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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 295: Webtoon Special Edition – Extra 7 Transfer Student With Experience (7)

Chapter 295: Webtoon Special Edition – Extra 7 Transfer Student With Experience (7)

Almost​‌⁠ a week has‍ already passed since‍‌ the Royal Academy​​​ of El Ras⁠‌​ began the new​ semester.

“They’re‌​ late……”

They​​⁠ should have arrived​‍⁠ by now, but‌ Marie and Erin⁠⁠ still haven’t appeared.⁠‌‍

It’s​‍ fine if the⁠⁠ others haven’t noticed,‍‌ but the two⁠​ of them would‌⁠ have realized it​​‌ immediately.

It​‍ seems their reaction‌ was a bit​‍ slow.

Well,⁠ even if they‌⁠‍ had noticed and‌​⁠ come right away,‌​⁠ the timing would‌⁠⁠ already have been‌‌​ tight, but the‌​ real problem is⁠⁠ that the academy’s​​ social ball will⁠⁠​ soon be held.‌‍‌

The⁠⁠ nobles of the​​‍ kingdom used to‍‍​ maintain their power​⁠⁠ mainly through political‍​‌ marriages. I say⁠‌ “used to” because​‌ nowadays that is⁠ no longer necessarily⁠⁠ the case.

The​⁠ Kingdom of El​ Ras is a centralized state where⁠‍⁠ all power is‌​ concentrated in the​‍ royal family.

At‍‌ present, there are‍ almost no true⁠⁠‍ old nobles left⁠ with their own⁠‌ territories, except for‌ houses like Dunareff‍​‌ or Arden.

Most⁠⁠ nobles maintain their​‍ titles as officials⁠‌⁠ or court nobles,‌​‌ and naturally, political​⁠ marriages with court​ nobles whose positions‍ have limited terms⁠⁠‍ have decreased.

Lately,‌ they seem more​​‍ interested in capital‍ than in titles.⁠⁠

In‍ short, the idea‍⁠ of parents deciding​ marriages from childhood‍ is already a thing of the‍‍​ past.

Just‌⁠ look at how‌‍ my wives also⁠ never thought about​‌ fiancés or political⁠‌ marriages.

So⁠‍ then, what has⁠‍ become important now?​

Exactly—romance.⁠⁠⁠ Young noble heirs​ and the children​​​ of wealthy families​ enjoy fairly free​⁠‌ romantic relationships.

Even⁠‌ for nobles, the​​​ era of marriage​⁠ for love has​ arrived!

“Lady‌ Milena, would you​ grant me the⁠⁠‌ honor of accompanying‌‍​ you to the⁠ ball this time?”‍

“Oh,⁠‍​ with pleasure.”

In‍ the end, this‍ moment was bound‌ to come.

At‌‍ the Royal Academy,‌⁠⁠ there is a ball held at⁠​ the beginning of‍ the semester.

Upperclassmen‌​‍ congratulate the newly‌ admitted students, and‌ the newcomers dance‍⁠ for the first⁠ time with people⁠‍​ of the opposite‌ sex their age‍​‍ and socialize.

An‌ idea meant to​ strengthen relationships that⁠‍​ are still awkward​ at the start​ of the term.⁠​

The‍ problem is…

“And​ what are you​‍ going to do,​‌⁠ Shia?”

“……….”‍‍‍

Faced⁠ with Leni’s direct⁠ question, I couldn’t‍ answer.

To‌‍ be honest, it‍‍‍ was a problem‌‌ I hadn’t thought​​ about at all.⁠‍

“Well,​ if it’s Shia,‍‍‌ you could choose⁠‍ anyone.”

I don’t know why‍‌ Leni is so​​⁠ confident, but I suppose my sister⁠ made sure I had lots of‌​​ friends so I wouldn’t have a failed school life.⁠⁠

If‌⁠ I asked someone‍‌ to be my​​⁠ partner for the‌⁠ ball right now,⁠ I’d surely find⁠‌‌ one easily.

