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    After hearing the explanation about energy drain, Hermel looked at me with a face of despair.

    It was my fault for not being able to control myself properly because I got excited after the frustration disappeared, so I smiled a little and apologized obediently.

    “Sorry, I guess I overdid it a bit.”

    “That’s the expression a sorry person makes!”

    “I’m sorry.”

    “… … Then, let’s spar one more time later without using this.”

    To even talk about sparring in this situation, I wonder if you have great perseverance, or if you are just foolish… … .

    It’s annoying, but as long as Hermel is on my side, there’s no harm in doing it, so I don’t mind doing it.

    “Okay. I’ll spar with you again.”

    “Really!? Yay!”

    The sight of him smiling brightly without being able to move his limbs was quite strange, but it looked better than the previous episode where he was crying and laughing with his limbs cut off.

    At least Hermel has limbs attached.

    “Can you wake up?”

    “Umm… … . no… … ? I was able to stand up until now, but strangely, I’m starting to lose strength… … ? This is okay, right?”

    “This is because the body drastically reduces its power consumption in order to regain strength. But I’ll be able to move again tomorrow.”

    “Until tomorrow… … ? Then I have to stay like this all day… … ?”

    As I nodded, Hermel sprawled out on the floor.

    “Hmm… … . It feels strange that I only have strength in my arms and legs… … .”

    Hermel, whose arms and legs were limp and crying, was held in a princess hug.

    “Can you take class in that condition?”

    “I guess all I can do is lie down… … .”

    “Then it’s no different from usual.”

    “Ugh… … Is that right?”

    I smiled brightly, picked up Hermel, and walked toward the next classroom.

    On the way to the classroom, other students’ eyes gathered for a moment, but since it had become a routine for me to move sleeping Hermel to another classroom, the gathered gazes quickly dispersed again.

    Half of the responses were, “It must have been Hermel again,” and the other half were, “I didn’t see anything.”

    The problem was Hermel, not the other students. The way it was hugging me, waving its arms and legs and begging me to put it down, made me wonder if it was royalty.

    If it weren’t for the energy drain that absorbed the power, I would have gotten tired and put Hermel down by now.

    “I’m going to rest――!!”

    “Ha… … . Why are you throwing a tantrum when you don’t go to class and sleep on your stomach anyway?”

    “It’s uncomfortable to sleep face down.”

    Is that something coming out of the royal family’s mouth right now? … . Oh, Hermel’s nickname was Mad Dog. I’ve been seeing so many finite things lately that I forgot about that.

    ‘I want to have intercourse with you brother–‘

    Although I don’t have the will or intention to do that. First of all, it was Hermel who calmly said this to me, my fiancee.

    “Let me go… … .”

    Yes, compared to the time when he openly threatened to commit incest, this is a noble thing.

    He chuckled and made Hermel sit down, and as usual, Hermel was lying down on the desk, complaining with a sullen expression on his face.

    “Ugh… … . too bad… … .”

    “Too much. You know that no matter how royal you are, you can’t break the academy’s rules at will, right? Do you know how many classes you have missed since your first class?”

    “I don’t like tight stories.”

    Hermel said that. Chii――, he made a deflated sound and stuck out his mouth about five feet wide.

    If you do that, you will soon feel better again. Since it was a pattern I had become accustomed to, I was roughly answering Hermel’s taunts when the professor came in.

    Hermel also fell silent when he saw the professor come in, and the class began without incident.

    Of course, because I knew all about it. Rather than listening to the class, I scanned the classroom to find a suitable person.

    Moderately active, moderately cowardly, of a moderately low family, moderate appearance… … .

    Oh, no. The uglier the appearance, the better. And it’s perfect if you’re a human being whose greed and desires are not suitable for any topic.

    And again… … .

    “Charles.”

    “Huh?”

    Hearing Hermel’s voice, he blinked and looked to the side.

    She was looking at me with mischievous eyes.

    “What’s wrong?”

    “You mean… … . The subject you told me you weren’t taking class on, you weren’t taking class either.”

    Hermel complained, pouting his mouth as if it were petty, and smiled slightly at the duck-like appearance.

    “This is something we all know.”

    “What is that, bragging?”

    “It’s pride.”

    “It’s either that or that.”

    Hermel yawned profusely and closed his eyes, saying he would take a nap.

