Chapter 75: Seron’s Prince

I faced Seron, who was standing there like an idiot.

I pondered over why the situation had come to this.

Recently, Seron had been spending more time alone.

Naturally, it was largely my fault.

Unintentionally surrounded by other students, Seron had no chance to approach me.

Seeing Seron standing out, Ailing, an early member of the boycott, persistently persuaded her.

The main reason Ailing persuaded Seron was simple.

Seron was close to me, a member of the student council.

So, Ailing wanted to bring her into the boycott group, hoping to get some information.

It was a somewhat understandable reason.

The problem was that Ailing was more persistent than expected.

Seron, with her not-so-gentle personality, could have refused.

But it seemed Seron intended to gather information about the boycott and inform me.

So, she reluctantly followed Ailing to the meeting room.

Considering that alone, it was a commendable thought.

Until she faced me in the form of Vikarmern.

Seron kept glancing at me, standing in a corner.

Every time our eyes met, her face turned bright red, and she lowered her head.

She fidgeted with her toes like a girl in love.

I repeat, Vikarmern is handsome.

So handsome that it needs to be emphasized twice.

It’s not for nothing that he swept women off their feet as a host in the entertainment world and even seduced the Frenzied Sorceress Vinesha.

He’s not tall, but he’s handsome.

His eyes, filled with inexplicable melancholy, have a charm that captivates people.

It’s understandable that Seron fell for him at first sight.

Seron had always said she liked tall, manly handsome men.

Compared to the pretty boy Nia, Vikarmern had a masculine handsomeness.

It fit Seron’s ideal type perfectly.

The problem was, that was me.

A headache came over me for a moment.

‘That idiot.’

I didn’t want Seron to get involved in the boycott.

The boycott group would eventually fail, and its members would be disciplined.

It was only natural since they caused a disturbance at the school.

I felt I had to somehow drive her away.

Judging by how she never listened to the boycott leader, Rozamin, and only looked at me, it wouldn’t be easy.

“President!”

At that moment, a student burst in during Rozamin’s speech.

Seeing the orbs of light floating around, it seemed to be a student from the special department.

“The student council patrol is here! We need to get out of here quickly!”

The student council wasn’t stupid.

As the number of boycott members increased, rumors reached the student council’s ears.

The boycott members were essentially a group of delinquents dissatisfied with the academy.

Since it was the student council’s role to guide them, they immediately conducted a patrol to lead them.

“Those cunning student council members! Today’s meeting is over. Everyone, scatter!”

At Rozamin’s words, the students who had been munching on snacks hurriedly began to flee.

I had warned them in advance that there could be a patrol at any time, so everyone moved in an orderly manner.

Just as I was about to escape, I saw Seron standing there with a bewildered face.

That idiot.

It seemed she didn’t understand the situation, only looking at my face.

If left like that, she would be caught by the patrolling students.

I couldn’t let Seron take the blame, so I hurriedly ran towards her.

Smack!

Then I grabbed her wrist.

“Uh, uh.”

“Let’s go.”

I hurriedly dragged the bewildered Seron down the corridor of the abandoned building.

The corridor, where the boycott students had already fled, was deserted.

As I ran along the usual route, I soon heard footsteps from the stairs.

Darn, they’re coming this way.

Bad luck.

I stopped and looked around.

Then I opened the door to an empty classroom and went in with Seron.

There was an old teacher’s desk.

I hurriedly went inside with Seron and crouched down.

The desk wasn’t very big, so we were quite close, but it wasn’t the time to worry about that.

I could feel Seron fidgeting, probably feeling suffocated in my arms.

“Just bear with it for a bit.”

When I whispered in her ear, Seron trembled and then became quiet.

Thud, thud, thud—

Footsteps of the student council members echoed from the corridor.

“Wow, what a hassle at this hour.”

“They say there’s a delinquent group. We have to step in as the student council.”

It was Midra Penin, a first-year junior and the second in martial arts.

And another voice from the second-year student council.

It seemed they were still at the rumor stage and not actively searching.

If they were serious, they would have used magic to seal the abandoned building.

Assistant professors or teaching assistants would have moved with them.

‘Is the president being considerate by not calling me to the patrol because of the Nikita incident?’

President Sylvester hadn’t assigned me any student council work since the Nikita incident.

He was considerate, thinking I might be shocked since I was the one who assisted Nikita the most.

‘He’s not a bad person, just incompetent.’

It’s a pity that incompetence is his inherent trait.

Meanwhile, the footsteps of the student council members faded away.

Realizing this, I sighed briefly and turned my head.

And my eyes met Seron’s.

Seron was looking up at me blankly with completely dazed eyes.

