I was reincarnated as a Magic Academy!

Chapter 15_1: The wrong definition of 'Easy'

That night, I slept like a baby. Shanteya may have been part of the reason, given how I used her Holy Mountains as a comfy pillow, but it was also because I built that dungeon floor. If it was the old me from before my reincarnation, I would have probably stepped away from the task and declared myself satisfied only with repairing the Magic Academy while complaining that I didn't have a computer with me.

The following day, I was woken up by Shanteya's morning kiss, which I received wholeheartedly. Her lips were soft and molded perfectly with mine. Strangely though, while I welcomed the kiss and didn't feel like I was betraying Alina with it, when it came down to go for more, I felt my heart getting pierced by the horrible spear called 'guilt'.

Before going off to build my dungeon, I took Shanteya's list and began to repair all the broken things around the academy. The upgraded versions of my repair skills helped me a lot, and I was done faster than I thought possible before.

While flying around, looking for anything that looked heavily damaged, I heard a mesmerizing sound coming from the garden behind the school, not far from the forest. I recognized it immediately as the gentle tune of a violin. Back on Earth, I often enjoyed listening to a certain hyperactive dancing girl violinist. Some of her songs were quite energetic and just what I needed when the ambient game music didn't cut it. This one, however, was far from energetic, it was calm, gentle, and held a sort of a sad, longing tune to it. I never heard anything like it before, it was pleasing to the soul.

The one playing it was a draconian girl. Her height was above that of a normal human, an incredible 2.15 m tall. The tip of a long, golden scaled tail decorated with big pink ribbons could be seen popping out from under the hem of her white dress. The dress she wore was filled with yellow frills, a design suitable for a noble lady or a very rich merchant's daughter, but all that extra fabric hid away her well proportioned chest. It was bigger than Shanteya's but for her height, it looked like a double D on a human woman who was 1.70 m tall. There were no wings on her back as far as I could tell. Her eyes were closed, as she listened to the beautiful tune she created, so I couldn't see their color, but knowing how other draconian students looked like, they were certainly slit. Three golden scales decorated each of her cheeks, right under the eyes. The farthest one from her nose was the biggest, while the closest was the smallest. A few golden scales were on her forehead as well, ending in a rather big diamond shaped one. She had a pair of pointy, curved horns placed right behind her pointy ears. They resembled the horns of a Greater Kudu antelope, but not as long. Her facial features were quite beautiful as well, and her long, red hair flowed gracefully over he back. If I didn't know any better, I would think I was looking at a princess scene from a movie.

Was she a student here? I asked myself as I admired the scene peacefully.

She probably played for a few good minutes, but each second was truly captivating. When she was done, she lowered the instrument and looked up at the sky. Blood-red was the color of her eyes and a gentle smile adorned her lips.

Who is she?... I thought.

A few moments later, she packed her violin and left the area. I kept a mental note on where I found the draconian lady and then left. In terms of distance, my dungeon was at around 1km away from the academy's main building.

"Now, to start working on the second floor!" I said with a smirk.

The excitement from yesterday returned, and I couldn't wait to start carving into the ground and carefully place my traps. I was like a young child who was given a new toy to play with, but this need, this desire to build deadly dungeons came from somewhere within me. It was a newly acquired feeling, most likely an instinct belonging only to dungeons.