Although,⁠ normally it’s the‍ man who does⁠‌ the inviting, so‌⁠‍ I can’t make‌​ the first move.⁠‌

“Lady​ Shia! With me──!”‌‍​

“Lady‌ Shia! Please be⁠‌ my partner for⁠⁠ the ball──!”

“Lady‍​ Shia!”

“Lady​​ Shia!”

“Lady​⁠ Shia!!”

Damn⁠ it, isn’t this⁠ too much?

The⁠⁠​ season has arrived​ when already acquainted⁠​‌ classmates look for​​‌ partners for the‌‍⁠ ball.

The‍‌‍ problem is that‍ there are far⁠ too many guys‍​ inviting me.

And​‍‍ the biggest problem‍‌​ is that I am a man.‌

“Haah……”‌‌

“You’re⁠‍⁠ really popular. Why⁠ the sigh? Because⁠‍ there are too⁠​ many of them?”⁠⁠​

Leni‍ laughed as if‍ she thought I was bragging, without‌​ knowing what was‍⁠​ really going on.‌

It’s⁠⁠‍ not like I don’t understand the⁠⁠​ reason.

“My‍⁠ brother’s prestige is‌​‌ too strong. Everyone‍ wants to take‍​‍ advantage of that‍‍ to invite me,​ right?”

“……Wow,​‌ you really have⁠ no self-awareness.”

“Huh?”‌⁠‌

“If​‌ I didn’t know​‍ your personality, I’d​​‍ think you were‌​⁠ flirting like a fox.”

“What‌‌ are you talking‍‍ about?”

Leni‍ shook her head⁠⁠‌ after hearing my‍‌ reply.

At⁠⁠‌ that moment, Sinia‍⁠⁠ cautiously approached me.​⁠

“Uh…​ Lady Shia.”

“What⁠​ is it, Sinia?”‍‌‍

She‍‍⁠ looked somewhat uneasy.‌

“Has⁠‌​ Shia not found⁠⁠‌ a partner? If⁠‍‍ you want… should​ I introduce you‌‍‌ to some political‍⁠ relatives?”

“Umm…⁠ I think that⁠⁠​ will be impossible……”‍

Why‌‍ such little confidence?⁠‌‌

She’s‍‌⁠ already getting used⁠ to the prejudice​​ against northerners and​‌ all that, and‍ with Sinia’s beauty,‌‌‌ even a political‍‌‌ relative would be‌​​ interested.

“If​ it’s Shia, you’re​‌‌ pretty, anyone would​ have a hard‌‌ time rejecting you.”‍

“But⁠ there is someone⁠‍‍ I really want‌ to invite.”

Oh,​‌‍ has Sinia already‌‌ fallen in love?⁠ Who is the‌‍ guy who stole​ the heart of⁠ such a pretty‍ girl?

“Lady‌ Shia… have you‍​⁠ already decided on‍ your partner?”

“No,‌ not yet.”

Even‍‌ though I’m in‍‌ my sister’s body,‍ dancing with a man—what a thing.‌‍

Well,​ when Sirin was⁠ Park Sihoo, she‍‍‌ was put into⁠ crossdressing contests and‌ danced; dressed like⁠​⁠ that she looked‍‍ like a classic‌‌⁠ Eastern beauty.

Even​​ though inside she‌ was a woman.​​

“Well,​​⁠ I’ll have to​‍‌ choose someone.”

“Ugh…⁠​ if it were⁠ a woman it⁠​‌ wouldn’t matter, but‌ dancing with a man… it’s uncomfortable.”‌

“I-is​‍ that your preference?‌​ Then I also—”​

“Duchess‌‍ Sinia, wake up.​ This ball is​⁠ for male-female pairs.”​⁠‍

Leni⁠ stopped her.

“By‌‌‍ the way, do‌​ you have experience⁠ with dances like​‍ this?”

