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After introducing Gray and the others to Mrs. Vert, we all checked-in together.
After we wrote down our names and handed over the invitations, the professional smile of the receptionist faded for a moment, but we headed for the venue without paying much attention to it.
After walking down a luxurious corridor that made you wonder if this really was a school facility, we soon arrived at a large party venue with the doors open.
“I am the one who will be with Mary today!”
“No, it’s me! I will be the one spending this evening with her!”
“My love will not lose to you all, including Your Highness! I will not yield here!”
“Heh, love isn’t about winning or losing. The moment you started thinking in those terms, you had already lost!”
“Hey now, you’re already contradicting yourself.”
“I’m the one who’s a worthy partner for Mary!”
“No, it’s me!”
They’re really fighting over her.
And they’re doing it while Ms. Mary, the person they’re fighting over, is nowhere to be seen.
Being the philanthropist she is, I feel like she wouldn’t be able to choose one person even if she was here and would end up going with everybody together.
“Sue is as popular as ever.”
“It seems so. Once things go to this point, I feel like there would be trouble no matter who she ended up with.”
“Yeah.”
Depending on the case, some of them might go out of control, like the body modification pervert noble who used word magic, and go in a strange direction… Although I can’t deny that their current state is already bizarre enough.
“…”
“What’s wrong?”
When I looked at Lady Violet, I noticed that she was looking somewhere else. Or rather, it was like she was searching for somebody. His Highness stood out because he was in the center of the love confession battle and the girls would start screaming and cheering each time he spoke, so I don’t think she was looking for him.
“Well, I was wondering about something… that reminds me, I’ve heard that you have a Younger Brother and a Younger Sister, Lord Clo. Do they not attend the academy? I don’t think I’ve ever seen them.”
“Oh, Calsba and Clee? They do go to the academy. But our parents get fussy whenever I meet them, so I don’t meet them… or rather, I can’t meet them.”
“… I see.”
Actually, our eyes met in the stands when I was competing in the tournament but that was it.
My parents hate me because I beat up Carmine, so they’ve warned Calsba (my Younger Brother) and Clee (my Younger Sister) to not meet me.
If they make contact, I will reciprocate, but they probably know how much of a hassle it would be, so they don’t make contact with me much. Though they did wave half-heartedly when our eyes met.
… Does her mentioning my Siblings mean that she was looking for her Family?
Many nobles have received invitations, so maybe she was looking for her Parents or her Older Brother? I don’t know what they look like, but if I look for somebody with similar features as her—hm? That’s–
“I’m sorry, Lady Violet. I’ll have to step away for a moment.”
Hm? – Yeah, that’s fine, Lord Clo. We’ll be talking over there.”
Lady Violet was puzzled by my sudden departure, but when she saw that I was heading down the hallway instead of the venue, she must have assumed that I was going to the bathroom.
She immediately guessed where I was going and pointed at a nearby spot.
I’m glad that Ms. Kriemhild is here at times like this. She might stand out, but her cheerfulness should ease the gazes of those around her.
After bowing, I parted with Lady Violet and the others, and headed towards the hallway where the toilet was.
“Wouldn’t I be able to monopolize Lord Clo’s sound if I accompanied him now…?”
“Wouldn’t I be able to replenish on Lord Clo’s scent if I accompanied him now…?”
“Alright, let’s follow him. Maybe I’ll get a chance to touch his body…”
…
I turned back for a moment and headed over to Gray.
“I’m sorry, Gray, but I need you to accompany Mr. Burnt, Ms. Amber and Mrs. Vert in a conversation. Don’t let them get away.”
“As you wish. But… why so suddenly?”
“I can’t tell you the details. But, I’m really Really counting on you.”
“…?”
I made a earnest request to Gray.
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“So, what are you doing?”
“… Mr. Clo. I’m surprised you found me… I was using perception blocking…”
“Well, I just happened to see you.”
I pretended to go to the bathroom, and spoke to Ms. Mary, who was crouching in the corner of a deserted corridor, holding her head.
Instead of the clothes she had been wearing in the arena earlier, she was wearing a white dress. It was the type of a dress that brought out the charm of the person wearing it by using high-quality fabric and subdued decorations. It suited her very well.
“Wouldn’t you rather ignore me?… Heh, after all, I’m just a villain who chased out your beloved Wife Violet out of the academy as if it was a game…”
“Why are you being so self-deprecating?”
What‘s wrong with Ms. Mary all of a sudden?
She was very energetic when she was fighting Apricot earlier, but she seems very downcast right now.
“I’m not going to save you if people think you’re cheating…”
“Even so, Lady Violet wouldn’t forgive me if I continued talking while ignoring the person I know crouching down while holding her head.”
“… I see. Thank you very much for worrying about me…”
She thanked me, but she still didn’t look up.
… Maybe she’s feeling unwell? Looking at her closely, everything from her face to her ears seem red so maybe she has a fever… ah.
“Are you here because everyone in the venue is shouting love for you and you’re too embarrassed to go in…?”
“…Hehe, exactement…”
Why French?
…Well, I can understand wanting to run away after people confess their feelings to you so openly… if I were in Ms. Mary’s position… Yeah, I might have stayed like this until it was all over.
Author’s note:
Calsba Heartfield
Black hair, blue eyes.
The fourth (Youngest) Son of the Heartfield Family. 18 years old. A student. Has a fiancée.
The Younger Brother who often complains about how his Parents started to watch over him more closely because of Clo. They don’t meet because their parents would make a fuss, but it’s not like they don’t get along.
Clee Heartfield
Black hair, blue eyes
The third (Youngest) Daughter of the Heartfield Family. 16 years old. Student. No fiancé.
Younger Sister who can be a little servile because she’s loved by her Mother, but she has a lot of friends.
They don’t meet because their Mother gets mad when they do, but it’s not like they don’t get along.
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