[Haa~, I think I can do it if itās just lifting him up, though.]
[How about you practice first? Once youāve got the hang of it, it might be fine.]
[No, I want to walk with my own legs.]
I wonāt be participating in any practice, okay!? Also, Serge, donāt go suggesting weird things!
But Rafael had no plans to give up.
[It might be necessary in case of emergency, you know?] (Rafael)
[And thatās why I think itās much better if I practice running with my own feet instead.] (Sheryl)
[Wonāt it take some time?] (Rafael)
[Ughā¦] (Sheryl)
[Alright, weāre going to start practicing once we get back to the dorm.] (Rafael)
[ā¦.I donāt need to go with you, right?] (Sheryl)
[I donāt plan on carrying anyone else but you.] (Rafael)
Eeh~.
If itās practice, I think it would be better to find someone with the same weight or the same build as me.
And why is Welmina doing the guts pose, I wonder? Looking at the girl whoās carrying the wheelchair being suddenly pleased, this time my eyes have settled.
His Highness, who noticed Welmina carrying my wheelchair through my gaze, held out his hand.
[Iāll carry it.]
[N-n-n-no! I can carry this much!]
Welmina probably did not expect Rafael to call out to her as she refused him in a panic and just like that fled up the stairs towards the classroom.
Hey, leave the wheelchair behind!
[Should I just carry you up to the classroom?]
[I can walk by myself so please put me down.]
Even though I think heās listening to me properly, I told Serge in a pleading tone.
[Then I will properly escort you this time.]
[Even though I can walk by myself.]
[Isnāt it because you turned me down in the classroom?]
Just what was wrong with the decision I made?
Serge let me down after climbing the stairs, in exchange, Rafael extends his hand. I wonder if putting his arm around my waist is a default setting?
[Huu, youāre still not used to it?]
[I would like to see someone get used to it, if thereās one.]
[Do you feel nervous?]
When I glared at him by reflex, he laughed at me and told me I wasnāt scary.
If thatās the case, I shouldāve told him how I honestly felt that time.
I donāt particularly think about anything with regards to Sergeā¦. is not the case, even though thereās nothing to be excited about in this situation.
Was the impact too strong when we first met?
[That reminds me, your face also turned red when we talked about the pen.]
Are we going back to that topic now!?
[You can forget about it.]
[I shouldnāt have touched your body at that time, what was wrong?]
[ā¦.Please forget about it, I beg you.]
Itās because itās my first time having a matching pen with someone else! When I think of it I feel kind of ticklish and kind of embarrassed!
Itās definitely not because I projected the pen that has my initials as myself as it was being caressed!
[Sherylās every reaction is always refreshing.]
[I donāt think so at all, thoughā¦.]
Is it limited to just me?
I think anybody would become like this if Rafael touches them.
As was still not convinced about it, Serge joined the conversation.
[Rather than say youāre naive, Iād say youāre obedient. There seems to be times when you act out what you think, and the nobles that are watching you being honest to yourself get muddled which is good for us.]
[Whatās with that?]
Sergeās laugh leaked out as he says āItās fineā.
Rather than saying that I suck at getting on with the world, I guess I really am just not used to it, exchanging conversations with other nobles.
[Perhaps I should say weāre being healedā¦. right?]
[Youāre passing it on to me? Am I being healed?]
[Huh? Was I wrong?]
[No, I guess there are places Iām being healed at. He makes me feel like Iām looking at a small animal. Even Felicy said he looked like a white rabbit, you know?]
[Oh, I think I understand that part!]
He gets it? Certainly, my hair is white and my eyes are red.
Also, about Rafael getting healed by me, I think heās having fun playing around with me instead.
As weāre approaching towards the goaled classroom, what enters my eyes is Welmina looking over whatās going on through the door.
She must have noticed that she brought the wheelchair with her after she reached the classroom, sheās looking over here with an apologetic expression.
I never thought Iād be moving around in this way, but itās not like Iām blaming Welmina for it.
Instead of telling her that Iām okay, I smiled and waved at her.
And I also understand how it feels to suddenly be called out by Rafael.
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[Iām really sorry about today!]
[Itās fine, I donāt mind. And I also sympathize with you in my heart.]
Welmina once again apologized, and I answered her beck with a smile.
On the other hand, I admire her running while carrying the wheelchair. Is that the power of the adrenaline rush? *] (TN: * -ē«äŗå “ć®é¦¬é¹æåć ćććć)
[I never thought His Highness will ever talk to me.]
[Thatās exactly right.]
Before I could answer, a voice that sounds strong-willed replied to Welmina.
It is a familiar voice in class.
As Welmina turns around with the wheelchair to face the direction the voice originates, a small āuwaaā cry came out. Is that a person she doesnāt want to deal with?
[Good day to you, Bashral-san and Bedford-san.]
The person I thought of was standing there with two ladies with her.
The girl twirling her golden hair with her finger, which seems to be her habit, is Claudette Schpudreine who is Rafaelās betrothed.
Schpudreine who I met eyes with seems to release an intimidating aura which doesnāt leave any space for refusal. Her sharp and pointed nose seem to show her personality.
[Bashral-san, can I perhaps borrow some of your time?]
[Yes.]
[Bedford-san can go back.]
[Eh, butā¦]
As I was entrusted to Welmina while Iām at school, she canāt possibly go back even if sheās told to.
But the two ladies by Schpudreineās side gives off a feeling that itās impossible to do anything but do as instructed.Ā (TN: Mumuhā¦. bullying isnāt nice.)
[A mere commoner dares to go against Claudette-samaās orders? Why donāt you put yourself in your place?]Ā (TN: Bitch, youāre just a mob. youāre lower than a ācommonerā and you dare blabber off!? GTO!)
[Claudette-sama only wants to speak with Bashral-san. Do you have a problem with it?]Ā (TN: I do. Wanna fight? *Growls*)
It looks like these ladies have a strong sense of being nobility.
I couldnāt bear watching them attacking Welmina, so I told her to go on first.Ā (TN: Go report to His Highness. NOW!)
[Can you just tell Nicole in advance that I wonāt be able to return early?]
[I donāt mind that, butā¦]
[Please.]
I said that and pushed Welminaās back when she looks like she still has something to say.
A person with Schpudreineās status probably wouldnāt do something untactful. Probably.
[What does Schpudreine-sama want with me?]
[I ām just thinking of talking with you. Shall we change location so as to do so properly?]
As Schpudreine turned her heels, the two ladies also turned their backs on me and walked away.
A mischievous thought passed by me wondering what will happen if I didnāt move from my spot. However, itās impossible to actually do so, so I manipulated the wheelchair and followed after them.
The room I was brought into looks like a reception room.Ā (TN: Dafuq did you send Welmina away for and brought along your slaves!? %$&@#$!)
[Because Bashral-san is unable to enter the girlsā salon, I went to the teacher and borrowed a room.]
[Iām sorry to have bothered you.]
I donāt know where they knew of it, but the tea served by the girl whoās together with her was my favorite brand.
Schpudreine also sips on the tea prepared for her.
Everything from her fingers holding the teacup to her to her straight sitting posture was refined, and the light coming from the window makes her look like a masterpiece. Itās only natural to remember the name of the person His Highness is engaged to.
The moment when the pale-red lips left the cup, Schpudreine eyes shot through me.
[I will be frank with you. Please donāt misunderstand Rafael-samaās intention towards you.]
[A misunderstandingā¦. is it?]
[Thatās right. Rafael-sama is a kind person. As you can tell from the first greeting, heās very much interested in you. But thatās only because youāre a patient of the Dreaming Illness and nothing else.]