“A​‌ little.”

Even‌‌‍ if it doesn’t‍ seem like it,​‍ back in the‌‌‌ previous cycle I was Miruam’s consort.‌​

My⁠ experience with social⁠ dances mostly comes‍‍‌ from Miruam in‍ the previous life,‌​ and in this‌‌‌ one I’ve danced​‌​ with several people.‌⁠

“There’s‌⁠ no helping it.‌​ I’ll have to⁠‍​ go with one​ of the people‌⁠ who invited me.”​⁠

Honestly,‌​ I hope Shia​‍‍ returns to her‌‍⁠ original body before‍ then.

It⁠ would be a shame to lose‍‌ the first ball‍‍ like this.

“Wait⁠‌‌ a moment!”

Sinia⁠‌‌ suddenly stood up⁠‌⁠ and ran toward​⁠⁠ her older brother,‍ whom she had⁠​​ been glancing at​ for a while.‌⁠‌

– Hurry up or‍‌ I’ll do it⁠‌⁠ myself?

– W-wait, I’m not‍⁠ mentally prepared yet…‌​

I don’t know what​​​ she was saying​‌ to him, but​⁠ Sinia was elbowing‍‍‍ Calcion.

Come⁠ to think of⁠​ it, there was‌‍ also the option‌ of taking a family member as⁠‍ a partner.

If​‌ Shia doesn’t return⁠ to my body,​ saying I’ll go‍‍ to the ball⁠‍‍ with my brother‍ wouldn’t cause problems.‌

A little later, Sinia‌​ returned with Calcion.‌

“L-Lady⁠‌ Shia! My brother⁠ wants to say⁠​‍ something.”

“C-cough……”‍‍

Calcion‌ cleared his throat,​‌ looking uncomfortable. Just​ as he was‌‍⁠ about to speak‍ to me—

“Brother-in-law!”⁠‍

“Sister.”‍⁠

Almost‌ at the same‍ time, two voices‌ spoke from either⁠‍​ side of Calcion.‍ Robert Dunaleff and‌ Benjamin Rehem.

“Huh,⁠ what are you‌​ two doing here?”‌​⁠

The​ three barely listened⁠ to me; they‌ looked at each​‌ other, exchanging tense‌ glances.

“I’ll‍‍ speak first.”

“No,‍‌ I arrived earlier.”⁠

“I’m‍‌⁠ in a hurry,⁠ I’ll go first.”⁠⁠‍

That⁠‌⁠ strange standoff drew‍‍ the attention of‍‍‍ the entire class.​⁠

“Hey,‌⁠ you big guys.‌ Everyone’s staring at‍⁠ you. Hurry up⁠ and say what‌​‍ you came for⁠​​ and sit down.‌ Do you want‍‍ potatoes?”

The⁠‌ three looked around‍ awkwardly, then spoke⁠⁠‍ in unison.

“Sister-in-law,​​⁠ would you go⁠​‍ to the ball‌‌‌ with me this⁠ time?”

“Come⁠⁠ to the ball​ with me.”

“It‌​ would be an‌⁠​ honor if you‍‌ would be my⁠‌ partner.”

“………”‌‍⁠

As‍ expected, all three⁠ came for the⁠‍​ same reason.

– Kyaaaah!

– I’m going crazy,⁠ I’m going crazy!​

– All three at⁠​​ the same time?‌

– Even if he’s⁠​ a man… I don’t envy him!⁠​⁠

The⁠ murmuring was deafening,​‌‌ but I took⁠​ it calmly.

“Hmm…⁠​ how about I go with my⁠ brother-in-law?”

“R-really?!”​

My‍⁠⁠ brother-in-law’s face lit⁠​ up. Despite so‍ many invitations, I chose him for⁠ a reason.

“Well,​ we’re family, there‍‌​ won’t be gossip,‌ and it’ll be​​ the most peaceful.”‍‌

“T-that…?”​

Calcion‍ and Benjamin looked⁠‌‍ disappointed that they‍⁠‍ couldn’t dance with⁠‌‌ me.

