“Fuaah…”
A week had passed since I returned to the Royal Capital, and I yawned while attending class.
It seems I haven’t recovered from my fatigue yet, as I’ve been sleepy no matter how much I sleep lately…
“Fufu… If you wish, would you like to use my lap again?”
“No, no, that’s no good during class.”
Ever since she gave me a lap pillow in the carriage on the way back, Sandra has been recommending it to me at every opportunity.
Well, of course, I wouldn’t mind, but we should choose the time and place, right?
“Oh? Does Prince Harold desire my breasts more than Young Lady’s lap?”
“I see, Monica seems to want to end her life right now.”
Sandra’s eyes gleamed red, and the corners of her mouth turned up.
Monica really never learns… At this rate, Sandra might seriously end her life.
By the way, Lyra is staying at the Dormitory… or rather, keeping watch.
Thanks to Owen’s arrangements, I was given the authority to decide McLaren’s fate, so I had a Dungeon set up in the Dormitory and had him make that Magic Tool.
Of course, to prevent him from escaping even with [Teleportation Magic], both of his legs are pinned to the floor with stakes.
If I just put him in a cell, he’d easily escape.
“That’s all for today.”
Oh, the class is finally over.
“Sandra, Monica, shall we go home?”
“Yes.”
We stood up and were about to leave the classroom when.
“Harold!”
It was Raphael who came.
But… huh? Is he a little angry?
“What’s wrong?”
“…I have something to talk about.”
“? H, haa…”
For now, I had Sandra and Monica return to the Dormitory first, and I was taken to the Student Council room by Raphael without understanding what was going on.
“I heard. You helped Owen and stopped the Magic Tower Master’s plot, didn’t you?”
“Ah…”
With that one sentence, I understood what he wanted to say.
He’s in a bad mood because I did something like sending salt to a rival in the Succession Dispute, huh?
“More than that, I heard you even took Liliana to the Magic Tower for the inspection! What were you going to do if she was put in danger! And without me!”
Ah, that’s not it.
He’s just angry because it’s about Liliana and he was left out, huh?
“I, I’m sorry…”
I apologized profusely to Raphael, who was scolding me with tremendous vigor.
I know that saying anything will only add fuel to the fire, so it’s better to act like an apology bot in times like these to end it quickly.
“Haa… Alright, this is one favor. When I go on an inspection like this, Harold, you have to help me too, okay? And of course, with Liliana’s help too.”
“A, ahaha…”
What should I do, the Second Prince’s Yandere is accelerating.
If this escalates, he might job change into a Yandere psychopath who appears in erotic doujinshi for women.
“E, excuse me…”
Finally freed, I bowed my head repeatedly and left the Student Council room.
Then.
“Brother…”
Waiting with a serious expression was Owen.
Could it be? He heard that I was abducted by Raphael and feels sorry… no, he’s not that kind of person.
“What’s wrong? Why did you come all the way here?”
“………………….”
Owen bit his lip and looked down silently.
He looked somewhat troubled, so I peeked at his face with a little worry.
“…Brother! Fight me!”
“Ha…?”
I wondered what he was going to say all of a sudden, but he wants to fight me?
Is this guy also like Wilfred, picking a fight with me, the stepping stone… no, it’s different.
I can tell just by looking at his eyes.
“Okay, let’s do it.”
“! Thank you!”
When I nodded, Owen’s face lit up with joy.
But, I don’t understand his intention…
I understood through the previous event, but Owen is stupid and rude, but he’s honest and can admit his mistakes, and above all, he’s not trash like Wilfred.
So, there shouldn’t be any reason for him to actively fight me, but…
“So, what do you want to do? I don’t mind starting now.”
“Of course, it’s now. Marion has reserved the academy’s Training Grounds.”
“I see.”
Owen and I walked side by side towards the Training Grounds.
“By the way… judging from what you said earlier, are you getting along well with Marion?”
“…I’ll talk about that too after the fight is over.”
It seems there’s something going on there too.
It seems to be related to this fight to some extent… and.
“Caz?”
“Hal, be careful. I smell Demon Beasts from where we’re going.”
“…I see.”
Caz, who had been riding on my shoulder in the form of a kitten, whispered softly.
Hmm… it’s hard to believe that Owen would set a trap.
If so, it must be Marion’s doing, or someone else’s.
Well.
“Don’t worry. I have Caz with me.”
“Ehehe… Of course, I’ll protect you!”
I smiled at Caz, who was blushing and nuzzling me, and we arrived at the Training Grounds.
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