Recuperating? – K of Hearts (Part 1)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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“Mn, mn… So she’s coming?”

After receiving a message from Henri, I sank down into a luxurious chair in my room.
Everything in this room was chosen by me, as was the interior decoration of my dorm room at the academy. If I don’t arrange the things around me myself, I just can’t calm down. There have been traps in furniture countless times after all.

The “she” I mentioned, of course refers to Beatrix.
It was a bother making all the preparations and arrangements to take Beatrix as my wife, but with this it’s a certainty that I can have her nearby now…

“She’s probably angry, huhh.”

There’s no way that a straightforward and honest person like her wouldn’t be dissatisfied with the methods I took.
I honestly wanted to spend more time deepening my relationship with her. Just like Achille and Camille… No, that really might have taken too long.
But I don’t have much time left, so it can’t be helped. It’s the answer that I’ve reached after much thought.
And I don’t regret this.
It’s a decision I’ve made to ensure that the things important to me remain by my side.
I know. I know how easily the things important to you can disappear if you don’t take extra care to protect them.

“I wonder if Achille and Camille are okay.”

I’m quite worried about the safety of my two dear friends.
They’re moving together with the soldiers sent to the town to suppress and drive out the extremists.
According to the notice from this morning, the extremists are planning on heading to Viscount Jade’s territory from the territory they’ve controlled.

“I actually wanted to go with them too…”

It’s impossible given my position though.
Sometimes I really loathe this position of mine, but nothing can be done about it. Being the case, I feel that it’s better to make effective use of this shitty position and do something constructive.

Topageria have probably taken care of the thing I requested of them.
With this, the movements of the extremists should be restricted to an extent.
The king of the neighbouring nation didn’t seem to particularly object. In exchange, I’m taking the knight of the second prince (who had issues finding a husband) as my queen after all.
The neighbouring nation seem to feel guilty about the Frau Monier incident too.
Who would have thought that one of the key members of the extremists was a Topagerian, even if adopted.
A reply from the Topagerian king came, saying that he had received my complaint and was moving to impede their activities.

It isn’t just limited to outside the country. From now on there’s a mountain of things I need to do internally.
I get it. I get that I’ll eventually have to pay for something as selfish as wanting to enjoy school life a little, despite knowing about the conflicts within the castle.

“It seems that our nation will need a large cleanup pretty soon, huh? It seems that all the filth in the castle has been just about gathered up after all.”

“Indeed, Your Highness.”

Henri smiled.
He’s the grand chamberlain that’s followed me since I was a child, and stays by my side even now.
Henri is like a parent figure, someone else important to me.

“Well then, let us move forward the preparations for the clean-up, Your Highness.”

“Mn.”

The proof that Achille spent many years researching to pull out the problem of these geezers… For some reason Achille is really good at finding these things, and I was taught by him too.
All that’s left is to clean up the castle from the roots.

“Sorry to my father and uncle but… if they covered up this much fraud commited by their subordinates, then they probably can’t be covered for anymore.”

And, one day I’ll be having them leave the castle as well.
Honestly I want to drive them out right this minute, but as you’d expect, that’s impossible at this stage.

-knock knock-

Somebody’s knocking at the door. I wonder who it is.
Right now is my precious rest time, so I even told them not to let anybody in.

“Just who is it…?”

Henri headed towards the door… and then returned with a bewildered expression.

“Y-, Your Highness…”

Without even even time to ask him what was wrong, the door to my room was violently opened.

“Seriously… Does not a single one of your subordinates know how to guide people properly?”

“Eh-?”

“Royce, we need to talk.”

Shaking off the chamberlains who tried to stop him as he boldly made his entrance was a person surprising enough that I couldn’t immediately complain due to the shock.

“Raiga… What are you doing here?”

 

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Recuperating? – Q of Hearts (Part 2)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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FYI, ‘scenario’ in english visual novel jargon etc. refers to the story/script.
Ah, btw, I’ve been using ‘villa’ to mean ‘secondary residence of less importance’ but I realised now that villa apparently usually refers to bigger, richer get-away type houses. And um, that’s not what I meant. But “secondary residence” sounds less fluid, so I’ll keep using villa. Unless you guys prefer ‘secondary residence’ and ‘secondary estate’. Please leave a comment if you have a preference or an opinion.

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This… might be different to the Revolution End.
In the game’s Revolution End, at the very least, there was no mention of a town like this.
Or it could be that it just hadn’t been mentioned in the story, but it really did end up in this state.

The game’s Revolution End went like this.
The K of Clovers and the protagonist managed to get together…

After that, the Garnet Nation wanted to use her magic and aimed for her, but they somehow managed to avoid it. Three years later, they started the revolution and the monarchy collapsed.
The ringleader was shockingly revealed in the end to be the K of Clovers.
The revolution succeeded, and the king and Royce-sama were executed.
In front of the guillotine, the heroine and the K of Clovers stared at each other in a trance, and that scene spelled the end of the game’s scenario, so we don’t know what happened after the revolution.

“There’s no way I’ll let Royce-sama be executed.”

I was sideways on my quill, and overlooked the chaotic city from high above in the skies.
There was a flame rising from the plaza. Around it was a group of men who seemed to be extremists, raising their voices.
I still can’t hear what they’re saying, but it’s probably criticism towards the monarchy or something.
All of the extremists were wearing black clothing, and green scarves around their necks.

“It’s worse than I thought, huh…”

They probably fought with the public safety force… there were vivid scars left here and there around the town.

“Now then, time to work, time to work.”

My job was to indirectly assist the soldiers who were driving the extremists out of town, as well as help the soldiers who were taking back the other town from the extremists’ hands.
This was the compromise between Royce-sama and Achille.
I wasn’t standing on the front lines, but if the soldiers were in danger, then I’d lend them a hand… What a complicated position.
A few other Red magicians came along to this town. They should be carrying out their jobs of helping out the soldiers at other locations.
Achille went to check on the viscount’s estate, and we’ll be meeting up later. Thanks to the great efforts of the viscount’s soldiers, it seems that the fire was kept at a small scale.
The soldiers from the castle charged into the plaza.

