Chapter Index

    That night.

    Clavel couldn’t sleep properly.

    Clavel, the eldest daughter of Berthain, somehow got what she wanted.

    I had no doubt that it would be the same this time.

    Luke just takes time.

    Because I thought I could definitely take it away from Elin.

    however.

    -From now on, you’re going to sleep with the teacher, so get out.

    An expression I had never seen on Elin before.

    Rough language and actions I’ve never heard before.

    Everyone was shocked though.

    The most shocking thing was.

    “You’re sleeping together…? Senior and Ellin?”

    It was Elin who came out of Luke’s room and said that.

    I’m twenty this year.

    Clavel Berthein, a graduate of the Academy.

    Of course, she was already an adult with full sexual knowledge.

    There was no way he didn’t know what kind of metaphor a man and a woman sleeping together was.

    But Ellin, who was only 15 years old, and her senior, who was an adult… … .

    “… What should I do?”

    I never thought those two would have that kind of relationship.

    No, I didn’t know you had that kind of tendency in the first place.

    They say all geniuses are perverts.

    Thinking back on yesterday, it seemed like a pretty credible statement.

    The problem is that there is no way to intervene in the deep priestly relationship.

    I’ve used beauty tricks many times so far.

    But I have never developed a romantic relationship with anyone.

    No matter what, the eldest daughter of one of the five major ducal families of the empire could not create a scandal.

    But, Ellin and her senior already have that kind of relationship.

    “Sigh… .”

    As my worries deepen, the sun slowly rises.

    It’s been a long time since I’ve been back home.

    I couldn’t even sleep a wink.

    Anyway, I won’t be able to sleep properly until I find a way.

    “I have to hear it with my own ears.”

    Clavel’s choice was a frontal assault.

    * * * * *

    Clavel stopped tossing and turned and got up.

    I roughly covered up my tired face with dark circles under my eyes with makeup.

    I need to shake off the sleepiness by having a cup of coffee.

    With that thought in mind, I headed to the restaurant.

    But what is this?

    “… … ”

    Luke, who arrived at the restaurant first, was making coffee.

    “… …Senior?”

    With a bandage wrapped around his neck that was so thick it looked bizarre.

    There was a lot I wanted to say.

    “Are you okay?”

    Worries just came out of my mouth.

    Only then did I remember what Anne had said yesterday.

    -I feel like my balls will break if I move the wrong way.

    Certainly, if it’s an injury that requires that level of treatment.

    I felt like something might go wrong if I moved carelessly.

    “No, how did it turn out like that… .”

    “There were circumstances.”

    Luke, who was trying hard to pretend not to see Clavel, answered briefly.

    I wonder if my neck won’t turn.

    His gaze was fixed on the wall.

    “… I see.”

    I decided not to ask any more questions.

    Ellen’s personal maid is Anne.

    And Anne is a madman who beats even the princess of Bertain to death when her eyes turn.

    Luke’s neck was also thought to be Anne’s finished work.

    I vowed not to sweat the small stuff anymore.

    Clavel slowly walked over to Luke’s side.

    “Senior, can I talk to you for a moment?”

    “Do you want to keep the patient?”

    Choooop-

    I was annoyed by the sound of coffee being sipped.

    “That’s because it’s a really important story.”

    “If it’s about the tutor, I have absolutely no intention of changing it―”

    “That’s not it.”

    “… Then what is it?”

    Luke turned his whole body to look at Clavel.

    That’s a different story.

    It was because I thought I had to listen quickly and leave.

    “That’s… ….”

    Clavel’s words trailed off.

    In fact, the most important thing was that the tutor’s story was correct.

    The problem is that that’s not what I’m most curious about right now.

    “Ellen and…um….”

    But when I actually tried to ask, I couldn’t get the words out.

    Were you hiding that taste?

    How did you approach Elin?

    No matter what I asked, it felt strange.

    Clavel continued to hesitate.

    “Sigh… .”

    Luke sighed and snapped his fingers.

    Then a timer appeared in the air.

    “5 minutes.”

    “… Yes?”

    “I’ll give you 5 minutes from now. I’ll only be able to answer you by then, so speak quickly.”

    Tick, tick.

    The timer starts counting down immediately.

    “That, that’s… !”

    When given a time limit, my mind started spinning quickly.

    Curious and important things.

    It wasn’t difficult to decide on priorities.

    “How can I give up on Elin?”

    “I will not give up even if the world is destroyed.”

    Luke frowned at the immediate response.

    “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t talk about things like this?”

    “Huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

    Clavel, who has lost his temper.

    He tilts his head and continues asking questions shamelessly.

    “But why on earth did you become Ellin’s tutor?”

    Not ‘how’ but ‘why on earth’.

    It was such a strange adjective that Luke’s eyebrows furrowed.

    “What is your intention in asking this now?”

    “That’s right. Elin isn’t well known outside of the academy. I’m curious as to how you came to think of becoming a tutor right after graduating from the academy.”

    And how did it develop to that point?

    I couldn’t even bring myself to ask that question.

