episode_0331

The next morning. I had a more restful night’s sleep than ever before, and, uncharacteristically for me, I stayed asleep until the morning sun fully rose.

If Parna hadn’t come and woke me up, I wouldn’t have slept soundly until around afternoon.

As I sat down at the breakfast table, listening to the Countess’ passionate voice guiding the work, I looked around and asked where Frey was.

To check if the penalty is still in effect or has been finalized from last night.

“If you were you, did you go to the academy first?”

‘yes? Are you Frey?’

“What? That idiot prosecutor?”

When I heard the explanation that he ran away, ignoring the countess’s dissuasion as to whether it was right to leave her friend alone, I burst into laughter.

He must have been ashamed of what he did last night.

Frey, because she has a bit of a girly side to her.

My prediction that it would be difficult to meet even after returning to the academy was exactly correct.

Even though I purposely looked for Frey, I couldn’t meet him until around lunchtime.

Should I say instead? Arthur came to see me when the sun reached the middle of the sky.

With Frey’s message that he won’t be able to meet today.

“That guy can’t sit still. It’s normal, but today was even more unusual.”

When I heard that he ran away before I could even ask what nonsense he was talking about, I couldn’t help but laugh because I imagined what Frey’s expression must have been like at that time.

‘Business is…’

“Is that the end of what you have to say? If so, please disappear so I can enjoy my meal. When I see the poor prince’s face, my appetite disappears.”

“It’s a pity for you, but there’s still business left. We have to talk about what you need to do tomorrow.”

The moment I heard that I had to do it tomorrow, my appetite literally disappeared.

What are you planning on asking me to do, so let’s discuss it in advance?

There’s so much karma I’ve committed against Arthur that I can’t even guess!

Not long ago, when he was in the dungeon, this guy proudly declared that he would provide true education, and he even lit a fire there!

“If you want to eat first, I’m willing to wait.”

‘If you were a prince, would you eat rice in this situation?!’

“Does the poor prince have no empathy? I heard something big is going to happen. Do you think you’ll have an appetite? iced coffee. Do you want to see me eat while crying? Phew. You’re really changing.”

“…I understand that we will talk first.”

Arthur, who suppressed his anger by biting his lip, took me with him to the academy’s private room.

Is this a story that cannot be told to others? I’m getting more and more anxious.

“It’s okay not to worry. Because it’s not a bad story for you.”

The moment I saw Arthur leaning back and shrugging his shoulders, my anxiety grew even more.

It’s not usually a bad story, but in such cases, bad stories always pop out.

“Let’s get straight to the point. I’ll give you two options, so choose one. That will be your punishment.”

I knew it!

It’s not a bad story!

Wow, this guy is really evil!

You enjoy watching them choose the punishment, enjoy watching them carry out the punishment, and when you complain, they’re planning to tell you that it’s the punishment you chose!

Was my anger clearly visible on my face? Arthur waved his hand and adjusted his posture.

“Calm down. It won’t be too late to get angry even after seeing the options I present.”

That’s… right.

If the options Arthur presents are both conscientious, there is no need to get angry.

I crossed my arms to ask him to say something, and Arthur let out a bitter smile.

“3Even if it is a prince, a prince is still a prince.”

‘It’s noisy. ‘Please speak quickly.’

“How long do you plan to drag on? I’m slowly getting tired of catering to the poor prince’s perverted tastes.”

“Haha. i get it. One of the things I would like to propose is for you to be my maid for a day tomorrow.”

‘…yes?’

“…What?”

“You can wear a maid’s outfit and serve me politely. I won’t ask you to do anything more than what a maid has to do, so it won’t be that difficult.”

After hearing about the first option, I returned the mace to its original size and placed it on the desk.

So that Arthur could clearly see the tip of the shiny mace.

“I’m telling you this because I think the poor prince is forgetting one thing because he’s so caught up in his sexual desires♡ The punishment is only for one day?♡”

You’ll be in trouble if you forget that after tomorrow, the tip of this mace could crush your skull and allow your brain to drink oxygen directly.

As I told the story with a grin, with the intention of making a threat, cold sweat broke out on Arthur’s forehead.

“You. Aren’t you overreacting?! Think about it! Even if I make you work as a maid, how can I force you to do something you don’t want to do?”

Arthur made the excuse that he was only planning to give it a reasonable shape, but I couldn’t accept that excuse.

I was with Frey yesterday and realized the power of penalties.

My penalty is to ignore even the Mesugaki skill and force me to take action, but in this situation, I’m being asked to do the work of a maid?! I don’t know what you’re going to order!?

“I understand! Let me tell you the next thing right away! If you don’t like the previous one, shouldn’t you choose this one?”

Arthur smiled silently and played with the handle of the mace, then his face turned pale and he added hastily.

“The second is like this! Instead of carrying out a penalty that will be over in a few minutes, I’m thinking of asking you to teach me how to conquer the dungeon!”

huh?

‘I beg your pardon?’

“Poor prince. Could you say that again? The voice was so disgusting that I just ignored it.”

“I asked you to teach me how to conquer dungeons!”

…

Ah, you bastard!

If that was the case, we should have told you about it a long time ago!

What should I tell you first?

Where should I start telling you!

There are so many things I want to teach you that my brain is overheating!

okay. First, let’s start with the various gimmicks that can exist in dungeons.

“Of course, you may not want your knowledge taken away…”

‘What nonsense is that?!’