I’m worried about Achille who’s gone elsewhere, and Royce-sama who remained at the castle.
I had the two of them wear the new tattoos that I completed.
Using the dyes from the flowers I plucked from the academy greenhouse, I tattooed their arms with a scale design. The effect is protecting the two from forbidden arts up to two times.
Honestly I wanted to do something more Hearts-ey like pictures of hearts or roses, but… I lacked the courage to draw those kinds of designs onto a man’s body.
So I went with a simple design. You could even mistake it for a bracelet at first glance.
Of course, I have them on my arm too.
They can’t completely protect us from forbidden arts, but I think that this is enough to somehow protect us from surprise attacks.

The soldiers of the castle were cornering the extremists. The soldiers were catching the scattering men.

“How strange.”

A certain group of extremists grouped together and ran in the same direction. And chasing them were soldiers.
Even though it would be easier to lose their pursuers if they split up, instead they’re showing no signs of breaking up which is odd. It looks almost as if they’re leading the soldiers somewhere.

They approached a narrow alleyway, and the moment that the soldiers formed a line, the extremists ambushed them from the side.
Some of them came out from the windows of commoner houses, some of them came from the side-streets, and they attacked the soldiers all together.
The line of soldiers fell into disarray.

“Mmn, things look bad at this rate, don’t they.”

Just in case, it’s better to do something early, right? Achille told me not to make a move until the very last moment thought.
From the skies above, I aimed for the direction of the extremists.

“Ummm, I wonder if sleeping magic and wind magic would be good… If I use too much magic then it seems like Achille will scold me again for wasting magic power after all.”

I used wind magic to carry the sleeping magic to the extremists.
The movements of the extremists who were vigorously attacking the soldiers became sluggish. They collapsed one by one.

“Ohh dearr. A few of our allied soldiers fell asleep as well… Adjusting this sure is hard.”

Well whatever. With this, the soldiers should make a comeback.
The soldiers who once again held the upper hand began arresting the extremists.

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“Camille!”

Somebody called out from behind me, and when I turned around, I found that Achille was floating on a quill just like I was.
It seems that he came back from the viscount’s villa before I knew it.

“Ah-, Achille. Welcome back. Was your villa okay?”

“It’s fine. Father and Desirée are dealing with the rest.”

He didn’t mention Dominique’s name… even though he’s the first son. And even though he’s the next head.
I had the feeling that it was better not to delve too deeply, so I decided not to mention it and just gave a smile.

“I see.”

“It seems that the soldiers of the castles have the upper hand here, huh. I wonder if driving all of the extremists out of town is just a matter of time.”

“Mn, it was annoying so I had them sle-… Ah, I mean, nevermind.”

“…”

Achille was looking at me like he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed.
Phew, it looks like I’m off the hook this time.

“Camille, let’s move to the town that has their headquarters. Another group of soldiers are already headed their way.”

I nodded towards Achille, and turned my quill towards the direction of that town.
This town is probably alright now.

“Got it.”

The town that serves as the extremist headquarters is just nearby.
We flew through the skies towards it.

 

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Recuperating? – Q of Clovers (Part 1)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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Just a reminder that the Q of Clovers speaks in a Kansai dialect, possibly Osakan but I’m not skilled enough to tell. Or rather, I could look it up if I wanted to know but I don’t care. And don’t ask me what accent I’ve translated it into, because I made it up just now. Real accents are too hard.

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“‘onestly, ‘uu is it!? ‘uu’s the idiot that’s been usin’ gunpowder in the middle of the bloody town!?”

I heard that the town that my parents’ clinic was in met with the extremists, so I came running.
I’m taking leave from my maid work today.

They probably set alight a large amount of gunpowder with magic.
A pillar of flame rose from the area near the town’s central plaza. The clinic is fairly close to the plaza if you use the back streets.

There was a rumour that the extremist commoner forces had taken over a town close to this one but… it seems that it was true.

“What a troublesome bunch.”

When I first found out about the existence of the extremists, I was feeling a little dissatisfied about the current monarchy, so I just silently watched over them though.
I was an idiot for considering for even an instant about supporting people who’ll destroy the town like this. The people of this town who felt the same way as me are probably thinking the same thing. For a group who’s opposing the monarchy for the sake of the people to be disrupting the lives of the people, what are they thinking?

“It would’ve been fine ‘ad the soldiers just suppressed them earlier, but…”

This town lies in the territory of Viscount Jade so the soldiers of the Jade family are running about firefighting and leading the citizens to safety. But I know; the Jade family isn’t financially affluent, so they don’t maintain that many soldiers.
What’s left is the town’s vigilante brigade, but it seems that they already have their hands full with ensuring the safety of the citizens.
The nation’s public safety force that’s stationed in this town… were the very first ones targetted by the extremists, and were wiped out. I think they were stationed at the pillar of flame from earlier.

Even while that was happening, a bunch of people that seemed to be extremists were raising their voices in the area near the flame pillar.

“An organisation that ignores the livelihood of the people and does nothing but war internally is unneeeded!”

“An organisation that threatens the livelihoods of the people is unneeeded!”

Are they idiots? The ones threatening our livelihoods right now are you lot!

My parents’ clinic was terribly busy.
Normally it’d be better for my parents to take shelter as well… but the injured kept being carried in one by one, so my father the doctor and my mother the nurse didn’t run away.
Members of the public safety force, and normal citizens who were wrapped up in the extremists’ attacks…

“Dad, mum!”

“Aurelia? Why are you in a place like this?”

“What about your work? This place is dangerous, so go back to the Viscount’s estate!”