    This is what I have felt after watching for about a month, but it seems like they are very comfortable with the royal family.

    A power that no one can touch as long as the academy rules are followed.

    The name neutral makes me cry.

    “… … .”

    Yes, a rebellion broke out because of this corruption, even from the supposedly neutral academy.

    Nobles do not see people as people. Commoners suffer from ever-increasing taxes. Those who cannot even become commoners eat people because they have nothing to eat.

    From what I can see, this is the world view of a female-oriented game. There are only waves and waves of ghost stories.

    “huh… … .”

    I chuckled and looked around the classroom looking for a suitable person.

    * * *

    “――Now, let’s conclude the class.”

    By the end of class, I had selected a total of three suitable people that met my standards.

    The illegitimate son of a self-author. Baron Jun’s legitimate child. And the bastard son of a baron.

    The self-author’s bastard meets all the conditions I asked for, but he doesn’t have much sense. It will move without worrying about what can and cannot be touched.

    It’s good to gain a lot of weight and have lust shining on your face, but if you needlessly provoke the nobles and it turns into a fight between nobles, it becomes a hassle.

    “Um.”

    Next, Baron Jun’s legitimate child… … . Because he is the legitimate child, he is a baron who can be cheap on the family, but at best he cannot even enter the top 5. You will be penalized one way or another.

    It’s nice to be able to use it in moderation and then throw it away… … . The fact that he is a virgin bothers me a little.

    “Woo, ugh… … .”

    Lastly, the Baron’s illegitimate son. She is in an ambiguous position, unable to blend in with the nobles and moving around, but she is not pushed out like Sera. A considerable sense of inferiority felt in the eyes of other nobles.

    But the ability to hide it without being noticed… … . It must have been something I developed while living as a bastard. This is also appropriate. The way you look at those who are weaker than you on such topics… … . It was quite unpleasant. Even though I feel it.

    Well, put everything else aside. Is this the best material for now?

    “Ouch… … .”

    “Huh?”

    I glanced to the side to see what was going on when I heard the groaning sound from earlier.

    “Hermel?”

    Hermel, who had clearly been sleeping soundly just a moment ago, was groaning.

    And that too while shedding a cold sweat.

    “Ugh, uhhh… … .”

    Could it be a side effect of energy drain? No, that can’t be true. Energy drain only absorbs power, not vitality.

    So what on earth is this reaction? Why is it suddenly reacting like this, not even right after the energy drain?

    No, it’s not due to a curse. Are you sure. If it was due to a curse, there’s no way I wouldn’t have noticed.

    I broke into a cold sweat as I looked at Hermel groaning. No, if Hermel dies, my position will be in trouble in many ways.

    “Hermel, what’s wrong? What’s wrong?”

    “Ugh… … . To die… … . same… … .”

    After saying that, Hermel soon began to tremble.

    Is this what it means to have a cold stomach? I was horrified to see something really wrong.

    I’ve made it this far, I can’t do it all over again… … !

    When I put my hand on Hermel’s shoulder to try to do something, I felt that the neck was strangely hard.

    And then I realized.

    “Dam, I got caught… … !”

    “Ha… … .”

    okay… … . It’s my fault.

    I sighed and touched my forehead.

    “Hold on a little.”

    “Huh? Sleep, just a moment! Why are you putting your hand on my neck? I heard it hurts there! ”

    I untied Hermel’s neck, took her to the dormitory, and came to listen to the final lecture.

    When the professor asked where Hermel had gone, he seemed to ignore it when he told him that he was resting because he was not feeling well.

    Royalty, it’s so comfortable.

    * * *

    That evening. After returning to the room and finding Hermel sleeping soundly, I sat down at the desk and wrote down a letter in proper cursive.

    Then, he took five pieces of paper of appropriate size and pressed the curse into it to create a fetish.

    Five pieces of paper and a letter, which were both a medium and a curse itself, were completed. I put the casting and the letter into an envelope, sealed it with sealing wax, and placed it inside the desk.

    “The time has come.”

    As soon as I could speak, I felt a very familiar presence. I smiled and went down to the first floor.

    Just like that time, as I was walking along the trail, I started hearing footsteps that were not mine, half a beat late.

    After walking a little further, I looked back and smiled at a place where there were no people.

    “I went there. Miss.”

    “It’s been a week.”

    long time no see. Mel.

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