Her face had been red like a carrot for a while, and her mouth was slightly open.

I stared at Seron and opened my mouth.

“Hey.”

“Ah, hot!”

Smack!

Seron, who came to her senses late, tried to get up and hit her head on the desk.

“Ouch!”

Seron held her head in pain and swallowed a groan.

But she seemed more embarrassed by her clumsy behavior in front of me than the pain.

“Are you okay?”

I almost called her an idiot without thinking.

Barely holding back, I checked Seron’s forehead.

I was worried it might have cracked like a mirror.

“Oh, yes, yes, I’m fine.”

Seron, who usually didn’t use formal language, acted primly.

Well, with a thick skull, it wouldn’t crack.

“That’s a relief.”

I suppressed my inner thoughts as much as possible and came out from under the desk.

Then I extended my hand to Seron, who hadn’t come out yet.

Seron flinched at my every gesture and came out holding my hand.

She looked like a delicate girl, pressing down her skirt slightly as she came out.

Moonlight streamed in through the window.

Tonight, the moon was clearly visible without any clouds.

Seron, who followed me out, stared at me as if entranced.

Then she snapped out of it with a start.

“Uh, um, what’s your name?”

Seron shyly asked for my name.

It seemed Seron didn’t recognize Vikarmern’s face, who was a senior by one year.

‘She must have at least heard the name.’

Knowing Seron’s personality, she probably didn’t bother to find out because she wasn’t interested.

But I am Vikarmern.

What would Vikarmern have said at this moment?

If she didn’t know the name, there was no reason to tell her.

I planned to make sure Seron wouldn’t come to the boycott anymore from today.

“It’s a name that’s not worth knowing.”

“Oh.”

Seron sighed.

It seemed she misunderstood and thought I had some reason for not telling her.

“More importantly, don’t come here anymore from today.”

“What, what?”

“This is not a place that’s good for you to come.”

Seron hesitated.

“But, but.”

She glanced at my face, looking like she had a lot to say.

She never listens.

I feel like flicking her forehead.

“Then, where can I see you again?”

She finally managed to ask after much deliberation.

She bit her lip, embarrassed by her own question.

Where can she see me?

She can see me tomorrow morning when we go to school.

I stopped myself from looking at Seron with pity and opened the window.

“It’s better if we don’t see each other again. It won’t be good for either of us.”

If she finds out later that I’m Hanon, Seron will definitely be devastated.

It might be fun to tease her, but I don’t want things to get awkward between us.

Whether I like it or not, Seron is my friend.

I wanted to maintain a good relationship with her in the future.

So, I decided to turn a blind eye to Seron today.

What’s the point of having a good friend?

Your first love is something I couldn’t see today.

* * *

The next day, I went to school in the morning as usual.

No, to be precise, it wasn’t quite the same as usual.

After returning to the dormitory last night, I went straight to the girls’ dormitory.

Then, in the form of Hania, I went to Iris’s room.

Iris was sitting in a chair, leaning back, listening to the sound of Argol that I had mentioned.

When our eyes met, she smiled slightly.

It was the same smile Iris had in the Demonic Palace.

She had reached the limit of her fatigue.

I gently carried Iris to the bed.

Then I quietly held her.

I talked with Iris about a few things before she fell asleep.

It wasn’t anything special.

But it was the right kind of conversation to help Iris fall asleep.

Iris soon fell asleep, breathing rhythmically.

When Lucas put Iris to sleep, it was with a lap pillow.

I don’t know how I ended up in this situation.

But as long as Iris could sleep, it was a relief.

I played the role of her beloved doll well and barely managed to leave Iris in the morning and switch with Hania.

Thanks to that, Iris was lively today.

Walking confidently without any fatigue, she truly exuded the dignity of a princess.

“I want to sleep with Hanon every day.”

“Iris, please don’t say that in front of others.”

Iris casually said something that could cause a scandal.

If the third princess’s faction heard that, they would be shocked.

And I would be executed for the crime of touching a princess.

“Please help me again next time.”

But Iris had no intention of letting me go.

It seemed she planned to use me again if she couldn’t sleep next time.

I had no choice but to endure until Iris was freed from her nightmares.

If only she could be freed from her nightmares, this wouldn’t be necessary.

With increasing worries, I went to school.

Then I saw Seron’s back, who had come early today.

Judging by her reaction, she didn’t notice I was there.

Remembering yesterday, I decided to sneak up on her to tease her a bit.

“Sigh.”

Seron let out a long sigh, not noticing my approach.

She was looking out the window with moist eyes.

“Prince…”

She muttered to herself.

I quietly stared at the back of Seron’s head.

I realized who she was thinking about.

She used to call me a burnt sweet potato.

This girl.