The plain and unnoticed me is no more

A month has passed since Elaine, a childhood friend, was chased from school.

He was expelled from the mansion two weeks after the party, as he said.

He's been sick since then, but I don't think I'm going to send him to the convent. His grandfather is truly unforgiving.

I knew my parents wouldn't be able to stop my grandfather, but my brother Luke couldn't be on his side.

That's what happened, but I don't have any grudges against him personally. Instead, she felt terrible sympathy for Elaine, who was showing off her happy Highness and Sandra and being despised.

What am I doing here when I want to be next to Princess Elaine, and I can't help but ask him to put me on His Highness Frederick's side? Elaine should have been on our side, but now he's fallen.

Who ended up spreading that rumor? The suspicion that Elaine was hiding in His Majesty's sight and was close to me came from nowhere. Because of that, I couldn't get close or talk to him to protect his honor. She's not someone, and Elaine's not that kind of woman.

So I quickly hit my hand and behaved as if I was still dumping on Sandra, and the rumors disappeared by leaving him, but I wanted to listen to him who might be worried about His Highness and Sandra, but I couldn't do anything at the heart of the matter. If only I could hear your troubles, I might not have had a stupid idea of getting Sandra attacked.

I don't know what His Majesty's thoughts are, but he did something extra. If he hadn't been obsessed with His Highness Frederick, Elaine would have stayed clean. Sandra's jealousy has taken your heart away from you? I don't understand the femininity, even though it was treated with great care.

I used to hang out with him when I was young. I was well scolded for picking my mother's precious roses and the gardener's grass and flowers in the garden of my mansion to make a flower crown.

The man with the flower crown on his head had long hair dancing in the wind and shining through the light of the sun, as if he were a real angel. I was adorable in the light, and no matter how many times my mother scolded me back then, I didn't stop making flower crowns for him.

It was my first love.

When I first met Elaine, who was decorated on our stairs and yearned for the angels in the paintings, I was struck by lightning. Afterwards, when I frequently met her face, not only was she cute in appearance, but she also had a good personality, and it was not long before I liked her.

But unlike her who behaves brightly, I knew that I was enduring harsh discipline from my grandfather at home, and I saw the marks of abuse on my feet and vowed to protect myself, but how about that, instead of keeping my promise...

I was starting to wonder if I was really doing the right thing that day. No matter how much you planned to assault the Virgin, you didn't have to go that far.

I saw his frightened face, and honestly, my heart moved. However, I don't think I should be confused, and I put my strength into my hands at the next moment.

He had nothing to resist if he objected. I felt irritated by the evil of the past, which was unusual and clean and did not plead guilty. He knew I had Sandra's escort, and he was disappointed he let me attack him.

I wanted to believe you, but I did what I could to leave evidence. If it wasn't for that, I could have trusted you.

I don't like Sandra as much as the others, but when I was first attacked, I was driven by the sense of purpose that I had to protect her when I saw her, because she was really scared of being killed.

The first raid was a professional assassin, definitely trying to kill him. I managed not to hurt her, but if someone hadn't passed by at that time, we wouldn't have both been safe. I told them I had escaped in front of everyone, but if those men hadn't run, our lives would have been in danger.

The second raid was supposed to be just a threat, because there was no lethality and there was a lot of waste of movement, so I guess I hired a town thug instead of a professional.

But now that I think about it, I still wonder if that Elaine was able to negotiate with the chimps in downtown. If a woman burns with jealousy, I was convinced at that time by other people's words that I could do that kind of thing. Is that so? After that, of course, I searched for them, but I couldn't get any information, so I blamed them at the acquittal. It's kind of too much. What the hell did you want me to do just a few days before the party, with you and everyone around you attacking like a threat? Did you think that Sandra, who tried to stay away from His Majesty even though she was about to be killed, would be frightened by such threats now?

Last I saw, Elaine's disappointed face couldn't get out of my head. At that time, for some reason, I felt like I had been abandoned.

"Um... Master Evan, are you alone now? There's something I want to talk about."

After school, a friend of Elaine's talked to me unusual when I was thinking alone on a bench in the courtyard. Sure she is, Countess Maria Calvani. Elaine and I should have been particularly close. Now that he's gone, what do you want to talk to me about? You want to blame me for hunting down Elaine in a group? Then do as much as you can. You can blame me and hit me. To that extent, what I did to Elaine will not be written off.

"Anything?

"I don't think Elaine would be happy to do this, but maybe you should know...."

What are you trying to say? Aren't you here to blame me?

"I will tell you all the facts we know. After listening to this, don't check the facts, keep it in mind, feel free to do whatever you want."

"So, what are you talking about, Elaine?

"Yes, the harassment that Elaine is doing on your side is virtually unrooted. First of all, about the ink, it started with Sandra trying to steal Elaine's ink jar. How many people, including me, have seen it? In an attempt to deceive her, she hid it in her own dress, didn't even hear Elaine stop it, and the lid came off and wiped a little bit of zero ink with her skirt. Elaine didn't blame her, she said she would give it to me if she liked it, and she gave her her favorite ink jar along with the new ink.

Those who were approaching Sandra looked down the hall, the son of Count Paulie. He saw where he began to wipe the floor with his skirt and ran somewhere. I know that he told His Highness. At that party, Elaine complained with her own eyes that she should not speak anything, so she put up with testifying. He is worried that even if you put yourself in such a difficult situation, you don't want to get involved with us. I'm sure you're familiar with that, too, Evan. "

I know such things better than anyone. Still, the instructions they had were definitely Elaine's. I also checked the handwriting, but it was very similar to the letter I received a long time ago. And he loves the rare, green blue ink he gets from Alford. That's something special that nobody in this school uses.

"... wait, did you ink Sandra? Well, even if it wasn't him, it would mean that he soiled his clothes with that blue ink. Could it be possible to write the instructions? Sandra's a virgin, isn't she? You mean the Virgin lied?

I was confused, everything I believed was flipped over, and my thoughts didn't fit well. Anyway, what I can tell you now is that Elaine is no longer the killer. On the other hand, I was delighted to know the foolishness of what I had done, and my heart was twitching and it was all at once bloodthirsty.

What have I been deluded by?

I should have trusted him unconditionally.

At this time, I realized who I was, and I was crushed by regret that I wanted to die.

"Come on....? We only tell the truth. It doesn't include speculation. We had no idea that Sandra was making such a complaint to His Highness. There was no bullying between us and Sandra. Everything Elaine had me stop beforehand. She was complaining about her disgust with that fancy Katie group, and Elaine was just embarrassed. That was also when Sandra was visiting His Highness. And yet, it was as if I had been told directly. At least one of us at this school was always working with Elaine. Because that's what my father told me. So I don't have a chance to harass her one-on-one. If you insist that you did it, it doesn't make sense if we're not punished, too. Please expel us all."

If you remove all these girls from school, the reputation of the school will fall to the ground. This is the correct school from which the kings of all generations have come, and graduating from it will also be a status of nobility.

However, the following week, they left school in the form of a transfer, not a withdrawal. All those who put their shoulders on Elaine gathered before His Highness First Prince Wilfred.

And when I started looking into Sandra's case, there was a report of a fire at her parents' house. I wanted to make sure I actually had Elaine's ink, but neither the ink jar nor the ink jar were found from the burn marks.