We have no more classes today.

After the canned soup, my face wants to burn off. No, the soup has nothing to do with it.

It's me blushing at everything Alexandra says.

She gets up and takes the empty can from me. There is a trashcan nearby, and once he gets rid of them, she nods to the side as if inviting me for a walk.

Is this like a date? My heart is beating so fast, this homunculus body must be malfunctioning.

"So how far did you get?" She asks, and I have no idea what she means.

"Oh, um. I built some defenses and held a conference. Then..."

"Not that, silly. But I appreciate what you did for my Battalion. My only regret was always to leave the Orcs behind." She interrupts me but still doesn't elaborate.

"Why did you leave then?"

"I don't want to disappoint you." She shrugs, repeating her question. "But I meant to ask how far did you dig into my memories?"

"Oh, that." Yeah, I'm dumb. We were talking about that while drinking the soup. Of course, she meant that. "Um, you were in captivity with a woman looking like you. Then with an Orc tribe."

I won't spell it out, she knows what I saw.

There is no reason to mention that she was a slave and lost her mother.

It's a touchy subject, and as she said, I dug into her memories, without asking.

"Hmm, so only the early years." She gazes at the sky. "I haven't met Omega yet?"

"You did, and prepared to duel him when the memories cut off."

It was back when she teleported me after my short mission to steal my pictures.

Which she still has. Crap.

"I'm glad you didn't see that. It was an embarrassing loss. But he became the Demon Lord after that." She giggles as we walk around the campus.

Almost every boy turns their head after her. It's crazy.

Even the ones who walk with their girlfriends, so there are plenty of jealous looks too.

And then there are some confused ones when they notice me next to her.

I can almost hear their thoughts.

What does this stunning beauty have to do with that weirdo? Is that even a girl or a dude?

The clothes my sister brought in the morning are my usual picks.

Jeans and hoodies, baggy ones to cover my disproportionate shape and hide my lack of breasts.

My hair is a bit wavy and only reaches down to my chin so I could be a boy too.

But not in the same ballpark this Goddess of a woman should walk with.

That's what they are thinking, I'm sure of it. But Alexandra doesn't waste a second on them.

When she doesn't look at me or the walkway ahead, she looks at the sky, lost in thoughts.

"Don't worry, I didn't find anything embarrassing in your memories." She notes, catching me off guard. "And I was looking, haha. I wanted to find something I could shape your body after."

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"Oh God." I giggle to hide my nervousness, but it feels forced. "I hope you deleted those pictures too. I don't know why I even had them."

"Hmm." She doesn't look at me. What kind of answer was that?

"D- Did you delete them already?" I can't help but repeat it.

And now she looks away even more.

She is suspicious.

"Alex? You deleted them. Right?"

"I guess I forgot." She avoids my eyes.

From this angle, it almost looks like she's blushing.

Not as much as I do, this face is about to catch on fire, and I grab her arm.

"You're joking. Please, they are so embarrassing." When I realize that I touch her, I jump back.

If this were a cartoon or an anime steam would already escape my ears.

"Hey, it's fine. You spent the last month in my body after all. And I made this one for you, I guess we're even." She tries to calm me down, then furrows her brows. "Unless..."

"Unless what?!" Even I know she's about to tease me, and my heart can't handle it.

"Unless you did something nasty with my body, and didn't tell me."

"I-I did not!" This was a lightning-fast protest.

It might be so fast that it made it even more suspicious but it's true.

It's not like I had the chance, because I thought about it. Shit.

"It's okay, everyone has needs." She bursts out laughing, and I bump her shoulder with my fist.

She almost goes flying, and it's something, I already suspected, but didn't realize.

The new body she made me is way stronger than I was.

"Oh, my god, I'm so sorry." I dash to catch her before she falls, but as the klutz I am, we end up on the ground.

Together. Tangled. What the hell am I doing? Now everyone stops to look at us.

She keeps laughing, and when I try to get on my feet, I can't move. She won't let me. What the?

"Sorry, you are too funny when you're all blushing and embarrassed." She stares right into my eyes, making sure I blush even more. This Goddess is a savage. If only I had weapons like this.

"And don't worry." She continues much quieter. "Remember, this shell is also a homunculus. It would take much more to hurt me than some friendly banter."

"You know, all this time, I thought the Demon Lord was the bad guy in your world," I note, trying to free myself and get up. "Then I had to fight that First Hag necromancer bitch."

"Oh? What are you trying to say?"

"That you are way, way worse." If only I could say this with a straight face, without blushing or trying to escape from her before my heart gives up. She pouts before laughing some more.

And I'm finally free. She lets go, and I fall on my butt.

"Have you ever thought that it might be true?" She asks a little later, still on the ground. "What makes someone good or evil anyway?"