My father and mother both took the same attitude.

“Today is my break day. I was worried, so I came to see ‘ow this place was goin’… I’ll ‘elp.”

I’ve always been helping my parents since I was small, so I can generally do the jobs required at the clinic.
Without listening to my parents, I began running about treating the patients.

“So you’re the ones that were sheltering the pawns of the nobles!”

The door to the clinic was suddenly opened, and a large man walked in.

“What’s with ya?”

One by one, men who seemed to be the large man’s companions came in one by one.

“The members of the public safety force should be here. Hand them over.”

“There’s no way we could hand over our patients to you people.”

My father had appeared from inside the clinic, and told the man as such with a firm attitude.

“Are you guys planning on supporting the nobles?”

The man closed in on my father with a severe expression.

At this rate, my father might be in danger… The moment I thought this, another extremist man barged into the clinic and shouted.

“The soldiers have been deployed from the castle! Head back right now!”

The men flew into a panic, and ran away from the clinic one by one.
Finally, all the extremist men disappeared from the clinic.

“We’re saved…”

My father and I both weakly sat down on the floor of the clinic.
After a while, my mother told me “You’re blocking the way.” and kicked me.
Oww…

 

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Recuperating? – Q of Hearts (Part 1)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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The original April Fool’s post can be found here. Honestly hoodspeek just makes Camille more adorable in my opinion.

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“Wiped out…”

I think this is the first time I’ve heard Royce-sama speak in such a low and hateful voice.
So he can speak in non-refreshing tones too.

“What’s wrong, Royce-sama?”

“The soldiers that father sent to apprehend that girl were… wiped out. Moreover, the girl is currently on the run.”

“Even though I said that I would gooo~.”

It seems that the OP heroine is even more OP than expected. Even though there were talented magicians mixed in with the troops, they were still wiped out without a problem.

“Noo goood. Until you can control your magic power, I won’t let you out.”

Pulled back by arms that stretched out from behind me, I obediently settled into Achille’s arms.
Even though I used to get so panicked… because I went through that summer vacation Homework Hell in his arms, I think I’ve got quite an immunity to it now.

“But, Achille…”

“Can you guarantee that you won’t run out of magic power when facing that girl? And moreover, until His Highness gets permission, he can’t make a move either.”

“Uu… You’re right.”

The one that was most vexed right now was the currently pissed-to-the-max Royce-sama.

Using our time in recuperation …which is really just a pretext, at present we’re not even going to class, and are gathered in the castle.
As usual, it’s Royce-sama’s room.
Since we had the time, we took the trip to the castle as a chance to have Achille teach me mana control.
I still haven’t been able to control it much though… I mean, it’s something that takes a lot of details. I’m bad at things that need precision in general.
But in order to face the Heroine, I have no choice but to do it. I don’t feel in the slightest that I can beat her in mana volume, so there’s no other way…
I have faith that piling up these little practices will become something meaningful.

After I died from feeling fed up with it, Achille threw into my mouth one of the pseudo-macarons that was on the plate on the table.

“Mn, sweet ♪”

I munched on it.
While I was in a daze because of the pseudo-macaron, Achille sat down on the sofa, still holding me in his arms.

“Hang on Achille, like this I can’t mov-…”

“Do you want another?”

Achille brought another pseudo-macaron to my mouth…

“I do!”

In the end, I lost to the allure of the macaron.

While I was behaving, the conversation between Royce-sama and Achille progressed.

“Your Highness, regarding the reclamation of the town…”

“According to my father, it’ll be left to me. Ever since they failed to capture that girl the other day, I haven’t really been able to go on the offensive… Don’t you think this is a good chance?”

Leaning against the sofa opposite us, the boldly smiling Royce-sama looked a little bit like a villain.

“Yes, you have a point. Reclaiming the town will be convenient… However, the problem is what comes after.”

“Father and uncle are also really enthusiastic after all.”

Royce-sama smiled bitterly.

I don’t think that the relationship between His Majesty and Royce-sama is very risky.
But I wonder if His Majesty will become peevish about Royce-sama alone taking all of the best achievements. And while I’m at it, His Highness the Royal Prince as well.
This isn’t the time for internal disputes, but it seems that we need to pay attention to them as well.
It’s nothing but troublesome stuff, isn’t it? I feel sorry for Royce-sama to be stuck between these two things.
-munch munch-

Royce-sama and Achille continued their conversation further.

“There have always been people dissatisfied with the monarchy to begin with but… it feels like recently, the number of extremists has gone up all at once, huh…”

“It is a little unnatural, isn’t it.”

Having not seen how the extremist situation is going, I’m finding it hard to say anything though…

“If they used the magic that was cast on you Achille, they might be able to create some instant soldiers, huh.”

“…That would be the worst, wouldn’t it? In that case, would that mean that we have no choice but to attack people who are only guilty of being manipulated by forbidden arts?”

I don’t know how many people have been affected by forbidden arts, but it seems like it would be really really difficult if I had to dispel them all.
Even though I ended up in that state when it was just Claire.
Even if I try my best to save magic power, I would probably reach my limit at ten people. After that it seems like I’d lose consciousness from the mana exhaustion.
And moreover, if there are huge numbers of extremists, it would probably be difficult just to determine if there was forbidden magic cast, huh?

“Royce-sama, is it okay if I help out with the town reclamation?”

Still being hugged by Achille, I turned to Royce-sama.

“Hmm. I need your power, Camille.”

“Your Highness.”

Achille butt into our conversation. The arms around me squeezed tighter.

“Saying that so suddenly, did you intend on having Camille head to the frontlines from the beginning?”

“Mmn, she’s an essential war asset after all. If I send her out from the beginning, the number of victims will decrease.”

“Even though her mana control is still unstable? And moreover, she isn’t used to fighting humans.”