“Poor prince? You really enjoy talking nonsense.”

What kind of rotten person refuses to do so when a newbie voluntarily asks for it!

That’s not rotten water!

You don’t even have the right to call yourself rotten!

If someone asks me to teach them about the race called Rotten Water, they are the ones who bring their papers and make the other person sick of them!

‘That’s it! ‘Tell me what that short penalty is!’

“Because I don’t want to waste any more time. Just tell me what that short penalty is.”

I can’t help it if I need to pay to teach a dirty newbie!

What are you going to order!

say it!

Are you going to hit me with honey?

Get down on your knees and apologize, will you?

Or should I wear a maid’s uniform and make a moe-mo-e-nyeon?

“I was planning on ending it after receiving a sincere apology and hitting him with sweet chestnuts.”

‘It’s no big deal!’

“Puhaha. Is that what you’re trying to do on purpose? Poor Prince, you really have a small heart, right?”

It’s a request I can’t possibly grant when my words and actions are forced by the Mesugaki skill, but now it’s different!

I, who can ignore the Mesugaki skill due to a penalty, can bow my head to others a hundred or a thousand times! Because that’s what it means to be a member of society!

“Then should I do the latter?”

‘yes! like that…’

“You say you want to receive an apology in such a lame way, so I can’t not give it to you. Really. It’s great that you take advantage of the fact that you seem pitiful.”

“…You’re too arrogant for someone who needs to apologize.”

Arthur sighed, thinking that if he dragged it out any longer, he would only get annoyed, and waved his hand, saying that he would just do it now and get it over with.

Arthur’s suggestion was welcome from my perspective as well.

It’s much better to finish it quickly than to worry about Arthur changing his mind all day.

After accepting the offer, I immediately got up and stood in front of Arthur.

Umm.

therefore.

Admit defeat. After apologizing for my usual rudeness. Is it okay to just have a honeymoon?

Easy, easy!

Should we finish the penalty quickly and go have lunch?

The moment I made that decision and was about to offer my formal apology, a message appeared before my eyes.

[While apologizing, you are ‘sincere’.]

Are you going to be sincere?

Poor Lord? What is this story again?

I know Arthur said he hoped for a sincere apology, but that’s just a formality, right?

“What are you worried about? Lucy Aln. Didn’t you say it was no big deal? Do it quickly. Only then can you hit honey chestnuts.”

As Arthur urged me with his fist raised, another message occurred to me.

This is about the penalty that will be given if the penalty is not carried out.

okay! I understand! I don’t know, but you can apologize first!

Now that I think about it, I realize that I have more than one thing to apologize for. There are too many mistakes I have made up until now.

“I’m sorry for always being rude to you.”

Even though he is far from the throne, Arthur is clearly a descendant of the royal family.

Even though he is being rude to me in many ways, he is not someone I would dare to treat like that.

Since I am now relying entirely on his consideration, this was definitely something I needed to apologize for.

“You help me often, but I’m sorry for not being able to say thank you.”

Although our first meeting was not good, from then on Arthur always came to my aid whenever I was in trouble.

Even during the Patran festival. Even when I got into a fight with the second prince. Even when I did a speed run a while ago.

Even though I knew I should be grateful for the help, I couldn’t say thank you.

Even if it was something that could not be helped due to the Mesugaki skill, it was clear that this was something that needed to be apologized for.

“I’m sorry for always being so lame.”

You can tell just by looking at him following the hard training I gave him, but Arthur is no slouch.

He is someone who can definitely be called a genius, as he trains both sword and magic, but does not lag behind either.

Instead of acknowledging his efforts, they only called him sloppy or something.

This was clearly my fault too.

“And. Black. I’m sorry for continuing to make fun of you even though I know you hate being called pitiful.”

I know very well how traumatized Arthur is by being told he feels sorry for him.

How could I not know him, having seen his feelings outside the monitor?

It’s pitiful to dig into Arthur’s wounds after losing his mother and being neglected by his father.

Usually, he passes it off as if it’s not a big deal, but every time I say that, something bad must have built up in Arthur’s heart.

“Black. and. Sniff. Also.”

As I kept thinking about the things I was sorry about, my eyes got teary.

When I think about everything I’ve done so far, I think there’s no other bitch like this.

As I repeated my sins using the Mesugaki skill as an excuse, I realized that I had become indifferent to the hurt my opponent would receive.

And I’m sorry about that again.

“Ugh. Black.”

shit. This is what it means to be sincere!

Once you’re buried in your emotions, you can’t get out of them!

I can’t speak properly!

While I was wiping away the tears that kept flowing, I heard the door fling open.

“3Prince! The story of the lady being taken away…”

“Prince Arthur. No matter how much you bet…”

Are they Joy and Fabi?

It happened to come at a good time for misunderstanding.

I need to explain quickly, but I can’t speak because I keep crying.

shit. When will this penalty end?!

“…How did this happen? 3 Kings… No. Arthur?”

“No! joy! I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s a misunderstanding anyway!”

“Could you please explain in detail what the misunderstanding is? Your Majesty the Prince? I will make a decision according to God’s will.”

“Saint?! no! Calm down for a moment and tell me my story!”

bang. After hearing the sound of the door closing.

Soon after, Arthur’s screams of frustration filled the room.

As I quietly watched the entire process, I realized that what I had heard somewhere was correct.

It’s really scary when a normally kind person gets angry.

…I’ll have to be a little more picky from now on.