Friend Zone - Chapter 4

“Max, where do you think you’re going?”

After having received my first blowjob under the lips of that bitch Sophie, I had been in an incredible mood, but that mood only lasted until I reached the lobby of the school. On my way out, I was suddenly called out by a loud and obnoxious voice.

“Gwen…” I couldn’t help but sigh as I turned to the short girl with her hands on her hips, glaring at me.

“You promised you were going to help me after school. You weren’t trying to skip out, were you?”

“I never made that promise…” I started, but she had already run up and kicked me in the shin. “Ah! Why?”

“Hmph, because I felt like it! Follow me.” She grabbed my arm tightly, pressing her chest against it.

I could shake her off and run faster than her, but Gwen was a girl who held grudges. If I took off, she would assuredly make me pay worse the following day. I had no choice but to help her do what she asked.

While holding me tightly, she dragged me to a hall in the back of the school. This was a hallway where all of the dying clubs met, one of which was her invocation club. The club had been hemorrhaging members from what I heard, and I was just glad I wasn’t a mage or she might have forced me to join. Gwen was the president of the club and was trying to bring it back to life for some reason. When I stepped into the room, I couldn’t help but be alarmed by the mess.

“Now, I know it looks bad,” Gwen began, smiling up at me and patting my arm. “But I’m sure you’ll be able to clean it up quickly.”

The room was completely trashed. There were melted candles everywhere, and the floor was covered in markings. In the middle of the roughly drawn circle was a mass of crates and barrels that quite literally stank.

I frowned. “You told me that you needed something moved.”

“Right, you need to move all of this to the trash, oh, and if you could pick up and bring all these textbooks back to the magic office on the third floor, that would be great.”

She pointed to a pile of books thrown all over the floor without care. They would take at least four or five trips to move.

“Trash? What is it?” I looked in one barrel and then made a face, as it seemed filled with some chunks of rotting meat.

“It was an offering!” she declared while puffing out her chest. “Our summoned being didn’t take the offer though. It was a failure.”

I wasn’t surprised. Everything they had offered seemed to be either spoiled or dug out of a dumpster. I could tell how much funding the club received.

“Wait, why do you keep speaking like I’m doing this alone?” I realized she was backing toward the doorway as if I wouldn’t notice. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Naturally, I have other club duties to attend to, so while you’re saving me time cleaning this all up, I’ll be getting those jobs done.” She did a cute pose.

“This…” I couldn’t believe it. “Where are the other people in your club? Why can’t they help?”

“Oh, well, they all went home.” Her expression turned slightly depressed, but she quickly bounced back to her bubbly personality. “It’s fine! Mages aren’t great with physical activity like you knights. Knights should be expected to do at least this much for their mages. Come on, it will only take you a few hours.”

“I’m not your knight!” I glared at her. “A few hours is all of my free time! It’s a Friday night! I have stuff to do.”

She blinked and then tilted her head back and laughed, her large breasts jiggling slightly. “You? Going out? Stop joking around. Can you please do this for me? If you helped me out, I’d be so happy.  You’re my friend.”

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and gave me an extremely pitiful look. She had a way of looking up at me through her eyelashes that looked extra cute. The first few times she had done it, I had felt guilty and agreed.  This was how I had ended up her friend. She had seen me doing stuff for other girls, and decided that I should be doing stuff for her instead.

Whenever I said no, she’d start acting cute and flirtatious. I ended up folding, and ever since then, she kept claiming we were friends, but only when she wanted to use me for something. I had a lot of mixed feelings when I thought about her. I knew she was just using me, and her flirtatious nature was meaningless, but I still fell for it every time.

After a few moments of resistance, my shoulders slouched. “Fine.”

Her look of pity was immediately replaced with joy. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise!”

She had said that plenty of times, but she had never once done it. I was still waiting for her to make it up for the many times she had abused our relationship, but I knew that would never be the case. She turned and left without even glancing back once.

I looked around the room, thinking about what I needed to clean first. As I started to grumble about my lot in life, I suddenly recalled the grimoire. After looking around the room and confirming I was on my own, I brought it out. I saw Sophie’s entry, but then I flipped to the next empty page.

“Come on, Gwen,” I muttered.

For a second, I was afraid that it wouldn’t work, but then the information started to fill itself in. I eagerly read down the page.

