episode_0011

Night is not a character created by the production team, but a character created through procedural generation. However, for a character created in this way, she holds a relatively high position as Duke Youngae.

However, he is not recommended because he is a character that is hard to meet within the academy, but if he is the president of the miscellaneous study group, then it is understandable why.

“Looks like you’re a freshman. 4th year, Night Night Sustained. You can call me Night Senior. ”

When Night extends his hand, I take it and shake it. It is usually the norm among noble families to show respect for the nobility, but even though she is the daughter of a duke, she doesn’t seem to care much about etiquette. However…

‘What is this cold sweat…?’

He was firmly holding onto his chairman position, but he stood up confidently and shook my hand. I thought that Hoyo, unlike Bandi, would have some immunity to males, but when I slowly pulled away while holding my hand, I saw that I was mistaken.

The cold sweat was dripping down in pitiful drops, one corner of his mouth was raised curiously and trembling, and his forced smile was trembling slightly.

“Yes, Senior Night. Nice to meet you.”

I quickly finish shaking hands and let go of her hand, as if my facial muscles would go numb if I held her hand a little longer. However, I wonder if it would be okay to let out a sigh of relief as soon as I let go of her hand.

“But Chairman, this is our first field trip. What should we do?”

Bandi, who asked a question that penetrates the current situation, looks around the bookshelf with excited steps. When I look at it from behind, her butt is really big. No, I don’t usually pay attention to such things about females… no, women, but I don’t know why I’m doing this. Is this also something that follows the body?

“That’s true. Ah~ There are so many good works, but it’s hard to recommend them!”

Next, Hoyo flips through the bookshelf, her rich sandy fox tail swaying. This one is also slightly less than Bandi’s, but her hips are sufficiently plump… No, no, that’s not it.

“Sure… this is serious. Hoyo, Bandi. It’s a meeting.”

At night, the squirrel’s tail swung from side to side in the open space, then he immediately called the two and the three of them sat down in front of a large table and started a meeting without permission.

“Gentlemen, the agenda for this meeting is ‘Regarding the list of recommended books for students on a field trip.’”

“What about the ‘Sudden Rush Development of Snow Dragon’ that we were discussing earlier?”

“What do I know? I’m just going to watch it while cursing anyway.”

“That’s right.”

It was so cute and funny to see them leaving me alone and having a meeting among themselves, so I watched to see what they would do, and it turned out that they were actively exchanging opinions.

“If you are a beginner in miscellaneous books, wouldn’t ‘Giordano’s Fantastic Adventures’ be a good choice?”

“Chairman, that’s too maniacal. How about ‘My little brother can’t be this cute’?”

“The student on the field trip is a male. Does the story about his younger brother have any meaning?”

“Hey, I should recommend something. ‘Level 1 Spell Slot Archmage’ is probably a good choice.”

It’s clearly a book title, but why is it like that? Above all, isn’t the book title too long?

Since then, dozens of book titles have been published that I don’t understand a single one of.

While the three ladies are causing a ruckus, I slowly browse the bookshelf by myself.

If you look around, there are only books. If you look at the titles and pick them out one by one, you can see that they have all been read diligently. They say it is a study group, but it seems that they are diligently carrying out their club goals.

While looking through the books here and there, I lightly skim through a miscellaneous book called ‘The Face Genius of the Countess Family’. Well, the story seems to be about an ordinary-looking female commoner who dies for some ridiculous reason and is reincarnated as the beautiful daughter of a countess family, who seduces all sorts of men.

I was crouching down in front of the bookshelf and reading with some enjoyment, when something started to get noisy on the other side.

“Hey, where did Ain go?”

“Wait, time has passed so quickly?!”

“No one took care of their juniors?”

There was a loud crashing sound, followed by dizzying footsteps, and three people appeared at the same time at the bookshelf where I was.

“I’m here.”

It was so cute to see everyone sigh in relief at the sight of me leaning against the bookshelf and reading a book. I couldn’t help but laugh and asked.

“Are you worried?”

“Of course, it suddenly disappeared…! Oh, no. It was wrong of us to have a meeting and talk amongst ourselves while leaving the tour participants alone. I apologize. ”

As Night, who had said so, bowed his head, Hoyo and Bandi also bowed their heads, not knowing what to do.

“No, I also wandered around without saying anything.”

I rise and pay my respects, and as night approaches I look at the book I am holding.

“You’re a genius. This was popular at one time.”

“Hehehe, I bought that.”

While Hoyodo approaches and pretends to know, Bandi throws a huge truth from behind.

“Wouldn’t it have been better if the people who came to the tour looked around and chose what they found interesting, without us having to recommend it?”

“…”

“…”

And the night and Hoyo became the expressions of someone who realized the truth. They were so cute.

“I think it’s okay. I’m worried because there are so many books, but isn’t that what books are all about? I think the process of finding them is also fun…”

All three of them nodded their heads in agreement to my words. Well, I guess that’s a good thing.

“Then why are you standing? Why don’t you sit down?”

At the suggestion of the night, I follow her and sit down on the large sofa in the center. I can’t remember ever sitting on such a soft and comfortable sofa in my life.

“Bandi, can you bring me some refreshments?”

“Can I bring that one?”

At Bandi’s question, Bam and Hoyo looked at me, and when I smiled and nodded, Bandi hummed and disappeared to one side of the bookshelf.

“Don’t you have separate servants?”

“No, there is, but let’s do the simple things among ourselves. What’s the big deal about preparing refreshments?”

