Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

The next morning, Jaegar had woken up early, which was unusual for him. Normally he would have slept in, but here he could sleep properly. The room had its own bathroom, which was convenient for him.

After taking his time for the bath, he wore the uniform, which was in the wardrobe.

Dressed in the uniform, Jaegar appeared incredibly dashing and effortlessly pulled off the attire. The fabric of the uniform hugged his form in all the right places, accentuating his physique and adding a touch of elegance to his appearance. The black and white colors of the uniform complemented his features, enhancing his natural charm and charisma.

Jaegar has a symmetrical face; he has a clear face line and a strong chin with a structured jawline. He has an attractive face that is both soft and masculine. He appears flawless from the front and sides. Jaegar's eyes are green, and his hair is black with a little shade of blonde, it was wavey and combed neatly.

Jaegar's pov:

This looks fine, and the fabric feels good on me. I have to say that woman sure took care of my clothing. I wonder if I will be able to see her again. She gives me the vibe of a certain actress in my world. I should try my luck with her, she will be marked first on my list of women. Now let's see what this magic academy looks like.

I walked out of my room, thinking about the number of women and girls who would be present in the academy, and was greeted by someone. He was about the same age as me. As soon as he saw me, he said, "Oh, hello there."

I smiled faintly and replied back, "Hi."

He was wearing the same outfit as me.

"Man, you must be pretty rich to have your own room," he asked me with a stunned expression. I shrugged and said, "Well, I don't know about that, it was what they gave me." I said, feigning ignorance.

I said, "I am Jaegar Ambrose, and you."

"Ah, where are my manners?" he said. Seeing him, I can't help but think that he must definitely be from a noble family of sorts. He introduced himself with a slight bow. His regal demeanor confirmed my suspicion.

"I am Pierre Selfriges. I didn't see you yesterday in the opening ceremony."

"Today's the first day for me. Can you take me to the classes?" I asked. I didn't know anything here, nor did Jeanine inform me about the ceremony. For now, I've decided to follow Mr. Manners here.

"Of course, let's go. All of them must be in the main hall."

"You didn't answer my question from earlier."

"I squinted my eyes and said, "I was caught up in something and couldn't come."

Listening to my words, he didn't say anything further, and I followed him quietly, he seemed eager to help me. He must think of me as a rich noble, judging by his reaction. Well, who cares, it's fine as long as he helps me.

We both walked to a long and spacious hall, which had massive doors at the entrance. There were many students present, seated in the hall, dressed in their uniforms. After entering the hall, the attention turned towards me, I felt a little awkward with everyone staring at me.

That's when I heard a feminine voice say, "Mr. Ambrose." I turned to see who it was and found Jeanine waving at me.

I looked at her and was surprised to actually see her. She was wearing a green midi dress with a knot at her waist. Her light brown hair was tied into a bun, and she was slender with a sharp nose and light eye brows. Her smile was warm and inviting as she approached me. Jeanine seemed to be popular among the students, as many of them greeted her with friendly hellos and waves.

It was clear that she was well-liked and respected in the school community. Damn! How did I miss her when she was with me all day yesterday? My eyes dropped instinctively to her bust, which was shaking with gentle motion as she walked towards me.

She stood up in front of me, but my eyes were down on those mounds as my thoughts were filled with how they were holding themselves under her dress.