[Edward]
"Excuse me…"
I hid in a corner and looked at what was happening.
Until now, all that happened was exactly like in the game. Layla visited Alfred, Loid's provocation against Ronald, Carla's appearance.
It was a strange feeling, since I knew them thanks to the game, but I knew them since my childhood as well. All of them.
Those guys didn't change at all.
I was probably the only one who changed.
-Bam!
"Arghh!"
As expected, Ronald, who wasn't in a good mood, punched Jayden. The latter, caught off guard, was sent away and crashed into some people.
"Who do you think you are?"
"Jayden!"
Milleia rushed to Jayden to check on him. His cheek was bruised and red.
"Arh, it hurts…"
Jayden grimaced as he touched his cheek.
This guy…
Why is he so calm about it?
Shouldn't he be angry about what happened?
He was just like in the game.
Even if there were choices, at the start of the game, there were only spineless choices for Jayden anyway.
Milleia inspected Jayden's injury and bit her lips.
"Apologize!"
She stood up and shouted at Ronald.
The shocked crowd turned toward Milleia.
All the noble girls present couldn't help but be jealous of Milleia. She was just a commoner but she had that surreal beauty like Layla and Carla.
As for the men, the presence of Layla, Carla and now Milleia was a feast for their eyes.
"What did you say…?"
Ronald glared at Milleia.
"I ask you to apologize! Why did you hit him?!"
Milleia asked angrily.
"He touched me."
"I-Is that a reason?"
Milleia was dumbfounded at Ronald's reason.
She had met nobles before, but she rarely met nobles of high-standing with that much pride and arrogance. The reason he gave was absurd.
Sigh…
She needs to quickly get used to that.
I shook my head.
"Is that a reason, you ask? You are just commoners. Know your place."
Ronald said in a disgusted tone.
"!"
Milleia's eyes moistened at these really harsh words.
If I hadn't had immunity against girls like her, I would have wanted to hug her right away. With tears streaming down from her pretty and innocent face, Milleia gathered immediately the support of all the men.
"W-Why do you despise us so much…? What have we d-done wrong?"
Milleia asked, wiping her tears with the sleeves of her blazer.
Even Ronald started to feel awkward now.
As expected from Milleia.
Her tears were even shaking Ronald's stone heart.
Well, Ronald Trueheart was also a [Pretender], so there was a route where he robs Milleia from Jayden as well…
But among all the men, one was staring at Milleia's crying figure with mouth slightly agape.
It was Alfred Celesta.
Yeah, it's just happening like in the game.
This is the moment where Alfred develops a crush on Milleia.
I know Alfred. He met only noble girls in his life and weak commoner girls.
For someone like him, Milleia was a discovery.
You might think her tears were proof of her weakness, but not at all. The fact that she was facing the son of the chancellor and shedding tears for her people, proved the contrary.
I turned my gaze toward Layla, who stopped quarreling with Carla.
Ah.
She was staring with dark eyes at Alfred.
She was the only one who was looking at Alfred instead of Milleia.
Her amused smile was no longer there.
This guy will sure suffer…
I will pray for his soul.
But he wasn't going to be the only one…
"Enough, Ronald."
Alfred recovered and spoke.
"What?"
"You should not overuse your status in the academy, did you forget? You hit someone for nothing and made an innocent girl cry. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Alfred's harsh words shocked more than one.
"Alfred, yo-"
"Enough."
Before Ronald snapped, a golden-haired tall man appeared.
He looked a lot like Alfred.
Well, it was obvious since he was-
"Uncle…"
"I'm not your uncle at the academy, Alfred. I am a teacher, the teacher of the [Dragon Class]."
He was the King's younger brother, Walter Celesta, but not only that…
I concentrated all my senses on the conversation.
"Ms. Sophren, Mr. Rayena. May I know the reason for your presence in front of the auditorium reserved for my class? Has perhaps Ms. Donner sent you out?"
Walter asked as he glanced at Milleia and Jayden on the ground.
"No, it's not like that, we were just lost and when I wanted to ask for the way he…"
Jayden looked at Ronald.
"The Basilisk Class is on the southern wing of the building."
Walter ignored Jayden's gaze and said.
"You should leave right away. Ms. Donner is not someone lenient on lateness."
""Y-Yes!""
Milleia wiped her tears and helped Jayden to stand up before leaving with him.
"I don't think I need to remind you of the location of the Pegasus Class, Ms.Tarmias."
Walter said to Layla with a smile without turning around.
"It's not necessary, teacher."
Layla plastered a fake smile on her face and walked away.
"You should also leave for your class…"
Walter's eyes turned toward a corner of the wall.
Where I was…
Thankfully, he didn't say my name. I glanced at Walter a last time before leaving silently.
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"Why should I?"
I asked.
"I could maybe get Affection Points but Milleia and Jayden's relation might not improve if I joined them."
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My face scrunched up when Cleenah threw the truth in my face like that, but she was right. I had to give Jayden his harem to avoid a bad ending because together they were nearly invincible. I played them at their apex of power at the end of the First Game and it was really nonsense.
I said 'nearly' because even like that some died. It wasn't a happy story where the protagonist would face danger but eventually ends up happy with his heroine after defeating the enemy. The depiction of the harsh reality was cruelly well depicted.
I headed to the southern wing of the Basilisk Class.
I strolled along the corridor without caring that I was late.
I mean I was going to be late anyway, so it didn't matter how much time I would take.
…
…
-Knock
I knocked on the door with a snake-like symbol engraved on it and waited.
"Enter."
The voice of a woman gave me permission.
I entered and received all the gazes on me.
On my left were all the seats in a semi-circular auditorium and on my right was a stunning woman in her mid-twenties. She had black hair tied into a bun and green eyes. She had the fashion style as in the game. A long skirt and a shirt. Only the colors would change. Right now she was in a black skirt and a pure white shirt.
"Mr. Edward Falkrona."
She crossed her arms and looked at me with not a good expression.
"Late already on your first day? You're not the only one, but I hoped you would be exemplary as a noble to your classmates."
"Professor Kornus stopped me to ask me about you, it belated me on my way."
I lied and put the teacher of the [Pegasus Class] in the mess.
Don't judge me.
Anyway, I was sure she would believe me.
Why?
Because Erwin Kornus has a crush on my class professor, Almona Donner. The latter was somewhat aware of that but she acted like she didn't know.
"Ah."
A look of understanding and exasperation appeared on Almona's face after my words.
"That guy…"
I could hear her whispering in a low tone.
I'm sorry Professor Kornus.
But as a student I had to take revenge for all the students from this world and on Earth who suffered because of their teacher. I was included in them. It was sure a good feeling to rat out.
"You may take a sit."
See. Told you she would believe me because Erwin Kornus was really capable of stopping me to ask about her.
"Thanks."
I smiled and turned on the seats.
My smile vanished when I saw only the front seats available.
Fuck!
Are there only dunces in this class?!
The first four rows were barely full.
Yeah.
Milleia and Jayden were waving their hands at me to join them in the second row but I acted like I didn't notice them.
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'What fate?!'
Was my fate being subjected to all the questions she would ask?
Was it my fate to not be able to doze off a little when I am sleepy?
The nightmarish first row.
"Mr.Edward? Do you want me to choose your seat?"
"N-No need to burden yourself with this Professor."
I cursed under my breath and took a seat behind Milleia and Jayden, in the third row. I was somewhat hidden by them, so maybe I could sleep a little?
While I am at it, let's see if she is here. Another heroine was in my class apart from Milleia.