The Villainess Comes Back in Time to Find the One Who Truly Loved Her One Week Before Dying

I teach swordsmanship at the School of Magic.... Yeah, I honestly don't know what that means either. How could a new "swordsmanship" subject have been established in the school of witchcraft, which is supposed to teach "magic," and I have been chosen as its instructor if I am not a knight or a native of this country?

Apparently, lady... not Chelsea and Lady Reinhardt moved behind it, but is it too much of a force for anything? I just set up a swordsmanship subject in the school to learn magic in the first place, do any students take that stuff?

... Well, I guess Chelsea will take the course.

Since I started working as a lecturer at the school and Chelsea was to be admitted to the same school as a student, we decided to change the way we've been called.

Her hope was the calling of "Chelsea," and I suggested in "Mr. Chelsea," but now it's not going to give way, so I decided to call her "Chelsea" when I'm alone or when I'm with Eileen. Besides, the flow also led me to stop saluting. I'm still not used to it.

Of course, male instructors call it "Mr. Rosedale" in front of other students because it's not a good idea to make only certain female students a first-name call.

She started calling me "Doctor". Except when I'm with other students, it's basically "Mason" as always, but he liked the way I called it "Seike ♡" just a little tongueless, and I often call it "Seike ♡" when we're alone and it's sweet.

... bruises and cute ones.

By the way, at a time when we were supposed to abandon Chelsea, we were also supposed to call each other in abandonment with Irene, who is coming to school with us as Chelsea's exclusive maid.

As for her, she said she was glad to call her away for a long time, and at this time when she changed the way Chelsea called her, it was suggested that she should finally change the way she called herself as well. She and I are like best friends of the same sex, so this one sticks.

So, it's a swordsmanship subject I was worried about… unexpectedly, it became a popular subject for me. For students who originally thought of the military and adventurer's path as their post-graduate path, there seemed to be a need for lectures that could learn the basics of melee warfare.

He also said that my name had sold quite a bit throughout the kingdom as well as locally, due to the fact that I had so far worked my way out to crusade demons in Rosedale Reinhardt, and that "if you can see that celebrity sword moves live, it's worth a visit even then" killed a tour hopeful.

... I was just getting famous because I was having a party with Chelsea.

And I thought it might also be necessary to have an entertaining element for the students who would come on tour, and I think it would have been nice to ask Eileen to help me and Eileen to actually make the arrangements. Many students were trying to impress me with admiration.

... I'm glad you didn't lose. I still manage to keep up with each other's strengths, to that genius. There's nothing more I can teach her from me, though.

The demonstration worked, and quite a few of the students who visited the tour decided to take the course even though it was not an army or adventurer aspiration. The same goes for His Highness Kyle, the second prince of this country, for example. No, is the prince, in a way, also the commander of the army in the future?

... and I didn't think you were going to teach the prince swordsmanship. You don't know what's in life.

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And well, although the swordsmanship subject brings together a lot of students besides thoughts and the instruction itself is going well, honestly, I was feeling pretty uncomfortable at school.

I want you to think about it. This school is basically a school of magic learning. That means that faculty and students are basically all magicians. And since magic holders in this country are often aristocrats, most teachers and students are of aristocratic origin.

In the meantime, I have no magic whatsoever, I come from civilians and foreigners. I think you're like a crow lost in a swan herd. I don't feel half out of company.

Chelsea would come to me as long as she had time, and Eileen started to chat and hang out more often than before about whether she had less work to do than when she was at the Rosedale Mansion. But clearly, when my heart rested in this school, it was about when I was with those two.

In the meantime, Chelsea, who beat the top grades in both writing and practice on the admissions test, was named to the Student Council Executive Branch.

Chelsea was duly elected because the student council executive department at this school would be chosen to be a royal or leading aristocrat student, an overwhelmingly highly magical student, and then an extremely good grader on the admission test.

So, it seems that its student council executive department is not just a member of the school's student council division, but a group that falls under the so-called "inner circle" where being chosen for it promises to enter the elite courses of the Demonic Kingdom in the future. Well, it's natural for Chelsea to be chosen in any case.

Whatever happened to being chosen for it, Chelsea got pretty busy. Because in addition to my regular classes and research, I also had to do executive work.