“Even so, she’s more capable than the other magicians or soldiers. Even I wouldn’t want to use her if possible, you know.”

Huh? Things seem a little stormy…

“Ah-, Achille?”

I quietly turned my around, to check how Achille was doing… And then I regretted it.

“Understood. Then I shall accompany Camille.”

Achille was staring at Royce-sama with a blizzard smile just like in the game.
Scary…

“B-, But hey. I mean, you have another job… A more, intellectual job, right-?”

“I can do that even on-scene. Camille?”

It’s no good. It doesn’t look like Achille has any intention of backing down.

Royce-sama seemed to be pondering something.

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First Year Second Semester – Black Joker (Part 2)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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It happened in the middle of class.
When I was getting my attendance marked off as a member of the Clovers class, a row of soldiers appeared before me.

“Capture Frau Monier!”

An unfamiliar commanding soldier pointed at me and raised his voice.
With his voice as the trigger, the other rank and file soldiers all charged at me at once.

“Wha-? Frau, did you do something?”

“Who are these people? Kyaa!”

The schoolgirls in my class who didn’t know anything all screamed together at the sudden development.
Shocked by the group of soldiers, the classroom fell victim to pandemonium.

Could it be, my plans were revealed? It couldn’t be… That’s definitely not it.
I used memory wiping and mouth-sealing magic to make sure that, friend or enemy, nobody would be able to reveal a thing.
…In that case, why did the soldiers of this country appear here?
Even though my plan is still only halfway. I can’t afford to be caught in a place like this.

I have to save this world that I love so much.

The environment I was raised in was the same as the protagonist’s. A small, and impoverished village.
I took over the place of Frau Monier, the daughter of a normal family who was three at the time.

In the game world that my sister gave me… In that dream-like world, I woke up in a place like that.
And as the protagonist of the game.

“This might really be a dream though.”

In this dream that I wouldn’t wake up from no matter how much time passed, when I was injured it hurt, and I got hungry too.

And moreover…
My joy at being in that ideal world lasted for but an instant… This world was, much dirtier than the one my sister had come up with.
In the poor village that I lived in, everybody suffered because of their lifestyle. It was a scene that wasn’t shown in much detail in the game.
Here the crops had poor yield, everybody starved, and thieves appeared as a matter of course. There were even unbelievable epidemics, and even harm from monsters.
…Even so, this country wouldn’t give us a thing.
The nobles and royals only thought about themselves, and never took notice of the commoners.

There was no way that the world my sister created should have been this dirty.
So I stood up and took the first step. Together with comrades who felt the same way.
I couldn’t wait absentmindedly until the headmaster picked me up like the protagonist.

“So… What are these guys nonchantly doing, appearing wearing a mask of justice after all this time? You’re barking up the wrong tree!”

I raised my right hand to the air.
Soldiers of this level are nothing.

“I won’t let you lot dirty the precious world that Oneechan created!”

Just with a wave of my right hand, the soldiers were all sent flying into the wall.

“Quick to fall, aren’t you?”

There’s no way they could win against me, right?
I mean, I’m the protagonist in this story world, you know?
I’m definitely here to clean up this world, you know?

“What are you gunna do, Frau? You can’t go to school anymore, you know?”

Asagi who was in class right next to me was going to help me fight.

“…I can’t be helped, can it, Asagi? There are still people that I wanted to gather to us though.”

“We’re out of time, huh.”

“Well, that’s fine. It’ll be fine as long as we contact them again later… and our preliminary preparations are done.”

We ran past the confused students. I attacked the pursuing soldiers again with magic.

“Achille Jade, was it?”

“Yes, his intelligence will be useful… There was an interference, but her mind is done for now, so I wonder if she can do a thing now.”

Camille Rhodolite.

Although she was somebody from the same world as me, she was a foolish woman who lived in the exact opposite way that I did…
Even when I was grieving over the deaths of my fellow villagers, and after that even while I was running around to try and better the country even a little, she was living leisurely without a worry and celebrating her life as a noble, and enjoyed her romance game. Without paying any attention to the lifestyle of the starving people of this nation.
The first time I saw her I was just so angry that my vision turned red.

“Scary, scary.”

Asagi shrugged his shoulders while running.

“Let’s transfer. There’s a transfer magic circle to Topageria prepared in my room.”

“Yeah, alright… Oop.”

Asagi dodged an attack from a soldier lying in wait.
I’ve known him since I was little. He’s also dissatisfied with this country.
At the end of the day, he’s the ringleader of the Revolution Route, after all. It was easy pulling him over to my side.
We gathered like-minded people to our side, and then put ourselves to action.

First I used the volume of my magic power as a bargaining tool in order to have myself adopted into the noble family of the neighbouring country.
With a powerful merchant who travels the world, as well as possessing a baron’s title, the Cintron family.
In Diamonds, and Clovers, and Spades too… the J’s are all very capable. I definitely want to complete the set with the J of Hearts too.
If they’re talented, and pledge their allegiance, then they’ll definitely be useful.

“For now, let’s take shelter in the Cintron house.”

“Yeah.”

After completely crushing the soldiers, we left the school building.
I wonder, did I go just a little bit too far? But, they’re the ones in the wrong.

 

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First Year Second Semester – Black Joker (Part 1)

Note: Please don’t read it in the little pop-up for the reader. For some reason it doesn’t reflect my later edits (which I often make a lot of after publishing), so please click ‘view original’.

One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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By river bank, I mean one of these:

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Before I knew it, I was in this world.
In a world like the game that my older sister had made… I became the game’s protagonist.

Because of bullying in middle school I rarely left the house, and for my sake, my much older sister gave me a game that she wrote herself as a present.

“Oneechan, you made this?”

“Not just me, but the one who thought of the story was mostly me.”

“That’s amazing!”

“Hearing you say that makes me happy, Ichiha.”

