

But if things stay like this, they will struggle when they move up to the second year.

Normally the player would do something about that, but there is no player here.

In the Overworld, skills are not absolute decisive blows.

There are many things to learn from predecessor swordsmen, like Roy does.

I can give advice, but I was anxious whether they would honestly listen.

With a sour face, I watch Erika and Polte finish their mock battle and bow to each other.

As Erika and Polte wipe their sweat with cloths and walk toward me, Erika sees my expression and makes a dark face.

"Was it really that bad?"

"Eh, is it?"

"No, that’s not it. The five of you did wonderfully. But you’re aware that you lack a decisive blow, right?"

At my words, the five quietly nodded. Seeing that, I crossed my arms and rubbed my chin with one hand.

They had noticed and asked me to watch their mock battle.

I let out a small sigh and spoke with a troubled expression.

"I do have ideas... but when asked if they’re related to combat, they’re all things that aren’t."

"Not related to combat...?"

"...Don’t get mad, okay?"

Seeing the five nod at my words, I let out a small sigh and uncrossed my arms.

While looking at their tense faces, I spoke with a serious expression.

"Erika, handicrafts. Polte, dancing. As for the three of you... this is hard to say..."

"Instructor Raide, please don’t stop in a way that makes me anxious!"

"Uwa, scary."

"Nooo~"

Why is it hard to say? Because it’s not something a man like me should say to women of that age.

In the worst case, from now on they might look at me like I’m some kind of pervert.

I scratched the back of my head awkwardly, steeled myself, and looked at the three songstresses.

"...How about swimming?"

"""""Swimming!?"""""

Five pairs of half-lidded eyes turned on me.

This is exactly why I didn’t want to say it. I sighed and looked up at the sky.

After training ended, at 3 PM when I would normally be in the instructor’s office.

I was sitting on a sofa in the reception room of Flower Mist, drinking the black tea that had been served.

I had been taken — forcibly taken — by the five to Flower Mist.

Marieka was surprised by our sudden visit and pressed us asking what was going on.

But it was the five who ended up pressing her instead.

What the five requested from Marieka was underwear that doesn’t become see-through even when wet.

There are no swimsuits in the Kingdom of Libertonia. In fact, the concept of enjoying swimming doesn’t exist in the royal capital.

In the maritime city of Wheelb there is the sea, so swimsuits are sold there, but the Kingdom of Libertonia is inland.

Even if trying to swim in a river, there is the danger of monsters appearing, so they don’t do the wasteful thing of hiring adventurers just to swim.

...Well, the fact that they came to buy swimsuits probably means I’m supposed to be the escort.

It’s a perk, but if seen from the side I’d just look like a pervert.

When I let out a big sigh, I heard cheerful female voices from outside the door.

Thinking the five had returned, I straightened up from where I had been leaning on the sofa.

Then the door opened. I was about to say welcome back but froze.

All five had appeared in leotard-style outfits.

Well, according to Marieka they were hastily made swimsuits, but from my perspective, knowing the circumstances, they only looked like leotards.

...Moreover, the fact that they look like school swimsuits makes it even more inappropriate.

"Wait, Polte! Please don’t hide behind me!"

"Hya wawawawaaa..."

"Is this a chance, I wonder?"

"No, it is a chance, right?"

"Maybe a bit too tight~"

Erika, Polte, Aurora, Rain, and Win spoke in that order as they entered.

The five, who had come in looking embarrassed, looked at me with flushed faces.

Behind the five, Marieka smiled with a face that said she had done a good job and closed the door from outside.

...Hey, why aren’t you coming in, Marieka?

Erika and Polte are wearing white leotards, clearly showing their body lines in all sorts of amazing ways.

Erika’s large breasts’ shape is clearly visible due to the tight leotard.

Polte shows off her beautifully trained legs.

Aurora looks seductive in black, Rain chose a red one with frills that matches her personality and looks cute.

Win must be the type who looks thinner in clothes, as the prepared leotard looked like it was forcibly put on.

Thinking it would be rude to look away, I looked at the five properly, nodded, and spoke.

"Aaah... Yeah... It suits you all."

"...Really? Look at Polte, please."

"Wait!? Erika-chan, d-don’t push meeee!"

Erika seems embarrassed but is probably strong in these situations because she is in a relationship with me.

She pushes Polte’s back as she approaches, but Polte’s legs seem to tangle and she falls forward onto my lap.

I instinctively support Polte’s body with both hands, and my right hand feels something soft.

Polte looks up at my face, turns bright red, and trembles in embarrassment.

"Hya wafuaaaaa!"

"Ah~, calm down, Polte... This won’t do."

I lift the somewhat broken Polte and place her on my lap in a princess-carry-like position facing up.

Her butt sinks between my knees, and Polte grips both hands in front of her chest while trembling.

Erika sits somewhat composed on the opposite sofa and drinks her cooled black tea.

Then I feel something soft against the back of my head and look up.

Win presses her breasts against the back of my head and peeks at my face as she speaks.

"Instructor~~, it might be a bit tight~"

"...Shall I ask Marieka to adjust it?"

Next, Rain, who sat beside me, tugged on my right sleeve and smiled mischievously like a prankster.

The small Rain looks good in red, and knowing her personality, I feel it suits her even more.

Rain scoots closer, looks up at me with a red face, and speaks.

"How is it, Instructor? Are you excited?"

"...Conversely, do you think there’s a man who wouldn’t get excited when approached by such beautiful girls?"

"E-eh, beautiful girls... W-wait, you’re excited?"

"I am, though?"

I immediately replied to Rain with an atmosphere like "Is it wrong to be excited?" Rain turns her already red face bright red, looks down, and freezes.

What about Aurora? When I look to my left, Aurora, who had sat there at some point, quietly closes the distance.

Noticing my gaze, Aurora stops moving and speaks in a small voice.

"Um, Instructor..."

"Black suits you well. It’s perfect for your atmosphere, Aurora."

"Ah, thank you... Are you excited?"

"...I am, and honestly, having Polte on my lap is tough too."

At my words, Aurora looks at my lower body and freezes stiff.

It’s really hard to keep my lower body from reacting, so please spare me from looking.

I let out a big sigh and speak with an exasperated look.

"Doing something like this means I can take it as you having feelings for me... Is that okay?"

At my words, the four turn bright red and start trembling. When they turn their gaze to Erika, she looks at me with half-lidded eyes.

Erika, who had placed her drunk black tea on the table, crosses her legs and arms while keeping the half-lidded stare.

She rests her large breasts on her arms, jiggles them with a purun, and speaks.

"That’s exactly the kind of person you are."

"...Isn’t it better than being indecisive? I intend to take proper responsibility, you know?"

"...It seems I’ve fallen for a truly outrageous person as my lover."

"I intend to love you properly though..."

"I am properly loved... you know..."

Erika, embarrassed by my words, hides her face with both hands.

For a while, everyone’s trembling continued as I smiled wryly.

I thought to myself with an exasperated laugh that I need to ask Thomas to hurry with finding properties.

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Polte

Height: 165 cm

Age: 16

Red hair — short hair for easy movement.

Expression is sharp. Personality is cheerful.

Body type is slender but well-trained, and above all her leg lines are beautiful.

Breasts are grapefruit-sized.

One of the students in the year Raide is in charge of.

Contrary to her personality, she lacks confidence in herself and has a dark side.

As those around her bloom in talent, she lost confidence.

She was praised lavishly by Raide and began to gain confidence in herself.

When she feels like she might fall again, she gets praised by Raide.

She has feelings for Raide — or rather, she is aware that she really likes him.