I Remember That You Must Not Neglect The Heroine (1)

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“Ah, geez, this is exhausting.” (Harold)

It had been a week since I safely returned from the Romania Empire.

I was staring at a mountain of paperwork piled up endlessly In the study room of the royal palace. Apparently, while I was away, no one had taken care of my duties as the Third Prince.

Especially so…

“Your Highness Harold, what has happened?” (Monica)

“…Well, I thought someone might have taken care of this… even a little. I won’t say who.” (Harold)

I pointed at the stack of papers and said this with plenty of sarcasm to Monica, who was cleaning the room. I thought that much help from my maid was the least she could do.

“Huh? You wanted me to throw it away?” (Monica)

“Why would I do that!?” (Harold)

Monica put her index finger to her lips and tilted her head, saying something like that.

Ah, I understand. She’s pretending to be clueless on purpose.

“…Enough. I’ll go take a break in the courtyard.” (Harold)

“Please take care.” (Monica)

Escorted by Monica’s farewell, I left the study.

Normally, I lived in the dormitories of the Royal Academy, but to finish my backlog of work, I had been spending time in the palace. Xandra activated her “Dragon’s Favor” and dyed her eyes blood red, trying her best to stop me, but Monica wisely convinced her it was no good to delay my work this time. Usually, she would add fuel to the fire, so at that moment I tilted my head in confusion.

“Oh?” (Harold)

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw the Second Prince Raphael looking downcast.

I have a bad feeling.

Without calling out to him, I turned around to leave, but…

“Oh!” (Harold)

Bad luck struck, and I bumped into the First Prince Cardis.

“Harold, have you finished your work?” (Cardis)

“N-not yet, I just came here for a break…” (Harold)

I said that and glanced sideways at Raphael.

I meant to silently tell Cardis that I was trying to avoid Raphael.

“…Leave him be. He was just rejected by Liliana the other day.” (Cardis)

“Rejected?” (Harold)

Huh? Isn’t it normal for Liliana to ignore him? Raphael isn’t the kind of guy to get depressed over something like that. If anything, he’s the scheming type.

“When I heard about it, I hesitated to approach him myself. Not only did Liliana not brush him off casually as usual, but she refused even to look at him, completely ignoring him.” (Cardis)

“Whoa…” (Harold)

That’s definitely unusual for Liliana. She’s always hungry for meat… Well she is, after all, the carnivorous protagonist of Galhaz, Liliana Abbott.

“Um… just to be clear, Brother Cardis, you’re on good terms with Liliana, right?” (Harold-)

“I have no problem. I brought her meat yesterday, and she greeted me with her best smile. I plan to see her again today.” (Cardis)

“I see…” (Harold)

It seems the feeding of Liliana is going well, which is good, but at this rate, maybe they should just marry, that Liliana. Well, whatever.

“Well then, I’ll get back to work.” (Harold)

“Yeah. I should head to her place soon too.” (Cardis)

Even though they hadn’t made any promise, Cardis acted as if it was natural.

Is it just me, or is there a melancholic aura stained with meat juice drifting from his back? No, it’s just my imagination. Still…

“…Maybe I should at least hear her out once.” (Harold)

Muttering this, I returned to the study room.

 

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“Huh? You’re saying I ignored His Highness Raphael?” (Liliana)

The next day at lunchtime, I asked Liliana about Raphael while treating her to a large portion of meat, and she reacted like that. At least from her behavior, she didn’t seem to have any strange feelings toward Raphael.

“W-well, Brother Cardis said that something happened between the two of you recently, so…” (Harold)

“I don’t know about that. Everything is as usual… oh, wait.” (Liliana)

Liliana scratched her head but suddenly clapped her hands as if she’d remembered something.

“His Highness Raphael hasn’t brought me any meat lately!” (Liliana)

“Oh…” (Harold)

He probably doesn’t try to speak to her because he knows he will be ignored. In other words, he’s afraid of getting hurt by being ignored again. However, Liliana did not show any signs of ignoring Raphael. Rather, the conversation seemed slightly out of sync.

“I’m glad you told me.” (Harold)

“No problem! I’m only grateful to you, Haru-san, for all this meat!” (Liliana)

I stood up and left the cafeteria.

“…What do you think?” (Harold)

“She doesn’t seem to be lying. If so, it might be best to confirm His Highness Cardis’  story.” (Aexandara)

“That’s what I thought…” (Harold)

I nodded at Xandra’s answer.

After all, this time I only heard about it from Cardis. So, I should hear it from the person involved.

After school, I went to the second-year classroom where Raphael was, accompanied by Xandra and Monica.

 

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