“The‍ first dance will​‍ be with my​⁠​ brother-in-law. Then Calcion⁠⁠⁠ and Benjamin can‌​ come. We’ll just‌​‍ take turns.”

“I-is‍‌⁠ that allowed?”

“Well…‍‌⁠ at balls, partners​​ change constantly.”

I hugged the two⁠ of them and⁠​ smiled.

“A⁠​ dance is meant⁠ to be enjoyed.‍‍‍ Let’s move our‍‍ bodies with enthusiasm.”‍‌⁠

“I-I‌ see.”

“Good.‌‌‌ It still seems‍⁠ like there are‌‍ opportunities.”

Opportunities⁠‍ for what?

Anyway,‍⁠‌ even with two‌​ bodies, it wouldn’t​‌ be enough to‌‍⁠ dance with everyone‌‌⁠ who invited me.‌‍

Since​ the joint wedding,‍​ I’ve hardly attended‍ balls anymore.

Usually,⁠ I only danced‍ with Estelle or⁠‌​ Miruam at royal⁠⁠⁠ balls.

The‌‌ day of the​⁠‍ ball was approaching.‌

***‌

On⁠‍ the day of‌‍ the ball, carriages⁠ piled up in​‍​ front of the‍ women’s dormitory.

“There​‍ are so many……”⁠‌​

“The‌‍ ball will be‍ held in the⁠‌ ballroom of the‍ royal palace.”

Sinia‍ had already changed⁠⁠‍ into a dress‍‍⁠ in the kingdom’s‍ style.

A luxurious white dress⁠ that perfectly matched‌‍‌ her long, glossy​⁠⁠ black hair.

“You‌ look beautiful.”

“Ahem…⁠ it’s thanks to​ His Majesty the‌​ King’s consideration.”

My​‌ father-in-law, thinking of‌‍ Calcion and Sinia,⁠​‌ who came from‌‌​ the north and‍ were unfamiliar with‌ the kingdom’s culture,⁠‌ generously allocated a special budget.

At‌‌ a national level,​‌ the kingdom was​ making a considerable​‍​ effort to integrate​ with the northerners.‍‌‌

“But…”​

“Shia?”‌

I carefully adjusted the‍ pronounced neckline of⁠ her dress.

“It’s⁠⁠⁠ pretty, but isn’t‍ it too revealing?​‍⁠ Men are wolves.”‌

“B-but‌‌​ Shia isn’t a man, right?”

Why‍‍⁠ am I being​​⁠ dragged into this?‌

I placed a silver⁠ fox-fur stole around⁠​ Sinia’s neck.

“After​‍‍ today’s ball, it‌‌ seems orders for⁠ northern silver fox⁠​‌ stoles will increase.”​⁠‌

“That’s‍‌‍ also one of⁠ the goals.”

The‌ north also needed⁠‌⁠ economic independence, so​⁠​ in that regard​​ they were quite‍ meticulous.

Apparently,​‍‍ it had been‍⁠‍ Sinia’s idea; for‍⁠‍ her young age,​‍​ she had a very good head​​ on her shoulders.​‍

“Are‌ you going as⁠⁠ a pair with​‌​ your brother?”

“Yes…​​‍ although it’s a shame.”

“Why?‌‍ Was there a boy you liked?”​

“Among⁠‌⁠ the boys, no.”‍

Sometimes​‍‍ I don’t really‌ understand what Sinia⁠⁠ means.

“And‍⁠ you, Shia… will​⁠⁠ you be fine‌ dressed like that?”​​

Sinia⁠‍ looked at me​ with concern. Just‌ as she said,‍⁠‍ it wasn’t a typical feminine outfit.⁠

“Hehe.⁠‌​ What do you​​ think? Don’t I look cool?”

