Growing desperate, Evelyn immediately reached out and grabbed the hem of Hezel’s clothes. If they were separated here, the meaning of finding Hezel before the real quest began would be lost. The dense fog obscured her vision, and the loud screams pouring from all directions were buried in it.

By the time her hand clutching Hezel’s clothes became damp with sweat, the fog cleared to reveal a massive maze made of rose vines that appeared to be at least 5 meters high.

[You are now trapped in a maze created by the power of a Grade 1 magical beast. Hezel, who has no immunity to mental magic, is currently unconscious, trapped in his subconscious. If you fail to heal the third male protagonist, Hezel, within 3 hours, everyone trapped in the maze, including yourself, will die.]

Three hours. It was an extremely tight timeframe to remove Hezel’s status ailment within that time. Evelyn looked down with troubled eyes at the unconscious Hezel, whose collar was still in her grip. His brow was cruelly furrowed as if he were suffering from a terrible nightmare.

‘How can I wake Hezel up?’

For a moment, Evelyn leaned Hezel against the vine and opened her skill window. Since she couldn’t use basic skills on the male leads anyway, she went straight to check the advanced skills. Her eyes quickly scanned down the list of skills. Then her gaze fixed on one skill that had recently been unlocked.

“Roleplay.”

[Roleplay – Attempt an interesting role-play to remove status ailments from your target. The higher your immersion in the role-play, the greater the healing effect. Can heal even mental wounds.]

Setting aside the uncomfortable disconnect between the skill name and its effect, this skill had one additional special function.

[*When using this skill, you can enter the target’s subconscious. If you wish to enter the subconscious, tie your wrist to the target’s wrist with a string. However, the time you can remain in the subconscious varies depending on your proficiency. Current proficiency: 0%]

This is it. No matter how she looked at it, this seemed like the skill she needed to use. She was concerned that the time she could remain in the subconscious depended on her proficiency. But since there were no other options, Evelyn used a hair tie from her robe pocket to firmly bind Hezel’s wrist to her own.

[Preliminary preparation for the Roleplay skill activation is complete. Would you like to activate the skill?]

“Yes.”

[Checking proficiency… Due to your current skill proficiency being 0%, the time you can remain in the target’s subconscious will be determined randomly.]

[Attempting to enter Hezel’s subconscious. You can remain in Hezel’s subconscious for 30 minutes.]

Fortunately, it wasn’t just 5 or 10 minutes. Just as she sighed with relief.

“What are you looking at, Teacher.”

With a rather rebellious voice, a boy who looked exactly like a fennec fox glared at her with piercing eyes.

“…Could it be, Hezel?”

“Why add ‘could it be’ in front?”

No. Even if Hezel’s actual age was 27. Doing a roleplay with Hezel, who looked about seventeen or eighteen, didn’t seem right, did it? Even though she was a veteran of reverse harem games, she hadn’t lost her common sense and morality.

“Teacher, are you looking down on me too? Because I’m just some adopted son that man brought in.”

“Ah. That was the setting.”

Hezel, an orphan abandoned in the back alleys from birth, was originally just a pickpocket who survived by stealing wallets from wealthy people. Then his life completely turned around when he met a man who was the head of a trading company at the time and was later adopted by him.

While she was recalling the background knowledge she had learned while playing the “Hezel Route,” the Hezel in front of her rolled his eyes.

“What? What setting?”

“Nothing. So what are we supposed to be learning today?”

“How did you become my tutor with that brain of yours?”

In this subconscious, her role seemed to be Hezel’s home tutor. Inside what was clearly a luxurious mansion room. The boy sitting at the desk with his chin resting on his hand looked less interested in learning from her than a demon would be in nose hair.

“You’ve been a master of harsh words since way back.”

“Master of harsh words? Is that a compliment? I heard you graduated from the academy last year. How can someone so clueless teach anyone?”

That annoying guy was truly insufferable.

Her irritation was momentary. Even while arguing with Hezel, time in this subconscious was steadily decreasing, so Evelyn picked up the textbook on the table.

‘I don’t have time for this.’

I should at least pretend to conduct a lesson.

…No sooner had she thought this than the scene before her eyes suddenly flipped. At the same time, a much taller Hezel with broader shoulders than she had just seen trapped her between his arms.

Behind her was the hard desk, and in front was Hezel, his face now shed of baby fat, looking down at her with a relaxed expression.

“H-Hezel?”

At Evelyn’s flustered appearance, Hezel leisurely took hold of her chin and lifted it. Hezel was smiling at her from a distance so close their breaths tickled each other’s cheeks. That face, standing at the boundary between boy and man, was much more to her taste than she had expected, making her heart flutter.

“You promised. If I graduated from the academy at the top of my class, you’d grant me any wish.”

“I did?”

“Don’t try to back out now. I’m a proper adult like you, and I’ve been pleasuring myself to exhaustion every night thinking about you.”

Ah. So this was your taste, Hezel. Truly fitting for the official weirdo of “Evelyn’s Manor.”

As Evelyn shook her head, a firm thigh pushed between her legs. Feeling the thigh gently pressing against her private parts, Evelyn bit her lip. Hezel’s face, tilted at an angle, came closer, poised to claim her lips.

Stopping at a precarious distance, Hezel whispered in a voice so low it gave her chills.

“It’s time for ‘real’ education, Teacher.”

The world’s most dangerous graduate looked down at her speechless form and smiled with his eyes.

End Volume 1