Name: Gwen Danon

Age: 18

Height: 150 cm

Sizes: 88 cm, 60 cm, 88 cm

Occupation: Student (Mage)

Sex Level: Virgin (Some experience)

Sexual Kink: Age Play, Breeding

Greatest Insecurity: Being Seen As A Child

Relationship Level: 2 (Friendly)

I frowned, struggling to understand what that meant. The information could mean a lot of things. What did some experience mean? When it said Age play, did she mean older or younger? What did being seen as a child mean exactly? I reached out and touched the book, and then suddenly another paragraph of text started to appear.

Gwen’s Bio: Gwen is a senior student at Azazel’s School of Magic. She became a mage because of her intelligence and small stature which made it difficult to be a knight. Although she is a virgin, she reads many adult novels and fantasizes about adult fantasy situations. She joined the invocation club because of her favorite adult story ‘I summoned my boyfriend.’ As she’s reached adulthood, her stunted height results in her often being treated as a child by those her age. She wants to be seen as adult and mature. Her insecurities have caused her to develop a kink of being treated as an adult with authority (Ie an older sister, classmate, or even a mother. She is also aroused by the possibility of getting pregnant, which makes her feel grown up. She has developed some friendliness toward you because you’re easy to control and tease, which makes her feel sexy and mature.

My mouth fell open. Could the book do that before? I couldn’t help but turn back to Sophie’s page and touch it. A moment later, text was added to hers as well.

Sophie’s Bio: Sophie is part Animalia – fox kind. She is a junior student at Azazel’s School of Magic. She joined the knights to stay in shape. She has struggled with weight her entire life and has low self-esteem. Deep down, she believes she is disgusting and undesirable. This caused her to develop kinks for rape and masochism. She is jealous of Denise and resents the boys who chase after Denise. This is why she developed an interest in you as someone who wants Denise but who doesn’t reciprocate. She wanted to use you to hurt Denise, but after you forced yourself on her, she was afraid of how much she liked it. She currently likes you a lot.

Although the addition of a bio didn’t change the information provided, it added just enough context that I was able to better understand things. Did that mean the grimoire could add information based on need? As it became more powerful, would I be able to get more information about the friends in it?

I shook my head. That wasn’t important right now. I learned some things about Gwen that I didn’t know before. She wanted to be seen as an adult, huh? How could I use that information to get her out of the Friend Zone? Of course, I disliked Gwen because of how she used me, but she was still very cute and the thought of wrapping her around my finger still filled me with desire. I wouldn’t even feel that bad about ruining her magic potential should we have sex before she reached the proper level. In some ways, it’d be vindication for how she treated me.

I still ended up cleaning up the room as she had requested. I wouldn’t be a friend if I just abandoned her like that. I threw all of their spoiled sacrifices out, scrapped up the wax from the floor, scrubbed off the old writing, and then picked up all the books. I managed to scrounge up a cart, so I was able to bring the books up to the magic office in two trips. By the time I was done, it was already getting dark outside.

I didn’t run into Gwen again, and I was pretty sure she had gone home. However, my mind had been working the entire time, and as I finished cleaning the room, an idea came to me. After leaving the building, I didn’t head immediately head back to my dorm. Instead, I headed to the library. The magic academy was an entire campus, and knights and mages lived on campus while we got the education necessary to be heroes.

Besides the academy where classes were held and the library, there was also the magic training building, the knight’s hall, the cafeteria, the canteen, security, and a few dozen less important buildings. The library was right across from the academy, and it remained open late for people who wanted to study.

It was rare for a knight to enter the library, so I got a strange look from the librarian when I entered. Knights were much more likely to be in the knight’s hall where they could make use of the track, weightlifting center, and practice rooms. Mages were the academic ones who would spend an entire night lost in some tome. I was on a mission though.

“Fiction?” I asked.

The librarian nodded as if she finally understood I wasn’t studying, and sent me up a floor to the fiction section. I was expecting the library to be empty, so I was a bit surprised when I came out on the second floor to see a beautiful girl sitting in the corner. Her skin was nearly perfect, and her ears were elongated. She must have some bit of elf in her. That was rare.

She seemed to notice me looking at her, and looked up from her book, fixing her glasses as she stared back at me. I coughed and quickly looked away, heading for the section I wanted. It was all alphabetical, so I was quickly able to narrow it down, and after about ten minutes, I finally walked away with the book. It was Gwen’s favorite story, ‘I summoned my boyfriend’. I already guessed what it was about, but I still found a couch and sat down to read it.

I wasn’t interested in reading it. I just wanted to confirm my suspicions. I was shocked by how graphic it was. I didn’t think such books would be in a library for students, but it looked like they didn’t hold anything back. I skipped most of the scenes though, making quick work of the book.

