The Incompetent Bratty Prince is out (3/4 chapters)
Immediately Give Ulysses a tour of the Royal Academy
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“How, how does it look? Is it strange?” (Ulysses)
Ulysses, who had changed into the Royal Academy uniform, repeatedly asked me for confirmation.
As for whether it looks strange or not… Well, since it’s a ready-made uniform, it doesn’t fit his body size quite right, and honestly, he looks like a girl playing around in a boy’s uniform.
“I think it’s fine. However, since it looks like the size is off, we’ll go have Ulysses’ uniform tailored on a day off or something.” (Harold)
“Y-Yes.” (Ulysses)
Hmm, hmm. Unlike Wilfred, Ulysses responds so honestly, and I truly think that if he were my brother. Well, the only people he knows here at the Royal Academy are us, so there’s not much to be done about it. And… he’ll probably have a hard time making friends at the Academy because of his background.
“Well then, I think classes should be ending soon, so let me show you around the school building.” (Harold)
“Y-Yes!” (Ulysses)
After giving him some polite words, Ulysses nodded obediently.
The truth is, I’m only showing him around the school to identify the male student who had been bullied by Warren. Of course, I understand that I’ve been doing terrible things to him. But for my own self-preservation… in order to survive in this ‘Enhaz’ world, I brought Ulysses, who could have lived peacefully in the town of Sarso, out here and ruined his life.
Thinking about it this way, I really am the ‘incompetent bratty prince,’ aren’t I? I can only find solutions by sacrificing others.
With that in mind, I put on a kind-looking mask of a smile and led Ulysses around the academy. Along the way, some students frowned when they saw him. They probably realized that he was Norz.
Then…
“Damn it! I thought you’d only shown up after two months, so why do you have so many girls serving you?” (??)
Lloyd, who was in the same class, came up to me and shouted in a pathetic voice.
“No, no! It’s not just girls. There is a boy here too…” (Harold)
“Where the hell are they!? And what’s with the prince flaunting himself like that?!” (Lloyd)
“Eh…?” (Harold)
Apparently, to Lloyd, even though Ulysses is wearing a male uniform, he only looks like a girl to him.
Is his eyesight really that bad? But… I can’t say that for sure either. Actually, even though I said we didn’t need to use honorifics, the truth is, today is only the tenth day I’ve known Lloyd, including today. His sense of distance is a little off. Well, whatever.
“Fine, fine… Here, this is Ulysses Stone. He’ll be in the same class as us, so make sure you get along with him, friend.” (Harold)
It’s not that I mind him being friendly.
“O-Oh, a guy!? R-Really…?” (Lloyd)
“Really.” (Harold)
“I see… I’m Lloyd Sancroft. Nice to meet you.” (Lloyd)
“Y-Yes. Nice to meet you!” (Ulysses)
Ah, Ulysses bit his tongue. Apart from me, he’s meeting his first male classmate, so he might be nervous in a different way.
“Well then, we’ll continue showing Ulysses around, so…” (Harold)
“Ah, oh… By the way, you’re going to start taking classes tomorrow, right?” (Lloyd)
“Of course!” (Harold)
I smiled as I answered Lloyd’s worried question.
Haha, he’s surprisingly the type to worry… or maybe he’s just good at looking after others. He probably has a personality that can’t leave people alone. But… Lloyd’s sleazy gaze toward Ulysses… Is he going to be alright?
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“Up here is the building where the second-year classes are held…” (Harold)
After showing him the first-year building, we next headed toward the second-year building, where Warren’s class was located. It was finally time for Warren and Ulysses to meet.
Also, Liz and Carla joined us, with Liz giving me a sharp look and Carla sending a glare toward Christia.
Putting the Saint aside, there is no reason for people to look at me like that… Sigh…
“If I’d known this would happen, I should have skipped class too.” (Liz)
“Absolutely. How much do you think I searched for you, Saintess-sama after you ran off from class?” (Carla)
Yeah, Carla’s anger is understandable. From her position, it would be unbearable for her to have her charge running off without permission.
“Well, well, let’s go.” (Harold)
We entered the second-year building and walked down the hallway. The second-year students were staring at us with curiosity.
By the way, Warren’s lackeys, who had caused trouble at the party, were expelled from the Royal Academy after their wrongdoings from the previous year were revealed. They were even disowned by their families and are currently awaiting trial as criminals.
So, we won’t be running into those guys.
Then…
“Class A…” (Harold)
We approached the classroom where Warren’s Class A was.
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