"Here, Aron. Keep this with you. This will be as far as I can help you, officially." Yana winked at the satiated boy and place a pill bottle on the table. Aron picked it up and opening the lid, took a look inside. His eyes opened wide when he saw the long green pills. There was no way he can mistake these pills. These are the most basic requirements of mana cultivation in this world, the spirit concentration pills.

Its purpose was evident from its name, helping the mages in collecting mana from nature and breakthrough to the higher levels of cultivation. For sure he never had the luxury of having one for himself, still, he had seen these enough times to identify them.

"I can't possibly accept this Mrs. Yana. This is too expensive for a gift." Anything that had to be made by the alchemist, is bound to be extravagant. "Huh... Brat, this is not a gift. It's called investing in young ones. Once you grow up I am planning to get ten times what I invested from you." She crossed her arms on her chest to show her determination.

Aron knew there was no way out of this predicament. His values didn't allow him to jump from someone else's shoulders but truth was, I needed all the help he can get. His head bent down as he thanked Mrs. Yana for her kindness. "No need kid. Just remember to pay me back haha.."

He was aware that the woman was putting on an act. "Sure." He beamed the best smile possible. For a second Yana list herself in those eyes as her heart began to beat rapidly. 'ahh.. what are you doing idiot Yana.' She can only admonish herself for recalling all those scenes from yesterday. Yet, it can't be helped. The boy was too handsome and too cute for her to ignore. 'Ahh.. how good had it been if I had a son like him..'

Yana wasn't unhappy with her marriage. Rather both of them loved each other with all their heart. Nonetheless, the matter of a child will always emerge as a sore point in their relationship. Both of them being of the same gender meant there was no chance of a naturally born kid. So Yana wanted to adopt one but her partner was not too keen on the idea and had been delaying it for years now.

"Ahem... Is everything all right Mrs. Yana." The woman had been staring at his face for a few minutes now and Aron had to disrupt her gaze. Yana shook her head like she just came out of a reverie. "What can I do, you are too cute little Aron hehe.."

Looking at the boy's face turning red Yana chuckled before bringing out a small bag. "Here. If you want you can pay for these too when you grow up." She smirked while presenting a small bag to him.

He checked the inside and found two sets of new clothes inside. "I think I will rather consider them as gifts." He replied with a toothy grin. Yana smiled and continued. "I didn't have the proper sizes so I brought them out of my estimates. Try them out."

The atmosphere grew awkward after her sentence. "You want me to move out?" She offered but Aron shook his head. "No need. I will do it here." He got up and after saying that, decisively removed his ragged clothes. He will have to be bolder if he wants to obtain Yana.

Yana blushed after glancing at the thick semi-flaccid stump. The soft sensations on her hand came back, making her move the gaze away from it. She tried to focus on the boy's face. "So Aron, is the problem persisting? I mean.. the one regarding your genitals?"

Aron was very tempted to play it in his favor and receive another handjob from the beautiful lady, nevertheless, he resisted the urge. He shouldn't come out to be too eager, instead, he planned to let Mrs. Yana's cravings grow. He was not so naive as to believe that the woman didn't enjoy it.

"Yes, Mrs. Yana after yesterday's release it's under control for now." Yana nodded. "Okay. But if you start facing any problems, let me know and I will try to help you out." That is exactly what Aron wanted to hear. He nodded his head, without any delay. "Sure, Mrs. Yana. I will certainly have to depend on you for that." Though the woman tried to hide it well, Aron can see the desire in her dark eyes.

***

Once again, Aron found himself utterly frustrated. Sitting on his bed he had tried everything but still can't make any sense of the symbols in his grimoire. Now he had even begun to doubt if both of them were the same language at all. It can't go on like this. He was wasting his precious time like this.

Having unexpectedly gotten his hands on the mana concentration pills, he longed to try his hands on cultivation. "I must talk to Ms. Julia. I am sure they will guide me this much." Saying that he put both the books to the side before dozing off.

***

Somewhere in a dark alleyway of the capital. There was a large brothel house. In the underground levels of the building, more than 10 men and women sat all-around a chair. It looked like a meeting of some sort. An old man with a white beard sat on the head seat. "It's not time yet, Isabella. Don't try anything funny. We are at a very crucial juncture, if we mess it up here, all our plans will have gone to waste."

"Huh.. you guys are nothing more than chickens. I say we blast through the palace and rescue boss. They will never know what hit them." The woman named Isabella, replied while standing against the wall. "Any takers for my proposal?" She continued, now looking at the other members of her organization.

No one bothered responding but a woman with a dark pattern on the left side of her face put her hand up in support. "Haha... Darlene, you are the best. I knew you will support me. Hehe.. please kiss this younger sister." Saying that Isabella leaped at the mature woman with tattoed face. But Darlene seemed to be prepared for her as she pushed her face away with her hand.