In summary, a mage ended up summoning a monster with a big dick. She gets struck with some kind of aphrodisiac as a class prank, and it’s the monster who ends up relieving her rather than the knight who had plotted against her. She ends up falling in love with her summon monster, who kills the knight and the two run off together. This wasn’t exactly high art, but it was enough to warrant three sequels. I closed the book and considered things excitedly.

It wasn’t the book that excited me, but the fact that I knew Gwen liked the book. She liked the fantasy of summoning some big-dicked monster to be her lover so much that she tried to bring back the invocation club. There had to be some way I could use that to my advantage.

“If you like that book, you may like the author’s other book, ‘My Husband, the Knight’.” I looked up in surprise to see the elf girl in glasses looking at me with a smile.

“I-I see…” I responded, a bit shocked that a girl came up to me to speak.

“My name is Fay.” She smiled. “I’m a mage here. A sophomore.”

Fay had long blonde hair tied into a ponytail which made her elven ears even more visible. Her glasses made her big, blue eyes stand out even more. Her chest was modest, as most elven women were, but she had long legs and glass-like skin. She was a very attractive girl, but I wouldn’t dare say she was hotter than my true crush, Denise. I was a man of principles, after all.

“Max… Junior Knight.” I responded, trying to sound manly.

She giggled. “A Junior. I guess I’ll have to call you upperclassman.”

“You can call me big brother if you want?” I offered.

She laughed again, her voice somewhat melodious. “You’re funny too. Hey, have you started the missions yet?”

My expression grew more serious. “I start missions officially next semester.”

Missions were a major part of finishing your education. Missions sent knights and mages all around the world. That was how one truly earned money, equipment, experience, and rank. Once you completed a mission, you were considered a true knight or mage, although it wasn’t uncommon to fail your first mission. Other than women, it was one of my greatest worries.

“That’s so cool.” She sat down across from me, reached out and touched my hand.

My heart was beating a mile a minute. I really couldn’t believe this was happening. Had my springtime finally been reached? Was it because I had my cock sucked by Sophie? I felt more confident. This cutie must have picked up on it!

The pair of us talked for another hour. At this point, it was close to 9 pm. I had already given up my chance to get dinner at the cafeteria, but it was worth it for a chance to talk to Fay.

” I need to get back. My sorority has a curfew. Take my number. We can hang out sometime.” Her hand stroked the outside of my hand as she handed me her card.

“Yeah, I definitely will.” I nodded enthusiastically.

She smiled one more time and then left the library. Had that happened? I finally attracted a girl who didn’t see me as just a friend! Wait, I should check the grimoire! After looking around, I found an empty room and locked it. I summoned the grimoire and then flipped to the news.

[Fay has become your friend. Her affection for you is 2 (friendly).]

Just friendly? She seemed more than friendly a moment ago! Wait, something seemed wrong. I flipped her to her bio page.

Name: Fay Lightgarden

Age: 16

Height: 168 cm

Sizes: 78 cm, 60 cm, 79 cm         

Occupation: Student (Mage)     

Sex Level: Virgin (Practiced)       

Sexual Kink: Boy’s Love, Masturbation

Greatest Insecurity: Straight men

Relationship Level: 2 (Friendly) 

Bios: Fay is part elf. She is a Sophomore student at Azazel’s School of Magic. She is very intelligent, but also very shy. She is typically a loner who doesn’t engage with others. She masturbates frequently to stories about boy’s love. She’s frightened of straight men, and won’t talk to them willingly, but it’s different for gay men. Since she fetishizes gay men, she noticed you reading a book typically read by women and assumed you were gay. She’s always wanted a gay friend. She wants to be your friend as long as you’re gay.

As I read the words, my brain seemed to break. How could she think I was gay? We were talking so intimately. Besides, it was impossible! I didn’t have a gay bone in my body! That’s when I heard laughter in my mind.

“Andromeda!” I spoke it like a curse.

Her laughter continued for a bit, but she finally started to calm down. “So-sorry… heh… sorry… that was just too funny.”

“Andromeda… about our deal…”

Her laughter disappeared. “You’re not thinking of backing out, are you?”

I suddenly started to feel my devil’s mark heating up.

“I don’t! I don’t!” I cried, grabbing my arm. “I just… had a question. The grimoire added the bios earlier.”

“Mm… I added that as a favor, but that’s the last favor you’ll get. If you want to upgrade the grimoire, I’ll need more power, and power means souls. You understand?”

“You’re saying… until I corrupt one soul, you won’t be able to offer me any more help?”

“Mm… you’re on your own. Good luck.”

I had a feeling I’d need all the luck I could get.