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After that, when we returned to the mansion... or rather, what greeted me were enthusiastic offers from the nobles. Apparently, word had spread that there was a child servant who was friendly with Eleanore, calmly pacified the aggressive Razer, and dealt with being attacked and punched with composure! They seemed to have come to get in early, thinking he might become a notable figure someday. One or two would have been manageable, but when more than ten people came at me, I was honestly…- 94.5 K • Ongoing
As night deepened, the lights in the mansion gradually began to go out. I took a short nap... or rather, I dozed off, and thanks to that, my head felt refreshed. Perhaps because of that, my vision was somewhat clearer too. My eyelids weren't naturally drooping either. Having finished cleaning up and completing my reports, I walked alone down this now pitch-black corridor. Combined with it being a Western-style mansion, it felt somewhat like a haunted spot from my previous life. I wouldn't be…- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- Three times the moon had waxed and waned since that night of the birthday party. The hectic days had ended, and peaceful days had returned once again. However, my heart had been terribly disturbed since that day. The cause of it all was the truth I had learned that night. In less than 5 years, I will die. Moreover, 5 years is merely the time until the main story begins, and there's a high possibility I'll die before that... probably 3 or 4 years from now. So whether I die tomorrow or…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- "Uwaaaaaaah?!" The moment I realized it was a slash meant to cut me down, I twisted my body and leaped back. It could be called a reflex at this point—I instinctively judged that getting hit would be bad. And that judgment seemed to be correct. The black shadow that was released passed through where I had been standing, then sliced through the trees behind me as if meeting no resistance at all. A gust of wind assaulted me belatedly. Branches and leaves were blown wildly about, rustling…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- "All these people here are examinees, right..." "That's right. As expected of a prestigious school that gathers people from around the world." "...I didn't know there were this many people in the world." The carriage stopped, and what jumped into our view as we disembarked was a flow of people coming and going like a muddy torrent. Eleanore was somewhat overwhelmed by the sheer number of people. While Egenhardt was by no means a small town, it rarely gathered a population of this…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- "Arcs... is there anything wrong?" Eleanore asks with a worried expression. Since earlier, she's been checking whether her appearance is in order so persistently it could be called excessive. Even she must be nervous after all. "Yes, there's absolutely no problem. It suits you very well, you know?" "Wha...! ...Again, saying such things..." She withdrew muttering while her ears turned red. After being a butler for five years, flattery comes naturally. Well, but this isn't flattery or…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- "So this is... the Knight Wing" After walking for quite a while, we finally arrived at our destination. The overall grounds are huge, so there's quite a distance between buildings too. At this rate, if we moved right before class starts, we wouldn't make it in time. Is this perhaps a scheme to ingrain the knight's practice of arriving five minutes early? It wouldn't be strange if there was actually such an intention. "I came here during the exam too, but that symbol really is…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- "Excuse me." I knock on the door to the infirmary from outside. This is a simple task - I just need to hand the paper I received from Kiril-sensei to the infirmary teacher, confirm there are no abnormalities with my body, and I'm done. Just that. I'm not really sure if there's even a point to doing this... Well, I suppose the teachers have their reasons. Looking at the schools from my previous life, it seems like problems can arise from these kinds of small oversights. "...Excuse…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- ... ...... ......... After the meeting right before the election with Eleanore—which was really just an excuse to chat—I had returned to the dormitory. It seems I was there for quite a while, as we ended up talking until the bell signaling the end of classes rang. Usually Eleanore takes the lead in our conversations, but this time I got somewhat worked up and did a lot of the talking myself, so I suppose it couldn't be helped that things turned out this way... Normally she alone could…
- 94.5 K • Ongoing
- There are usually about 4 or 5 candidates for the student council. Of those, 2 to 3 people will be elected as student council officers. The people who run for these positions generally have something noteworthy about them. Whether it's their bloodline or their abilities, they possess something promising. Many noble students try to back the winning horse, aiming to ingratiate themselves with the justification that "I contributed to your election." Considering the benefits of ingratiating…
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