“Shia‍⁠ looks cool in‍ anything.”

What‌ I was wearing‌‍ wasn’t a feminine​ dress, but a women’s suit.

Rather‌‍ than dancewear, it⁠‌‌ looked like a professional outfit.

I was even wearing⁠‍‌ pants instead of‌‌ a skirt.

“In‌⁠​ the end, it’s​ a student ball.‌‍​ These days, they‍‌​ don’t really care⁠‍​ about those details.”⁠

Lunia,‌ who often wore​‌ women’s suits, also​‍ attended balls dressed‍​ like that.

The‌​ outdated idea that‌‌ women absolutely had‍​ to wear dresses⁠ seemed to be‌‌ fading away.

“Come⁠‍‌ on, let’s head‍‌ out already. With‌‍⁠ your looks, Shia,‌ the men are​​ going to drool~”⁠‍‍

“It’s‌⁠ enough for me​⁠ if just one⁠ person likes it.”​​

Sinia‍‌ shyly held out‍‌‌ her hand to‌⁠‍ me.

That​ gesture is usually⁠‌ a lady asking⁠⁠⁠ for an escort‌‌ from a knight—I​ don’t know why​ she was doing‍‍‌ it to me.​​

“Let’s‌‍ break the beat.”‌

Whatever.⁠ At the entrance,​ my brother-in-law was⁠ waiting, with a carriage decorated with⁠‍ golden potato flowers.​⁠

***‍

The‍ ballroom that the⁠‍ royal palace had​​​ lent for the‌ Royal Academy’s first‍⁠ ball felt quite⁠‌ familiar to me.​‌‌

I had danced here‌ with my wives​‍ more than once,⁠⁠‌ and coming without⁠ them felt strangely​ uncomfortable.

“Brother-in-law,​‌⁠ please take my‌ hand.”

“Oh,‍ you look like‍‍⁠ a knight today,‍​ brother-in-law.”

I took the hand​⁠⁠ of my brother-in-law,⁠⁠‍ Rovert Dunaleff, and‍‌ we entered the​‌‌ hall.

“Any‍⁠‍ news of my‌​ sister?”

“My⁠‍​ sister has been‍‌ very busy lately.‌ Actually, the one​​ who contacts me‌‌‌ more often is​ my sister-in-law.”

Well,‍‍ even though she‍​ is a goddess,‍⁠ unlike me, who⁠‌​ am practically unemployed,​ Marie had demolished‌ the old magic‌‍​ tower of the‌‍‍ Steel Army and,⁠​​ using the magicians⁠⁠‌ there as a base, had founded‍‍ a new magic⁠‌ tower in the⁠ south.

The‌‌ so-called Dunaleff Tower.​⁠ After the fall‍‌‌ of the old‌‌‍ tower, that place‌ became a kind⁠‌‍ of holy land‍‌ for magicians.

Marie​ was the owner‍⁠⁠ of that tower,‍​ so she lived‍‌‌ a much busier​ life than I did.

‘Even⁠​ so, she still​​ makes time to​​‌ go out with‌ me.’

They‍‌‌ should be arriving‍​⁠ any moment now.​‌ In any case,‍​ time passed and​⁠​ the music began‍​ to play, signaling‍‌ the start of​ the dances.

“Brother-in-law…‍⁠‍ would you grant‍⁠ me the first⁠ dance?”

“With​​‌ pleasure.”

Although​ I wasn’t entirely‌ accustomed to the‍ female role in‌​ social dances, I had danced while‌‌ switching roles with⁠⁠ Lunia or Sirin‌‍‍ on some occasions,‍⁠‌ so I handled‌‌ myself quite well.⁠⁠⁠

“It​‍ was a pleasure,‍ Lady Shia.”

“The​‌ pleasure is mine,⁠‍ young Rovert.”

“Then‌ it’s my turn⁠ now.”

Calcion‌‍ approached as soon‍ as the dance​ ended.