Hoyo, sitting on a soft sofa, clasped his hands together and placed them on the back of his head, answers while swinging his legs.

“Still, it’s surprising that all of my seniors are from noble families or higher, but they don’t use servants.”

“There are also maids who are exclusively for club activities. And they also have servants on a regular basis.”

“Is that so?”

“Actually, unless there’s something special going on, most of the servants are gathered together in the servants’ quarters in the female dormitory. They’re only needed for chores like cleaning the private rooms or doing laundry.”

Night and Hoyo took turns answering my questions. Well, I remember that even if you were the daughter of a high-ranking duke, unless you were a princess, you usually went around alone.

“On the other hand, what about Ain?”

“I don’t have a separate servant.”

“That’s strange. Regardless of their status, male students at least have a servant who can fight as a bodyguard.”

Hoyo tilts his head as if it’s strange. Well, I’m a player, so I start off with nothing, let alone servants, and I start off with nothing. I don’t know why, but I started with quite a lot of gold. You could say it’s a blessing in disguise.

“If I say laundry, it’s just running the washing machine. I like doing housework.”

Anyway, since my son lived alone for a long time before and after becoming independent, I can say that he is quite good at housework. If it is really difficult, there is a way to hire someone else, but that is something to consider only when you have a stable income.

“Oh, he’s a handsome male who’s good at housework…”

Hoyo, who was mumbling like that, looked into space with a blank face as if he was thinking about something.

“Hoyo, if you’re going to fantasize like that, write it down.”

“Ha, but writing a memoir is so hard…”

I was surprised and wide-eyed by the conversation between the two.

“Do you also write essays?”

“Yeah, because it’s a study group. If you were just going to look at it, you should have called it ‘Book Appreciation Group’. ”

I nodded because Night’s answer made a lot of sense. Reading and writing books and holding evaluation meetings seemed more serious than I thought.

“What about members?”

“As you can see, me, Hoyo, and Bandi are the presidents. Actually, there are two 6th grade seniors and one 7th grade senior, but they are in their senior years now and are busy so they don’t come often. Sometimes I just show my face?”

Night answered my question and took one of Bandi’s plates that was bringing out snacks and placed it on the table. What Bandi brought out was a large chocolate-covered cookie and a cup of sweet-smelling black tea.

“Okay, take them one by one.”

“Yahoo-”

Hoyo stretched out his long arms and put a cookie in his mouth in one gulp, munching on it. Bandi took a sip of tea first, and Bam, like a squirrel, grabbed the cookie with both hands and gnawed on it.

“Hmm, how should I explain it?”

As he gnawed on the cookie, Bam seemed to be organizing what he wanted to say.

“First of all, we basically collect miscellaneous books as they come to our attention. Since books are not easy to make, the miscellaneous books themselves are not printed in large quantities.”

On that lucky night, he drank some black tea and continued talking.

“Because if you let your guard down, it sells out quickly. Then, you go back and read it and leave a review. What was disappointing, what was okay, whether the plot is stable or messy, how it will be interesting to see how it develops in the future, etc. ”

After hearing the words of the night, Bandi also gave me an explanation.

“In addition, you can also submit recommendations for miscellaneous books to the Hwangdo Press, or reviews or feedback on certain miscellaneous books.”

Hoyo also added a word of explanation there.

“Send letters of support or give donations to writers who are expected to write good stories. Most writers who write miscellaneous books are ordinary people. Or send letters of consolation to writers whose writing speed has slowed down?”

When I received the thick notebook that Bandi handed me and opened it, I saw that the titles of the books were written in elegant and pretty handwriting, and the pros and cons of the books, as well as the outline of their contents, were neatly organized in a template format.

“Your handwriting is really pretty.”

“Ahahaha… Thank you.”

She smiled bashfully, as if Bandi was also acting as the secretary.

“You also write miscellaneous books?”

“Yeah. But I’m hesitant to talk about writing a book.”

“Why?”

Bam, who was munching on the remaining cookies in his mouth while covering his mouth with a handkerchief, answered my question on Bandi’s behalf.

“Miscellaneous books are likely to be ignored, and if a nobleman writes a miscellany, it will tarnish the family’s reputation. I don’t mind being cursed at, but I don’t want my parents to be cursed at as well.”

“I didn’t think of that.”

If a scholar of the Joseon Dynasty were to write a profanity, it would feel like he would be criticized for being unbecoming of a nobleman. Since the setting is a fantasy medieval period, it seems that if a nobleman does something bad, he would be criticized in the same way. How was it in the game? This issue is not even discussed in the game.

“Um, sorry about that. I don’t know, maybe…”

As the night speaks, I look at her, smelling the scent of black tea.

“Seol, Chairman Seolma, are you trying to say ‘that’!”

“As expected, he’s the chairman. I admire that about him!”

Hoyo and Bandi were whispering among themselves, but I couldn’t hear them properly. Why are there always people around me who whisper so loudly that I can’t hear them?

“…If you join the study group, there’s probably nothing I can’t tell you.”

“Wow- clothes!”

“I told you, Chairman!”

As soon as I heard the words that followed at night, Hoyo and Bandi started to make a fuss, so I was so surprised that my butt lifted about 3cm off the sofa.

“A club? Yes, I’ll join.”

As I answered without hesitation, Hoyo, Bandi, and Bam, who had been acting noisy until just now, suddenly became quiet as if they were mice.

“…?”