I immediately started the game.
The world in the game was like a dream. A beautiful castle, an academy, and cool and kind boys.

“Even though it would be just fine if this world was real…”

I absorbed myself in that world.

“This protagonist is a nice girl, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty much common sense that the protagonists of these stories are “nice girls”, you know? …After all, if they had ugly personalities, the men wouldn’t approach them to begin with after all.”

“Like the rival girls?”

The protagonist was a normal girl whose only redeeming features were her magic power and her personality. On the other hand, every single one of the rival girls were beauties.

“Right.”

Certainly, these rival girls all have terrible personalities.

I played the game countless, countless times. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the story was already a part of me.
The four romance routes, those friendship routes, and even the hidden character routes; I had cleared all of them.

“Oneechan… I, love this story.”

From then on, without ever parting from it, I carried my favourite game around with me.
I probably should have. I… ended up separated from my older sister.
Eternally.

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I was careless. I thought it would be okay, since I was just going to a nearby convenience store to get something for my mother.
Unluckily, I ran into the middle school classmates that bullied me. There were two guys and three girls.

“Oh hoh? Isn’t that Ichiha?”

“You’re right. What’s she doing after not going to school?”

In an instant, I was surrounded by my classmates.

“…”

I stayed silent and waited for the storm to pass. If I just stood still, at some point they would get bored and walk off somewhere.

“She’s still as gloomy as ever, huh?”

“How about saying something?”

One of the girls poked me. And that moment, the game machine fell out of my bag.

“What’s this? Hey, it’s a game. Ichiha, you game?”

“St-… Don’t touch it without permission.”

But my words were fruitless, and one of my classmates turned on the game.

“Stop it! LET GO-!”

I reached out my hand to try to get it back, but they easily avoided me.
When the tall boys held the game console up high, I couldn’t reach it because of my height.
After a while, a cheerful song came from the console. It was the music for the game’s opening video.

“Uoh-, what’s this!”

“Ah-…”

They saw it.

“What? Show me it too.”

All of the bullies peered in at the screen together.

“This is one of those! A Galge!”

One of the boys raised his voice, having fun.

“But look, there’s no girls! It’s all guys, isn’t it!”

Another boy spoke.

“I know this~ It’s one of those games where you romance hot guys. I saw a commercial for one of these on my smart phone game!”

A girl cut into the conversation.

“G-, give it back-…!”

I cut into the crowd, and frantically tried to get the game back.

“Ehhhhh, Ichiha, you play these sorts of games? Seriously?”

“Because she’s unpopular? Does she get all happy when 2-d hot guys tell her “I love you” and stuff?”

“Ahahahahah, as ifff. Bit gross though.”

Teasing me one by one, they tried to exit the convenience store with my game console.

“Stop! Give it back! Give it back!”

However, none of them would stop. They crossed the road, laughing.

“Stop it, stop! Give back Oneechan’s game-!”

The other side of the road was a river.

“-…!”

I had a bad feeling about this.
While laughing all the while, my classmates ran towards the running river.

“Wai-…!”

A boy held the game up, and tossed it to the girl next to him.
The girl who had caught it sneered, and then held out the game console towards me… Or so I thought, when she pulled back her hand, and threw it into the river.

“AH-!!”

The game danced through the air beyond the reach of my hand.

The water splashed.

“Ah-, ah-…”

Unable to even form words I gazed at the river, and my classmates sneered at me.

“Soorreee~ Ichiha-chan, it accidentally slipppped~”

“Use this as a chance to live healthily~ Hurry up and find a human boyfriend-! HA HA HA!”

However, I couldn’t hear their words.

“The game… The game that Oneechan gave me!”

Even though inside that game was everything that had supported me until now!
I jumped into the river to chase after the game console.
Because it had rained yesterday, the water level was high but… the danger, or just buying it again… I wasn’t in the right mind to think about those things.

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“Hey, Frau… You’re seriously taking an afternoon nap at a time like this?”

Because of an unhappy voice from right besides me, I came back to earth.

“Oh my, I’m sorry. I dozed off, didn’t I…?”

Honestly, what an unpleasant day dream that was. To see such a worthless dream.

“Give me a break~”

Now then, shall I start moving before Asagi makes an even bigger fuss?
As of the moment, though the plan is not going perfectly, it is coming along well.
I headed off to my afternoon classes.

All without realising the trap that was waiting for me.

 

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First Year Second Semester – Q of Diamonds (Part 1)

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One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess Noble Girl, out now.
Honto tutorial here.

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

You might be thinking, ‘Well, do I owe any thanks to Alphapolis the publisher?’, but in fact it is because the publishers are so willing to pick up web novels (Alphapolis in particular) that so many creative stories are being written by people wanting to make it as writers.

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King dude speaks to her in a kingly manner, whereas first prince speaks to her politely.

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“And so, I will be returning to Topageria temporarily.”

I announced to Baka-sama, who was sprawled slovenly in his room.

“Okay okaaay~ Have fun take caaare~”

Without even looking this way, Baka-sama flapped his hand.

I don’t know what for, but immediately after entering the second semester, I was summoned by the Topagerian king.

“I have to travel back and forth twice. To make me head back again…”

If he had something to say, it would have been fine for him to say so during the summer break.

While I’m away from the academy, I have to leave Baka-sama in the care of another guard, so I’m extremely anxious.

“Listen up. Do your very best to avoid troubling other people, and do not skip class either! It was that hard to get you permission to study abroad, so you don’t want that taken away either, right?”

“Geeeez, I get it~ You’re so fussy, Bea-chin~”

Leaving the disgruntled looking Tria behind, I decided to return to my homeland for a while.
That Baka-sama looks a little bit cheerful about this, is a source of insuppressable concern for me.
It’s during times like this that Baka-sama, honestly, doesn’t do anything decent.

