Arven's Scarlet Desire

Chapter Eight - Nemona and Jacq

Jacq was sitting at his desk in the empty classroom, marking a pile of re-sit exams, when Nemona swept in, smiling brightly.

"Morning, Professor!" She beamed.

"Nemona," he said, raising an eyebrow. "I know I said my door is always open, but I hadn't expected anyone back from the Treasure Hunt so soon."

"Would you believe that I just missed you too much?" She said, precociously.

He chuckled. "Well yes, I could believe that... but I don't."

She was in her school uniform, but wore it more... casually than usual; her top buttons were open and her tie hung loose around her neck. He noticed she had followed suit of her friend, Scarlet, and turned a pair of her school shorts into a skirt. He swallowed nervously as she leaned over to put her bag down, displaying every inch of her bare legs, then sat right up on his desk, pushing a bunch of work-notes over to make space for her own butt. Nemona was the kind of girl who knew she could get away with anything, so she didn't bother asking him permission to spread out over his workspace.

And she wasn't wrong, in truth. He would have told off any other student for such over-familiar, self-indulgent behaviour. Nemona, however, was one of a kind. She truly was a force of nature - breezing through to Champion rank before she even started senior year, acing every class and mentoring a number of students in her spare time. She walked through life like she was just gracing others with her presence on the way to something better, more exciting and more prosperous. In fact, Jacq suspected it was only a matter of time before she would technically become his boss. Her father was Chairman of the school board, he practically owned the school - and half of Paldea - and Nemona was on a fast track to be elected a seat of her own after graduation. It was nepotism, absolutely, but Nemona was undoubtedly more capable than half the people already there, so he knew she was destined to do great things.

That being said, right at this moment, he was still her teacher, and she was still seventeen, and her flirtatious manner might be cute sometimes, but it was not worth his job to be caught in an inappropriate moment with a student.

Unfortunately, Nemona seemed to see that as yet another challenge. Making him sweat was a game to her.

She leaned back on her palms and crossed her long, flawless, honey legs in a brazen display of her figure. As usual, he made no outward acknowledgement of this, although internally... well. A lot of young girls got the giggles around him, which made him uncomfortable, but Nemona was never so coy, and in spite of himself, he couldn't help but enjoy her shameless self-confidence.

He sat back and laced his fingers together. "Well, let's hear it," he said. "I know you're not back in this classroom, two days after Treasure Hunt starts, just to shoot the breeze. What's going on?"

"You used to work in the Great Crater, right?" She said.

"Yes, actually, I interned there for the final year of my own Treasure Hunt." he said. "After graduation I stayed on as a research assistant for a couple years. Why do you ask?"

"Did you ever hear about what happened to Professor Turo?"

He raised an eyebrow. "That was quite a bit before my time," he said, thinking. "I've probably heard only what you already know about him."

"But you worked with his wife." She said.

"Sort of." He said, slowly, "Professor Sada's in charge, but I worked mostly with Clavell. But even so, she's a very private person - she never talks about him."

"But do you know what sort of research he used to work on?" Nemona persisted.

"I know he had a particular focus on Terastal-synthesis in Pokémon... or living creatures, I should say." Jacq corrected himself.