He⁠ took my hand‍ before the lingering‍ sensation could fade,‍ making Rovert frown,⁠‌ but Calcion didn’t⁠‍ pay it any​⁠ mind.

Since‌ he wasn’t accustomed​​‍ to the kingdom’s‌⁠ culture, it was‌ understandable.

The‍‍ next music began.‍

“Did​ you practice dancing,⁠​ boy?”

“I‍ tried. But… it‌​‍ wasn’t easy.”

I firmly took both​ of Calcion’s hands⁠​‌ and smiled at‍ him.

“Dancing⁠ is just about⁠​‌ enjoying yourself. Making⁠​⁠ mistakes or slipping​​​ is also part​‌​ of the dance.”‍‌⁠

“You…⁠⁠ are very different‌ from the other‌⁠‌ ladies.”

“That’s‌⁠‍ because I’m special.”‌⁠

Calcion‌ smiled faintly.

Look​⁠ at that—when he​⁠⁠ smiles, his face⁠​​ lights up.

“Shia…​ my lady. When‌‍⁠ this dance ends…”‍⁠​

“When​⁠ it ends?”

“No,‌ not yet. I’ll‍ tell you later.”​‍

“You’re⁠‍ so vague.”

After⁠‌‌ the dance with​‌‌ Calcion, it was​ Benjamin’s turn. He​‌‌ took my hand​‍⁠ with the same⁠⁠ gentle smile he‌ wore during mass.​

“You​ are very popular,​ my lady.”

“More‍​ than you, priest?”⁠​

“I​​​ turned down all‌‍​ the ladies’ invitations.”‌‌‍

Benjamin⁠​‍ made a small⁠⁠ pout.

“The‌​ ladies invited you‌​ to dance?”

“Yes.​​​ I turned them‌⁠​ all down. Unlike​ someone.”

“Come​‌​ on~ dancing with‌ several people is​ more fun. That’s⁠​ how you gain​⁠ experience.”

Benjamin​‍‍ sighed again and‌​ again.

“I‌‌⁠ know you’re not​⁠ aware of it,⁠‍⁠ but this is‍ already too much.”⁠

Too‌‍ much? What is?‌‍

“Well,‍‍​ little by little‍‌​ I’ll try to⁠‌​ stand out.”

And‍‍ so the ball‍​‍ ended. Benjamin discreetly⁠⁠ slipped a bag‍⁠ of cookies into⁠‍‌ my hand.

In‌‌⁠ addition to the⁠⁠ men who had‍‍ invited me as⁠​ a partner, I also danced with​ friends like Sinia‍ and Leni. Of⁠ course, I took‌ the male role.​‍‌

“You‌ have free time⁠‍ now. From here⁠‌ on, you may​ do as you‌⁠ please.”

At‍ last, the moment‍‌‍ I had been‌ waiting for.

I quickly approached the‍​ orchestra in charge​ of the royal‌ ball’s music.

“The…⁠⁠⁠ music?”

“It’s​ a song that⁠​‌ Lord Corin taught​​‌ us. Does Lady‍ Shia know it​​ as well?”

The‍​ orchestra happily accepted⁠⁠‌ my request, and⁠‌‌ soon the song‍​ I had asked​ for began to⁠‌ play.

“Brother-in-law?”⁠‌

“Lady‍​⁠ Shia?”

All‌ eyes focused on​​ me. I, under‍‍ the spotlight, raised‌ one finger toward​ the ceiling.

“Beat‌‌‍ on! Heart under​‌​ my music! My‌‌‌ rhythm! Let’s my⁠ tuuuurn!”

The‌⁠ reason I was⁠‌⁠ wearing pants wasn’t​⁠​ just because feminine‌‌ clothing felt uncomfortable.⁠‌⁠

— E-eh?

— Shia!?

— She’s spinning! She’s‌‍⁠ spinning the other‍‍ way!

— Shia Loch is​ spinning with her‌ head on the​​‍ floor!