I was trying to drastically cut my sleep to get the most out of my busy schedule, so I took care to stop doing that.

"But..." I've eaten down, so I rarely said "you weren't listening to anything I said" a little harder, and for some reason I was a little happy to say "... yes".

... I've been thinking for a while, maybe Chelsea, are you willing to m a little bit?

Nevertheless, it was myself who was more sorry than anyone that I had less time with Chelsea, who is honestly also an oasis of my heart. Besides, the fact that the student union executive department working with her is all about beautiful men… to be honest, it was a lie.

The most prominent would still be His Royal Highness Kyle, the second prince. Should it also be the man version of Lady Reinhardt? In a nutshell, he was a perfect beautiful boy.

Gentleman and material soft personality on a face as neat as disgusting, aura full of elegance and majesty. He was impeccable in terms of ability, and the results of the entrance test were second in writing and in practice. What a rarity for him to be royal like that, and that he still hasn't decided on a fiancée when he's fifteen.

Another female student's aspirational target is sophomore Lucas Violet. It is a warrant for the "Three Grand Dukes" of the same size as the Rosedale family. She's a silent lone wolf type and has a reputation for being "a cold-blooded handsome guy with a dangerous scent somewhere".

They have all sorts of other types of handsome guys in the student council executive, like "Players for Color" and "Intelligent Handsome Student Chairman".

I don't know... when I ask about the profile of a member of the Student Council Executive, I feel so miserable that the world where Chelsea should be is there and not next to me... I don't know who I am after all.... Your Highness Kyle and Chelsea look so good already.

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In such a stressful school life, I had found only one pleasure. It was a junk food buyer.

Rosedale's mansion was a short distance from downtown, and for once, I was committed to staying by her side as long as possible because I was in a position to be Chelsea's exclusive escort. So it wasn't an environment where you could easily enjoy the taste of the common people.

But what a five minute walk from the main entrance the school took to get out of the local shopping district, and that's what Wang Du should be, there were numerous gourmet dishes, some of which even served local food from my birthplace.

After a long time of enjoying plenty of junk food, I only used shopping mall stores recently, except when I was dining with Chelsea.

One of my favorite ways of enjoying the taste of ordinary people was to take out junk food and sit on a school bench and enjoy it all by myself. Of course, I would do anything that tastes better in the store.

So, the canal-side bench at this school has a great view, and lunchtime is very mixed, but near the old school building on the mountainside, where few people come, there were several benches lined up as if they existed for booty rice, and that was where my favorite lunch was.

Even that day I went out to the mall and recently took out some haunted fish and chips and laid back on my usual bench.

The next holiday I invited Chelsea, Eileen, and for the first time in a long time, someone called me the moment I tried to carry my first potato into my mouth, thinking I'd even go on a quest with the three of us.

"... Dr. Beckford?

That's the voice of a woman you've heard somewhere. Who is it?

"...? Uh, Mr. Westwood"

There, one of my students taking my swordsmanship class, sure it's a holy attribute? Is that a light attribute? Anyway, Rebecca Westwood stood prominent from on campus for manipulating the magic of attributes as rare as Chelsea's.

"Are you dining here?

"... Yes. And Mr. Westwood?

"Yes, coming up.... ahhh! Fish and chips...!"

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When I realized I was excited about Fish and Chips, Mr. Westwood was sitting on the same bench as me.

Apparently she's from a civilian, and she hasn't eaten junk food since school, so she's been asking me questions about where I can buy fish and chips.

It's a five-minute walk from the main entrance, explaining that you can buy all kinds of other junk food, and as far as I'm concerned, I wanted to end the conversation, but how dare she spread the discourse from there about the difficulty of doing it as a civilian in this school and the cultural shock she suffered.

Well, there were certainly many parts of the story that I could empathize with...

If she stays like this, she'll spread out the lunch that she brought to the end and start eating... Um, I was going to enjoy a bowl of rice without anyone interrupting me.

If Chelsea saw me eating dinner with the other girls, she wouldn't feel good. I don't think you're coming here.

So I stayed with Mr. Westwood for just a little while so he wouldn't be rude, I pretended I'd forgotten I had a job to clean up during my lunch break in anticipation of the timing and dispersed from the spot.

Ugh, it was one of the few things I enjoyed about my rice...