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Just returning to Topageria took almost a whole week.
There are transfer magic circle that lead to the Topagerian royal palace, but because there are few places that have them, I had no choice but to travel there normally by horse.

“But still, it’s so hot…”

To this body that had experienced the fine climate of Garnet, even if just a little, the Topagerian heat felt more intense than usual.

The splendid royal palace was built like the styles of Arabia in my old world, and was a domed shape with a slightly pointed roof. Naturally, the insides are just as splendorous.
This country is rich. Actually businesses in magic items make quite a lot of money. Topagerian soil is overflowing with the materials used for magic items, so you can make as many magic items as you want.
Naturally, our knowledge and techniques regarding magic items exceeds those of other nations as well. After all, when all is said and done, we can produce more.

The king’s room is, in a phrase, ‘gilded splendour’.
The floor, and the walls, and the ceilings are all golden. I can’t calm down at all.
Even in this world, gold, silver, gems and the like are precious.
In the depths of this room was the the king sitting on a throne. Standing quietly next to him was Baka-sama’s older brother, the first prince.
I heard this through Baka-sama, but the two brothers have a lot in common. I wasn’t that nervous.

The king of this nation, Álvaro-sama, opened his mouth.

“Beatrix… Your marriage with the crown prince of Garnet has been decided.”

“Wha-…”

Have my ears gone bad? Just now, I think I heard something strange.

“Beatrix, it’s been decided that you’ll be marrying Prince Royce of the Garnet Nation.”

The first prince, Basilio-sama, kindly repeated it for me, since I was shocked beyond reaction…
Aahh, I didn’t need to hear that again.

“What is with that!? This is the first I have heard of this!”

I accidentally yelled, but neither the king nor the first prince rebuked me… It looks like they had predicted my response to an extent.
Looking at the king, I was probably making a severe expression.
I mean, just now… what they said was something incredibly unreasonable to me.

“The other party strongly wished for it. There is no greater offer. You are aware that he is the crown prince of Garnet?”

“Something like that could just be given to another noble’s daughter.”

Even though if it’s a someone who’d happily cling to an offer like that, there are mountains of other girls…
Whether he knew how I felt or not, the king continued speaking.

“Considering the nation, at first I considered a marriage between Tria and that Rhodolite lady he wanted, Garnet rejected it and gave us an extraordinary offer in return. I believe I will accept this offer.”

“St-, Sto-…”

“In our nation, you as well are doomed to miss your chance at marriage, you know. A woman who swings a sword in this nation is kept at arm’s length.”

“However…”

To begin with, I had no intention of marrying anybody. In my family, the count’s family, I have a younger brother after all, and I have no need to think about the matters of my house.
That’s why with this sword of mine, I had intended to live by myself without relying on anybody.
I had intended to cut open a path to my own destiny.

“Daughter of the Count, Beatrix Tapax… For the sake of maintaining friendly relations between our two nations, I command you to wed the Garnet Crown Prince.”

“…-”

If I’m ordered by the king, somebody like me can’t refuse. Just like in the ending of that game.
Without heed to my will, I’m going to get married…
Just like that time when Miss Camille was afraid of a revolution, I too, am afraid of the fate that will befall me.

I’m feeling gloomy…
I was ordered to stay at home until my marriage with Prince Royce, and now I can’t go to the academy anymore.

“I’m worried about Baka-sama…”

It seems that in my place, a number of additional guards are constantly watching over him, but there’s nobody who can really let Baka-sama have it.
…I’ve become even gloomier.

I know that Prince Royce likes me.
But… just because of that, this way of doing things shouldn’t be acceptable.

“Like this, this way of doing things that ignores the person’s will…”

I can’t accept it.

 

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First Year Second Semester – Q of Hearts (Part 7)

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“Camille, Camille?”

Knock knock, went my door.

“Ohh crap! I just barely made it.”

Entering my room from my window, I shrank the quill. I covered the flower basket with a cloth and pushed it into a corner of my room.
Alright, evidence destroyed.
If he found out that I was outside, he’d definitely get mad at me, right?

“I’m coming, okay~?”

When I opened the door with a click, as expected, Achille was standing there.

“Achille, what’s up?”

“…I should be asking you what you’re doing.”

Achille looked at me with suspicious eyes. …I-, I didn’t get found out, right?

“N-, Nothing really? Just sleeping, you know?”

“Hm~mm?”

His eyes narrowed. Crap… His face tells me he’s definitely certain about something.
Even now, I was desperately fighting back the urge to throw my body to the ground in a dogeza.

“F-, For now… want to come in?”

When I pulled his hand, he obediently followed me in.
I had him sit down on the fluffy clawfoot sofa, and put on tea.
I was going to sit opposite him, but he pulled my hand, and in the end I settled down next to him.

“Camille…”

Achille is acting kind of weird.

“You’re making such a serious face. What happened?”

Achille looked like he was thinking a little, but after that he looked straight at me and spoke.

“…Camille, I,”

“Mn?”

“I… And His Highness as well, have decided to withdraw from the academy.”

“Withdraw?”

“The extremist commoner faction has been growing stronger than expected… To suppress this, His Highness is returning to the castle. I’ve decided to follow him as well.”

…It’s kind of suddenly become an incredible topic, you know?

“U-, Um,”

“Camille, what do you want to do?”

Does it feel like both Royce-sama and Achille have already made up their minds to quit the school?
While I was out plucking flowers, just what happened…?
The situation seems to be more serious than expected. The Revolution End might really happen.
…In that case, I only have one answer.

“Then I’ll quit school as well.”

“Camille? Is that really okay? To decide so suddenly…”

“To begin with, I only entered this school to protect Royce-sama from danger after all. Now that it’s come to this, I think that there will probably be things that I’ll need to do as well.”

For some reason, Achille is making a heartbroken expression.

“Achille? It’s okay, you don’t have to worry. I’ll cooperate with you two. It sounds like it’ll be hard to suppress the extremists, but when it comes to me, I’ve mastered magic to an extent, right?”

