Powerless Boy is reborn as Lustful Elf
Chapter 93: A sudden shift

Chapter 93: A sudden shift

Bastian paused, his blue eyes flickering with a thoughtful glint as he walked beside Alex through the sunlit corridor of Starhaven Academy, the earlier confrontation with Vaelen fading into the bustling hum of students.

The marble floor gleamed under crystal panels, prismatic light dancing across their path, the air warm with the scent of parchment and faint herbs.

"In fact," Bastian said, his voice quieter, more reflective, "Vaelen’s probably not an ass. He’s just misguided, ’cause he’s got a father who’s an ass."

His words carried a weight, a hint of empathy beneath his usual mischief, his blonde hair catching the sunlight as he glanced at Alex, the corridor’s lively chatter a soft backdrop.

Alex nodded, his red eyes fixed ahead, his frustration from the tutoring session and Vaelen’s hostility easing into curiosity, his confidence steady as he processed Bastian’s insight.

"Oh, that makes sense," he said, his voice casual, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Fathers are usually good indications of what the son will turn out to be."

The comment slipped out, a simple observation, his mind still turning over Vaelen’s behavior, the assembly’s bad blood a distant echo, the corridor’s vibrancy a lift to his mood.

Bastian’s smile dropped, his face tightening, his blue eyes clouding as if Alex’s words had struck a nerve.

The shift was sudden, his usual grin replaced by a tense line, his steps slowing as they walked, the corridor’s light casting faint shadows across his expression.

Silence stretched between them, the hum of students, tunics flashing, voices rising, filling the void, the air growing heavier, the scent of wax mingling with the warmth.

Alex glanced at Bastian, confusion flickering, his confidence unshaken but his curiosity piqued by the abrupt change, the easy camaraderie disrupted.

After a long moment, Bastian spoke, his voice low, firm, a note of conviction cutting through the silence.

"That statement isn’t true," he said, his eyes fixed ahead, avoiding Alex’s gaze. "Fathers don’t always determine their son’s path. A son can forge his own, regardless of what the father is."

His words were deliberate, almost defensive, his posture stiffening, his hands slipping out of his pockets, the corridor’s bustle a distant hum as he spoke, the sunlight catching the tension in his jaw, a glimpse of something personal, unguarded, beneath his usual flair.

Alex’s brow furrowed, confusion deepening, but he nodded, his voice soft, accommodating.

"Okay," he said, his tone neutral, unsure how to navigate Bastian’s reaction, his mind grappling with the sudden shift, his confidence holding as he sensed a boundary he hadn’t meant to cross.

The corridor’s energy, students weaving, laughter echoing, felt at odds with the quiet rift between them, the prismatic light a vibrant contrast to Bastian’s subdued mood.

Bastian stopped, pointing to a sleek vending machine ahead, its crystal surface glowing faintly, stocked with vials of colorful elixirs.

"Here," he said, his voice lighter but strained, fishing a handful of coins from his pocket and pressing them into Alex’s hand, the metal cool against his palm. "Slot these in, pick whatever you want."

His smile was forced, his blue eyes flicking away as he stepped back, turning to go. "I’ll catch you later," he added, his voice clipped, his figure retreating into the crowd, his blonde hair a beacon until he vanished, leaving Alex standing alone, the corridor’s hum swelling around him.

Alex stared after him, momentarily confused, his fingers closing around the coins, his mind replaying Bastian’s sudden mood change, the weight of his words about fathers lingering.

Why had that hit so hard? His confidence held, but curiosity gnawed, the vending machine’s glow a faint distraction as he slotted the coins in, selecting a shimmering blue elixir, its vial cool in his hand, the corridor’s bustle pulling him forward, his thoughts still on Bastian’s reaction, a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.

*****

The next class was a joint one, held in a spacious chemistry lab, its high ceiling lined with crystal skylights that flooded the room with warm daylight, the air sharp with the tang of chemicals and polished stone.

Rows of workstations gleamed, each equipped with vials, burners, and glowing orbs, the walls adorned with charts of elven compounds, their runes shimmering faintly.

Alex sat at his assigned station, his confidence reignited, his earlier frustration fading as he dove into the lesson, his love for chemistry sparking despite the unfamiliar elven formulas.

The chemicals, iridescent liquids, powdered crystals, were confusing, their properties alien, but he leaned in, scribbling notes, his curiosity driving him to keep up, the lab’s hum of activity a steady rhythm, students mixing solutions, their voices a low buzz.

What made the class memorable, though, was the girl beside him at the lab bench, a very cute, shy elf with glasses perched on her delicate nose, her auburn hair tucked behind pointed ears, her soft features flushed with a nervous energy.

Her tunic, a pale green, hugged her slight frame, and her hazel eyes darted between her notes and the vials, her hands trembling slightly as she measured a glowing powder.

Alex couldn’t resist, his confidence buoyed by the lab’s energy, a grin spreading as he turned to her, his voice warm, inviting.

"Hey, I’m Alex," he said, leaning closer, the tang of chemicals mingling with her faint, floral scent, the skylight’s glow catching the lenses of her glasses, making them glint.

She startled, her hazel eyes meeting his, a blush creeping across her cheeks, her voice soft, almost a whisper.

"I’m Ariel," she said, her lips curving into a shy smile, her hands fumbling with a vial, the liquid inside sloshing slightly.

Alex’s grin widened, his charm effortless, his voice teasing as he asked about her notes, drawing her out, her responses growing bolder, her blush deepening.

He could see her body react, her quickened breath, the way her fingers brushed her hair, her eyes lingering on his, a clear sign of her attraction, her shy demeanor melting under his attention.

The lab’s hum faded, their corner a bubble of connection, and Alex knew, with a quiet certainty, that Ariel would be easy to bed, her reactions a map to her feelings, the chemistry class a spark for something more.

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