    “While I was looking for something to do after graduating, I happened to see a notice from Bertain to recruit a tutor. I applied right away because I saw the talent in Princess Elin.”

    “How do you know about Elin’s talent? She’s never left the mansion.”

    “Yes. He often came out to run errands for Confucius.”

    “You can judge talent based on what you saw briefly at that time?”

    “I can do it.”

    “… … ”

    When you say that, I have nothing to say.

    Because somehow it felt like Luke would really be able to do it.

    “3 minutes left.”

    The passing time did not wait for Clavel’s silence.

    I’m starting to feel anxious.

    Have you ever been this in control?

    No, absolutely not.

    It was always Clavel who was ahead.

    I have never experienced being pressured to ask questions.

    Suddenly I felt wronged.

    Clearly, Clavel was a princess who could get whatever she wanted if she just rolled her tongue.

    When I came home, my youngest, who was like a doll with a broken string, became angry.

    The most feared senior at the academy is now my personal maid.

    The senior I wanted to be close with the most is looking at me so indifferently as if he finds me annoying.

    “Are you crying now?”

    “Oh, no.”

    But I don’t have time to get lost in sentimentality.

    “Why were you attracted to Elin?”

    I immediately asked a crude question.

    After spitting it out, Clavel also felt sorry.

    I didn’t intend to ask so directly.

    “Isn’t the princess cute?”

    “!?”

    Luke answered this question immediately.

    “… So you like it because it’s cute?”

    At some point the question became a little more direct.

    Of course, Luke answered confidently, since he had never once thought about Elin rationally.

    “Yes. I think it’s the cutest on the continent.”

    “… … ”

    A faint shock spread across Clavel’s face.

    “Have you always had that kind of tendency?”

    “Tendency? What are you talking about?”

    “Ha, I mean, I like students.”

    “Isn’t it natural for a teacher to like his students?”

    “… … I see?”

    We weren’t close to begin with.

    Clavel distanced herself psychologically from Luke.

    Not only do you have perverted tendencies, you take them for granted.

    When you become close with him, he becomes a really good senior.

    I was demoted to a senior, which might be a little dangerous.

    “Then we slept together last night too… .”

    He opened his mouth with a serious expression.

    Elin and Jindo have already gone that far.

    I was worried that there might be a way to take it back.

    I’ve heard more people say I’m mature than cute.

    Clavel, who actually used it as a weapon.

    But it’s the complete opposite of Luke’s taste.

    I couldn’t help but feel like it was a crisis.

    “You and Elin had a relationship like that, so you slept in the same bed…?”

    I couldn’t bring myself to say it directly, so I spoke indirectly.

    Luke blinked as he was about to answer.

    Beep, beep, beep.

    A timer floating in the air sounded an alarm.

    “Time is up. I’ll go wake up the princess.”

    “Huh? Wait a minute, senior. What’s the answer?”

    “Didn’t you say you would respond within 5 minutes?”

    Luke waved his hand as if he was annoyed.

    He opened a portal and disappeared.

    Shu-

    Clavel stood blankly in front of the closed portal, having forgotten that she had even come to get coffee.

    There was no need to drink coffee.

    “… … Really, like that with Elin?”

    Because Luke’s reaction just woke me up from my slumber.

    Clavel’s shocked delusional circuits began to creak.

    Luke clearly said that he was attracted to Elin because she was cute.

    Then, it also explains why I applied to be a tutor right after graduating.

    It’s an excuse to say that Elin showed talent.

    “… Are you aiming for something like this from the beginning?”

    Clavel had already made up his mind.

    Luke attended the academy while hiding his tastes from others.

    At the time of my graduation, Bertain was recruiting a tutor for the youngest princess.

    I came to Bertain thinking it was a good opportunity.

    He must have taken care of Elin with all his heart and tried to seduce her.

    It must have been a long time since Ellen completely fell for it.

    I was a child who couldn’t rely on anyone.

    Because it seemed like a 15-year-old would be very used to sleeping in an adult male’s room.

    If so, maybe.

    It’s also a waste of time to make Elin, who seems to have no hope, the next head of the family…

    “Because you have Elin as your lover?”

    Because I want my future spouse to be the head of the Bertain family.

    A chilling conclusion is reached.

    Of course, it was a wild guess full of holes.

    But Clavel was already shocked by Elin’s remarks.

    I was in a condition where I couldn’t make normal decisions because I didn’t sleep properly.

    “… I’ve never seen you like that, senior.”

    I scraped off the goosebumps on my arms.

    Before I knew it, the senior I respected was branded as a childish, swindling piece of trash.

    “… Then, rather than trying to persuade my senior, I would rather threaten him with my relationship with Elin… .”

    Clavel muttered as he left the restaurant, his original plan having gone awry.

    “First, I exposed the relationship between Elin and my senior to my mother, and then forcibly broke them apart… … .”

    Clavel strolls down the hallway, quickly formulating a new plan.

    “Yeah. That would be the way to do it.”

    He raised the corners of his mouth in a smirk, admiring himself for his perfect plan.

    If Luke had been listening from the side.

    It was an idea that would have put him to sleep right away by hitting him on the back of the neck.

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