“That’s not it… That’s not it at all, Camille.”

“…It’s not?”

From the seat beside me, Achille embraced me.

“I don’t want you to help us…”

“Eh-, why?”

Do I hold these two back that much? It’s a little shocking.

“Rather… why did you get confused about that? Helping us suppress the extremists means that you’ll have to do dangerous things, you know?”

Ahhh, that’s what he means…

“I definitely know that. And even if it’s dangerous, it’s fine.”

“Depending on how things go, you’ll have to hurt or kill the extremists, you know?”

“Uu-…”

Achille knows. That in the past, I’ve killed another person.
When I was six years old, I took the life of a villain who plotted to murder Royce-sama.
And at that time, I was shaken and cried in front of him. That’s why he’s worried about it even now.

“B-, But… I’m different from that time.”

A bluff.
Since then, I haven’t killed a single person. The only things that I’ve ended are monsters.
But I know that I can’t stay like this.
Becoming Royce-sama’s bodyguard means that I’ll surely have to kill people again.

“…You liar. Even though you’re scared.”

Achille easilly saw through my lie. For some reason Achille knew I was lying.

“I don’t want you to be in danger, and I don’t want you to get hurt. If possible, I’d like you to stay out of the fight this time, and hole up in the marquis’ estate.”

His left hand stroked my back lovingly.
I’m happy that Achille is worried about me.

“But, I…”

“It’s fine, I know. You’re going to help His Highness anyway, right?”

Achille smiled sadly, so I was bothered that I would be doing something extremely inexcusable to him.

“…Achille, sorry.”

It’s because he was worried about me that he didn’t want me to get involved with the extremist issue.
And despite being aware of his feelings, I have no intention of changing my actions.

There shouldn’t be any way that he’s not dissatisfied with this, but even so he’s prioritising my choice.
I don’t want him to make sad expressions, but my views won’t yield… I don’t know what I should do.

Before I knew it, I was hugging Achille face-on.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. But thank you for worrying about me.”

He’s my fiancé who always, always worries about my safety more than I do myself. Even so, I can’t do as he hopes.

“Camille…”

It’s one of the rare occasions where he’s frozen for a while with his eyes widened.

But, it seems he immediately recovered, and gently hugged me back.

“I have no intention of letting you be in danger by yourself, you know.”

But honestly speaking, Achille’s job isn’t combat. He’s The Thinker type.
It would be terrible if by some chance the excellent Achille was wounded.

“I’m more worried about you getting injured, Achille. Ah-, that’s right, I have to create a magic tattoo to protect you too.”

“…Tattoo?”

Achille looked at me with a dubious expression.

“Mn, mn! Expect great things, okay?!”

There are a mountain of things that I have to do before I leave the academy. My fighting spirit was fired up.
Beside me, certain about something, Achille was lecturing me, all without knowing about the fighting spirit burning secretly in my heart.

 

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First Year Second Semester – K of Hearts (Part 1)

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“…And so, it’s been decided that we’ll be mobilising in full force to suppress the commoner extremists. Well… rather than ‘decided’, I was the one who made it so.”

So I told my friend Achille, who was sitting before me.

“And the incident with that girl is,”

“We’ll capture her too… I want to hear what ideas she had, to lay her hands on you and Camille.”

He’s talented, so he should understand with just those words.
There’s a chance that that girl is also related to a number of the extremist incidents.

“…It seems that the other day the extremists gained control of a town, didn’t they?”

“You sure heard quickly. Yeah, using military force they hijacked a town. It seems that they plan on using it as their base, huh.”

Honestly, to have let these extremists do as they please, it’s pathetic.

“It is not a territory that we are involved with, but it’s close to a villa, so I’m worried.”

Speaking of which, I think it’s a town not too far from Achille’s villa.

“As you’d expect, now that they’ve done something like taking over a town, we can’t just stay still and watch. I wonder if with this, those old bureaucrats will finally get off their lazy butts.”

I’ve spoken out before about the dangerousness of the commoner extremists.
Despite that, the higher-ups at the castle just let them do as they liked.
They took an optimistic outlook and said irresponsible things like “It’ll probably settle down soon” and didn’t take any precautions at all.
…On the contrary, they even helped hide the existence of the movement.
The reason that not a lot of information reached me, is probably because of that.

An existence like the commoner extremists who hold antipathy towards the country’s policies, was something extremely inconvenient to the old men at the top.
So even now, the movements of extremists haven’t been grasped by foreign countries and the like.
Well, with the extremists taking such radical actions, it’s just a matter of time before they all know though.

“And so, Achille.”

“What is it?”

“I might quit school. I don’t mean right this minute, but pretty soon.”

“…I see.”

Achille wasn’t particularly opposed. He might have known my thoughts somehow.
I have things that I need to do.

“I honestly… wanted to enjoy my school life with you two a little longer though.”

“I too. But if that’s what you say, Your Highness, then I will follow you, you know?”

“If you do that, then I’ll end up having you do a few troublesome and annoying things though…”

“I had that in mind from the start. All that changes is that I’d be doing it a little early…”

When I looked at Achille as he replied indifferently, I understood that he had already come to a conclusion.

“What about Camille?”

“It’s definitely a point of concern.”

Would it be a good idea to pull her away from her school life…?
If I asked her, she would probably happily agree and follow me though.
I’d feel just a little shy about pulling her away from the school she successfully made it into, just because of me.

Moreover, if Camille got wrapped up in this incident… if anything happened, she might be sent to the front lines.
Camille had that much power.
The person herself isn’t aware, but even amongst magicians she’s already being treated as a top class combatant.
That she eliminated a dragon despite being that young is a good example of this.
I honestly don’t want my precious friend to do dangerous things, but the pieces I can use are still limited after all…

Achille understands this too, which is why he wants my answer.