"How many times have I told you not to get all touchy with me? I am not supporting you rather I am in support of the idea." Holding Irene's face away from her, she turned to talk to her companions. "What are we waiting for? Can it be any more evident that it's time already? Who can ignore the giant apparition in the sky two days back? Boss must have been talking about that."

"Also, we can't be sure if he had enough energy to activate the device and inform us." *Thud* The hooded man sitting in front of Darlene banged his hand on the table. "Darlene!! Are you doubting the boss?" The tattooed woman didn't even bother responding to the guy. Instead, choosing to stare at the old man. She found it beneath her to even engage in a conversation with those who were below her.

"Watch it shortly. You better behave in presence of big sis." Isabella had already unsheathed her short sword. "Enough!! All of you keep quiet now." A wave of aura struck against all the members present in the room. Irene smirked and pulled her sword back.

"Huuu... It's decided then. By popular vote, we choose to disband for now and wait for the master's signal, however long we have to wait. This meeting is adjourned now." Everyone got up and took their leave, with Irene choosing to follow behind Darlene. "Are we going somewhere fun, big sis?" Darlene looked rather exasperated by her nagging so she chose not to reply. But Isabella didn't seem to mind it and locked her arms with hers and skipped happily with the mature woman.

**Next night**

Aron walked lethargically towards the girls' hostel. For two nights straight, he didn't have a proper sleep. Most of his time had been wasted behind the book. While his sleep had been disrupted by the regular dreams. They will always start with himself having sex with Mrs. Yana and towards the end of the session, she will always transform into that bewitching beauty.

"Can you please inform Ms. Julia in room number 211, that Aron is here to discuss something with her?" He told to the receptionist, who in turn informed the maid.

In a few minutes, the maid returned alone. "Please come with me. Ms. Julia wants you to come to her room." Aron had no problem following the woman.

The maid brought him to the room and left him on the door. Aron looked all around. This hostel was only slightly less luxurious than Mrs. Yana's. It was understandable as however rich these students might be, they can't compare to the faculty of the academy. As each teacher here was in itself a great mage.

*Knock* *Knock* "Come in. It's open!" He heard Julia's voice from inside. Taking a deep breath he pushed the door and entered the room. Her apartment had only two large rooms. In one of the rooms he can hear the rustling sounds, so he made his way to that.

On the bed he found Julia laying on her chest and turning through the pages of a book. She wasn't alone in the room as the shy girl from earlier, Hera sat on the edge looking through her own book. Next, he saw the spectacled girl who lay on the carpet and she too was going through her book. Aron can easily guess that they must be working hard on their next project since the previous one failed so spectacularly.

"Ahem... I hope I didn't disturb you ladies." He asked subserviently. He didn't mind putting his head down as long as it can further his goals. Julia sat back up but just as she turned to look at him, she wasn't able to say something for a few seconds. She had already known that the boy was rather good-looking for a slave but what was this? Right now, he even made her stop for a bit.

"Wow.. boy, what happened to you? How come you transformed this much?" The green-haired girl wasn't as shy as the other two in the room and immediately got up to check on the boy. She walked all around him, gazing at the boy from every angle possible.

Julia saw that Hestia's appraisal was making the boy uncomfortable, so she cleared her throat and intervened. "Ahem... Hestia, I think you should let him sit at least." The girl ignored Julia for a while but at last grabbed onto his hands and brought him to the sofa. "Come. Sit here. But you got to tell us, what happened to you? Is there some kind of new lotion in the market that can do this?"

She kept holding his hand, sitting next to him. Hestia had disproportionately big globes on her chest when compared to her overall height and right now she was pressing his hand onto one of her jugs. Looking into the girl's eyes he can tell, she wasn't doing that on purpose. It's just she was too excited to notice it.

But that knowledge can't help Aron. His face began turning red. Everyone except Hestia noticed the change to his face. Hera put her head down as she blushed at the development. While all Julia can do was shake her head in helplessness.

"It's nothing like that. Mrs. Yana bathed me at her place, so if there is some kind of lotion like that, then you are better off asking her about it." Julia had planned to change the topic to save the boy from Hestia but he answered before she can do it.

Aron saw all the girls fell silent for the next minute. 'What happened? Did I say something wrong?' He can't tell exactly. Just then, Hestia squeezed his arm tight. "What did you say? You took a bath with Mrs. Yana?" Aron didn't know what was the big deal in that, so he nodded in response. Hestia at the boy with sudden awe and reverence. Mrs. Yana was their homeroom teacher, so who better than them will know, how strict she can be. It was incomprehensible for them to imagine that authoritative woman to care so much for a mere slave to even help him bathe.