Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

Lucas and the youth at reception... Carlos didn't see Leticiel using magic.

Finally, only three people (Siege, Lucas and Carlos) on this occasion heard of that explosion. Definitely because I surveyed the area with the magic of detection in mind.

So Leticiel, good thing they don't know anything about it, used the technique he had acquired in his previous life to drop the two of them.

Drossel was dating Mirandaletto's after-school practice, but when Sieg happened to pass there and the three of us started practicing magic, Sieg let the magic run wild, leading to this noise.

That was a fabricated report full of lies.

Why did you bring up Zeke, because the school directors somehow mistakenly thought this noise was caused by Zeke.

Sieg, whose name was used on his own, was laughing bitterly, but I'll apologize later, so I want you to give me a break this time.

Worth the pause and explanation, Carlos was lightly fooled...... Cohon, he convinced me. You think Lucas will clean it up as he didn't make this petite noise, too?

"It was a little surprising. I thought Carlos was going to talk to the dean anyway."

Sieg has turned a troubled smile as he dropped off two disappearing backwards outside the training ground. Leticiel distracts himself softly from that gentle grin.

"Drossel Noah Filialeggis is incapacitated without magic and cannot use magic. That's fine."

"... after all, didn't you want them to know?

"I don't regret what I taught Sieg. I'm sorry I took the liberty of using your name more than that."

"I don't mind. Because in that state, it's easiest to use my name."

Leticiel unexpectedly sighs in relief that Zeke is not angry.

"By the way, what is Miss Drossel doing here?

"Is that me? I was just teaching magic to a friend here."

"Nice to meet you! It's Mirandalette Lulu Waldo!"

"Thank you for your kindness. My name is Sieg Violis."

Leticiel watches quietly the two people who introduce themselves to each other.

She stopped the school principals in case anything about herself became a rumor in the school.

Leticiel doesn't want to stand out and have extra relationships with others. Her ratings at school are inferior and incompetent ice demons. I'm not willing to let extra information come out and get my attention.

The events in the Great Conference Room are immediately laid down by the school director. But unlike the teachers, I can't expect that from the students. It is visible that it diffuses quickly if given any information.

Anyway, Lucas is going to talk to the students if they can question him. I want to continue to use this place frequently.

Besides, I just let a lot of runoff happen today. Fortunately, the students didn't seem to care, but I don't want to stand out any more.

I want to look back on my surroundings, what a great ideal Leticiel does not have. She is indifferent to the people around her. That's why I want to live quietly rather than be obsessed.

Besides, magic is a technology not found in this day and age. If you go around and get to the top of the country, it's a real hassle. You won't be able to live as you've always been, and if you suck, there's a chance you'll follow a closed course for the rest of your life for research.

I'm so sorry about my life being used by others.

"Both of you, please don't say anything else about magic, though (...)?

"" Yes!

Pressing caution while lowering the ambient temperature slightly, the two quickly extended their spines to mouth the affirmation.

"Shall we go home too?"

"Right! Dear Drossel, thank you for today!

"Yeah. But Master Mira, it's a secret to your house, too, right?

"I know!

Nodding forcefully, Mirandaletto went home in a mood that seemed to skip out.

Leticiel walks out to drop him off and ask me to go home too, turning around realizing that Fujiki is not moving off the spot.

"... Sieg won't go home?

"I live in a dorm, so I'm going straight to the back of the school."

Just kidding. Leticiel just shrugs his shoulder at Sieg. As always, her facial expressions pierce her faceless expression.

"Do you mind if I teach you about magic tomorrow?

"... are you going to tell me?

"Yeah, it's just gonna increase one to two, and if you even promise not to say anything else, fine."

"Of course that is. Thanks...! Looking forward to it."

"..................!?

To Leticiel's words, Sieg let his face shine. It is not a paste-like pale smile that I have ever seen, but a full smile that seems delightful from the bottom of my heart.

On that so childish and beautiful smile, Leticiel's thought circuit stopped for a moment. Leticiel, who got a few seconds of freeze and rebooted, earned one lesson.

(Yeah, you can't fool around with the destructive power of aesthetic smiles for now)

Returning her gaze, Zeke pulled in the sparkling smile earlier sometime and looked at this one with a worrying face.

"By the way... aren't you already home picking up your carriage at this hour?

"Oh, I don't mind. You just have to go home with a metastasis."

"............... is that, too, magic?

"Yeah, it's limited to places I've been, but I can set my travel time and distance to 0."

"Really, that's an interesting force"

Sieg smiles a lot. I see, is this the social dictionary? It's a craftsmanship Leticiel can't do a bit with his facial expressions solidified.

"Then I shall go now, Miss Drossel"

"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow"

"Yes."

Finally, with a refreshing grin, Sieg left the refreshing and magical training ground.

Leticiel continues to stand still on the spot even after he can no longer see behind it, activating the procedure of metastasis with a small sigh.

A metastasis is a magic trick that works on a magic vegetable that is where you are and where you want to travel, and makes those two places in tune to create a warp gate. I have to have the image of the destination established, so it can only be used where I have been.

