“Haa… I don’t have the confidence to spend three years here…”
While having lunch in the dormitory cafeteria, Lize sighed for the tenth time.
And the reason why she’s muttering such lines is because…
“Lize, you shouldn’t be picky! You have to eat your green peas to grow big and strong.”
“B-But, I hate what I hate!”
Well, it’s a pretty trivial reason. Or rather, childish.
Speaking of which, I’m not a fan of shiitake mushrooms, but thankfully, shiitake mushrooms don’t exist in this world. I win… or so I thought.
“Fufu. May we join you for lunch?”
Christia and Carla came to our table with trays of food in their hands.
“Yes, of course, you’re welcome.”
“Thank you.”
And so, the two of them sat down in front of us.
Hmm… from their meaningful expressions, do they have something to talk to me about?
“By the way… it’s about Prince Wilfred, who’s in the same class as us…”
Leaning forward slightly, Christia began to speak in a small voice.
Apparently, Wilfred has been approaching the female students… and what’s more, the heroines of “EnHaza,” one after another since entering the academy.
Apparently, he’s going to hold a party hosted by Wilfred to deepen friendships.
The location is the detached building where Wilfred lives… yes, the ‘Harem Cabin.’
Seriously, isn’t that just full of ulterior motives?
“…We were also invited, but we have already parted ways with Prince Wilfred as the Barthian Holy Kingdom. However, we thought it would be better to confirm Lord Harold’s intentions, so we came to ask.”
I see… I appreciate them respecting me, but that makes me feel bad in its own way.
But, in order to know what will happen at Wilfred’s party, it would be wise to have the two of them infiltrate.
“Sandra, what do you think?”
“I will only say what benefits Lord Hal, so the answer would be to have Lady Saint infiltrate. But, that’s not what you want, is it?”
Saying that, Sandra smiled.
Ah, haha… my fiancée is surprisingly strict.
She understands my feelings, but she’s trying to make me judge for myself.
So that I won’t regret it.
So that I won’t suffer by blaming someone else.
“…I still don’t want Lady Saint and Princess Carla to push themselves too hard. I’m curious about what it’s like, but let’s just wait and see.”
As a result, there is a good chance that the situation will be disadvantageous for me.
After all, the world of “Engage Hazard” exists for the sake of the protagonist (player), and all the heroines are destined to be with the protagonist.
But, even so, I can’t sacrifice my ‘Precious Thing.’
I absolutely cannot accept that they would be used by Wilfred and end up crossing swords with us.
If I’m going to regret something, I’ll choose the regret of protecting my ‘Precious Thing.’
“…Really, Prince Harold is a wonderful person. It was definitely not a mistake for our Barthian Holy Kingdom to choose you.”
“Ah, haha, you’re overestimating me.”
“That’s not true. Normally, there would be no hesitation in using us. As Lady Saint said, Lord Harold is worthy of trust. Carla, who crossed swords with you, knows that better than anyone.”
Seriously, I think everyone is overestimating me a little too much.
If you praise me that much, I have no choice but to work even harder.
On top of that, I’m so happy that I can’t help but grin.
“Lord Hal is more clumsy than anyone, and kinder than anyone. I am truly happy to be your fiancée… to be able to spend my life with you.”
“I-Is that so… thank you…”
Sandra, who gently took my hand under the table, was met with the best smile I could muster.
With all my gratitude and Feelings.
And yet…
“…………………”
Why does Wilfred have to come to the cafeteria at this timing?
Moreover, bringing Warren, the son of the Knight Commander, who was causing trouble in the dormitory earlier.
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