“Achille, what do you want Camille to do?”

He furrowed his neat brows.

“You are asking me? Of course, if possible I would like her to stay at home, you know. I want to make her quit going to this school where her safety isn’t guaranteed, and shut her up in the marquis’ estate to protect her for the rest of her life… But, if I actually do so, then Your Highness’ wish will not be realised.”

“…Yeah.”

In order to realise my wish, Achille and Camille who I trust more than anybody are essential.

“Moreover, Camille herself would likely choose to protect you, Your Highness.”

Achille seemed a little dissatisfied.
He treasures Camille greatly so… I can understand his feelings.
Even so, in the end Achille prioritises Camille’s wishes. It’s his way of loving her.

“By the way, Your Highness, I’d like to ask about Miss Beatrix but…”

“Ahh, I received a favourable reply, so it all went well.”

Just recently I proposed a deal with the king of Topageria.

“Honestly… If she hates you, I won’t care, you know. To treat authority like it’s everything and try to force an engagement…”

“Don’t say that, Achille. Thanks to this deal, didn’t I help you out too? There’s no need to worry about that prince stealing Camille anymore, right?”

It seems that the prince of the neighbouring country has for some reason taken an interest in Camille.
Just like me, he constantly used his authority to aim for her.
…Sorry, but I stopped all of your advances. Those two are important to me after all.

“It appears that the plans of the extremists will be put into action very soon. I want you two to continue taking leave for recuperation…”

“I see, I’ll tell Camille as well.”

While watching Achille who had left the room, I sighed.

“I chose this myself. I won’t regret it.”

From now on, there’s a mountain of things that I need to do. Speaking frankly, I don’t want to do it.
But… I need to.

“Even if it was but an instant, I need to give my thanks for being able to have a peaceful school life.”

It’s been plenty. I’ve managed to experience a normal school life together with Achille and Camille.
With these memories as fuel, I can continue forward.

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■ Around this time, Camille was near the greenhouse.
Her basket was overflowing with the various flowers she picked today.

“Great haul, great haul ♪”

＜A Choice Has Appeared＞
→ Go straight home
→ Make a detour before going home
→ Search for the headmaster

Author: If she isn’t back by the time Achille visits her room, a Lectured End is guaranteed (laughs).

 

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First Year Second Semester – Q of Hearts (Part 6)

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A hannya mask is used in noh to depict a madly jealous woman, but characters in fiction that are madly angry are often said to make faces like a hannya.

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“Thanks for today, Tria-sama.”

Thanks to him, I got a lot of different plants.
I’m sure I’ll be able to make a wonderful tattoo.

“Invite me when you head to the greenhouse again.”

“…As long as it’s not during class.”

In the end, Tria-sama skipped all of today’s afternoon classes.
…I’m a little worried that Beatrix will get angry later.

“Ah-, that’s right Camille. After this, how about we have a bit of a chat in my room?”

“A chat?”

“I want to know various things about your magic.”

“Mmmn…”

I’d be fine with going along, but it seems like Achille will get mad at me later, right?
Last time when I went alone to play in Tria’s room, I ended up getting a bit of a lecture from Achille while he stood there like a Nioh statue.
And then, a kabedon… and my first kiss.

“Uuu…”

If I do the same thing again, I get the feeling that it won’t end with just a kiss this time…

I decided to decline.
During the case with Dominique, I ended up declaring myself that “I definitely won’t follow men alone except for you, Royce-sama and Otousama.” after all…

“I’m still in recuperation, so I’ll pass for today.”

“Ehhhhh-!?”

Tria looked suuper unhappy.

“Isn’t just a liiittle bit okay? Even if you’re in recuperation, you seem just fine after all…”

“No, but… Uwoh-?”

Just as I was about to continue my words, I stepped on something.
A-, A trap?
…Doesn’t seem to be. We’re in the greenhouse after all.

“Ouch.”

I heard a voice, and when I looked down…
I was stepping on the back of a man wearing something like a suit.

“Ah-, I’m sorry.”

I quickly removed my foot.
While wondering why there was a person laying down here, I apologised first just to be safe.

The man who was stepped on, sat up languidly.
As for his age, it’s about the later half of his twenties.
He has silky silver hair that hangs to his hips, and familiar, listless golden eyes… Huh?

“Headmaster…?”

Tria muttered in surprise.

“Are you two not in class?”

“It’s already finished~”

Even though Tria gave a frivolous and casual reply, the headmaster showed no signs of getting angry.

Suddenly, the headmaster looked up at me.

“Ah-, Camille Rhodolite.”

“…Yes I am, but…?”

Why is he looking at me in such wonder?

“Camille, you…”

“WAKA-SAMAAAAAAAAA-!”

The moment that the headmaster tried to tell me something, from the entrance of the greenhouse came the angry shout of Beatrix, who was running towards us with a face like a Hannya. With incredible vigour.

“Geh-, Bea-chin!”

Tria’s face immediately paled.

“Sorry, Camille. Let’s talk again some time-!”

After saying that, he escaped in the opposite direction of the greenhouse entrance at full speed.

“BA-… WAKA-SAMAAAA!”

Beatrix was chasing down the escaping Tria.
S-, So fast… At this rate, it seems that Tria will get caught right away.
Like that, the two of them ran out of the greenhouse. May you rest in peace.

“Mn? Huh?”

The headmaster who was lying here up until just a moment ago was now nowhere to be seen.

“Disappeared?”

Without showing any signs of getting up, it seems that the headmaster had vanished.

“I wonder if it was magic…”

Being the headmaster of this academy, it seems that he’s an extremely outstanding magician after all.
I wonder what he was going to say to me…
Well, whatever. I’d be troubled if he lectured me after all. It can’t be helped now that he’s vanished.

It’s great that I was able to harvest lots of flowers today.

 

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