Fugnali and the surrounding scenery distorted, and when it healed, Leticiel was in his room. I woke up this morning, it's that room.

(... ok, if you've used it a few times, you'll get used to it and feel it again)

Leticiel casually looked around the room with that in mind, eyes to eyes with the man in the swallow tail suit standing in front of the table.

"... Huh? Drossel...... lady...?

Her exclusive butler...... Luvik was surprised by her own husband, who suddenly appeared behind her back.

I'm usually supposed to be back with Krista, but I never came back today. My husband today because things were weird overall, Luvik was weirdly restless, urrowing through the mansion and checking my husband's room frequently.

What do you mean it shows up as a ghost while it was turning its back indoors? She has no magic. You shouldn't be able to use magic. In the first place, Luvik doesn't know such strange magic.

Ruvik, who had managed to rotate his thoughts to extremes of confusion and mobbed his mouth to say something, swallowed all his voice at the words his master had said.

"Luvik, you haven't seen anything. I was already in this room when you walked into this room. Right?"

Drossel is telling Luvik. He told me to pretend not to look. Tell no one to talk about it. Feeling an unspeakable force in its eyes, Luvik is breathtaking.

He was noble as Rin and fell in love with her beautiful figure. I wonder why no one tries to figure out how good this one is. Before the divine elegance and beauty reminiscent of the goddess of the moon, even the Duchess of Filialeggis, known as the Hua of the social world, looks sumptuous.

"Whatever you say, Miss Drossel"

Leticiel stared with inner relief as Luvik took his finest thanks. Think of it, he's Drossel's exclusive butler. Nothing's wrong with being in the room.

Huh? I thought you just forgot you existed?... you might say so.

"I see you have a reason. I'm not going to force you to ask, but could you at least tell me how you got back?

"... right. It's not something you can hide forever."

Confirming that there were no third parties around him, Leticiel briefly briefed Luvik on the circumstances. He briefly explained the sorcery and then also told him that he had memories of previous life.

Of course, I haven't given you a name from a previous life or anything like that.

"... - I see, I mean, the lady remembers living in a distant past, and the... magic? That's the power of that era."

"That sort of thing. Just don't tell anyone else about this. Even in the face of the Duke's house."

There is no doubt that memories and sorcery will develop into trouble at dawn when we learn about them because they are such a hassle. I don't want to do anything cumbersome, wasteful and unproductive to relate to them.

"Okay. I swear I won't say anything else about this."

"Thank you, Luvik"

Luvik is Drossel's exclusive butler, but his employer is the Duke.

Exactly. Leticiel is also not going to turn against his employer and tell him to hide it yet, but Luvik promised not to tell his employer either.

Apparently, this body wasn't packed with all relationships. Leticiel smiles softly.

"I'd like to eat, by the way."

"Yes, I did. Let's go to the dining room."

Leaving the room following Luvik. Some of the misguided servants on the road said, "Uh, when? He looked like," but keep the look of the iron wall through there.

It was when I was walking through the hallway on the ground floor. When he heard a voice from the outside, Leticiel turned his eyes toward the garden.

There were six figures of the Duke's family in the garden at night. Looks like they're laughing at each other surrounding Christa.

The gardens of the Duke's house beneath the heavens are still wonderful, colorful and gorgeous when seen during the day, but mysterious as if it were a snowy scene, stained with silver in the midst of a sober moonlight.

……

"... Lady, are you all right?

"Yeah, I'm fine. The garden was so fantastic, I fell in love with it."

"Really............... Huh? Is it that way?

"Oh, is there anything else?

To Drossel proclaiming Sile, Ruvik feels his stomach, which should have healed this morning, start to tingle and ache again.

"Uh... we have family members"

"Right, there you are. What's that?

".................. are you sure you don't want me to go?

"I'm not going. How does that happen?

Once Drossel was bound to want to mix up there when he saw where his family was clustered. I want you to look at yourself, don't just look at my sister, I always stuck around even when I said that and my family was cold with me.

Even against his fiancé, the First Prince, he was sweet and whispering love. When my sister approached her fiancée, she always had eclampsia, cursing, exciting violence and crying.

Luvik told his husband about it without covering it up.

………

When he finished listening to Luvik, Leticiel thought, 'Drossel, what a silly daughter you are'.

Apparently, Drossel wanted her family, her fiancée to love her. But her efforts will not be rewarded, and they all think of Drossel only as a disturber. And I will continue to be a disturber.

"... I see, I get it. Which means I've been wasting a lot of valuable time in my life."

"Ha............ yes?

"What a waste I was doing. From now on, let me take all the meals to your room. If I had time to go to the dining room, it would be so meaningful to do whatever I wanted."

"Huh? Oh, yes, I get it..."

"Then let's go, Luvik. I'd love to have dinner soon."

"To? Yes?

Leticiel distracts himself from the Dukes with his eyes as if seen even at a stone's throw on the side of the road. Already her thoughts are full of things about dinner and she doesn't care about her family or anything like that anymore.

And Ruvik, who follows her as she holds down her eyebrows, had a hunch like the rest of the HR that she would even swing at this other guy from now on.