Following‌‍‍ the Heavenly Demon’s⁠‌ Dominion Steps of‌⁠⁠ Michael Jackson Corin‌‌‍ Loch, and the⁠​‍ Heavenly Demon breakdance⁠‌‌ of Shia Loch,‍ they were engraved‌⁠‍ into legend.

***‍​

The​​‍ school life lived‍‌​ in my younger⁠⁠​ sister’s body reached‍⁠​ its second week‌⁠ and was resolved⁠‌ when Marie, Erin,‌​‌ Park Sirin, and‌⁠ Josephine joined forces⁠ to undo the‌ divine magic.

Phew…‍ for a moment‍‌‍ I thought everything⁠​‍ was going to​ hell, but thanks‍‍ to my competent⁠ wives and my​ adopted daughter, everything⁠‍ turned out fine.‍⁠⁠

“So‌‌ then, how was‌‌⁠ it? Being in⁠ a woman’s body.”​‍​

Sirin,‌ who contributed the​ most to undoing‍‌‌ the magic, asked⁠ while handing me‍‍ a cookie made⁠⁠ by Benjamin.

“Well,​⁠ nothing special. I acted as usual.”⁠⁠‌

“As​‍‍ usual?”

Sirin⁠​‌ looked at me​⁠ with a suspicious‍ expression. Is it‌‌​ just me, or‍‌‍ does she look‍⁠ uneasy?

“Brother!‍⁠ Brotheeeer!”

That⁠‌ was when it‌⁠ happened.

From‌‌ the first floor​ of our house‍​⁠ in the capital,‍​ where Marie and‌​ Erin were, my​​​ sister’s shout rang‌‌ out, and the⁠‍‌ door to my‌​‍ room burst open.​

“Brotheeeer!​ Ah! Sister-in-law… ahem.”‌‌

“Don’t​​ worry, miss.”

“What’s​⁠ going on, my‍ sister? Leaving the⁠ academy as soon‍​⁠ as it’s the​ weekend? Isn’t that​⁠⁠ being a bit‌​ careless with your‍⁠ studies?”

At⁠⁠​ my carefree question,⁠ Shia, now back⁠‍ in her original‍ body, exploded.

“Damn​​‍ brother! What the​ hell did you​ do with my‍‍ body?”

“What?”‍‌‌

“The​​‍ crown prince of⁠​​ the Potato Empire!‌⁠ The Grand Duke‍ of the North!⁠ The next cardinal!‌​‍ And not just‌ them—men and women​ are sticking to​​ me like flies!⁠‌ What did you⁠​‌ do!?”

“Huh?​‌ Aren’t they just‌‌‍ friends?”

“It⁠​​ was nothing like‍ a friends atmosphere!‌ What did you​​‌ do!? What the⁠‍ hell did you​ do!?”

“Hey,‍‍‌ you should be​⁠‌ grateful that this​⁠‌ brother made your‌‍​ start of the‍‍ semester S-rank. Seriously,​‌ sisters never know⁠ how to appreciate‍ things.”

“Don’t⁠​‌ drag it out,⁠‌ you damn lunatic.”‌

“Sorry.‌⁠⁠ I still have‌ a bit of​ refined noble lady⁠⁠⁠ style left.”

As​ I dodged Shia’s‍‍ complaints, I felt​⁠ a chill down​⁠‍ the back of⁠‌​ my neck.

“Brother?”‍​‍

“Sirin?”⁠‍⁠

“And‍‌ what did this⁠ damn one go​ and do now?”​

Sirin?‍‍ Wouldn’t it be​‌ “this damn guy”?‍‍‌ For a while,⁠ Shia complained that​‍ too many classmates​‌ were hitting on‌‍ her, but what‌ was truly shocking,‌‍‍ I learned much​​⁠ later, near graduation.⁠

My‌ sister turned out‌​ to be quite​​ talented too—just like‍⁠​ her brother.

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