Apparently, Her Highness Princess wants to keep her relationship with me a secret (what does she even mean by 'her relationship with me'?) - 2-6

2-6

There are many wealthy commoners out there than you’d expect who want to surround themselves with young nobles and treat them like playthings. When I was still a low-ranking pawn, those were the only kinds of requests I received.

Someone must have seen me pretending to be a lover in one of those jobs, which is why the rumor spread that Itose Orgott does sugar mama work to earn his pocket money.

“Eeeek! Itose-kun is serving food!”

“Hey, White GrimReaper-chan! Look this way!”

Now then, on the second day of Princess Emma attending the school…

As I am today, back when I enrolled at Westminster, I was dirt poor.

I covered my tuition to living expenses entirely on my own. That’s why I sometimes worked as a food server at the school—the pay was surprisingly good you know.

“There is a stain on your clothing. Please, use my handkerchief.”

I was probably the only noble working as a servant.

“Here’s a tip for you! You’re irresistible, Oniisan!”

Even though I’m a boy, I have the skin and face colored pale white, alongside my delicate features,

Which was why, I stood out at Westminster—an Academy known for its rough, brawny looking students like Harold with developed physique.

From the perspective of a high-ranking noble girl, the way I, someone who rests at the bottom of the ladder, works extremely hard, doing odd jobs as well, makes them charmed, even triggering and stimulating their protective instincts.

“Orgott! You filthy baron’s brat! Serving food just for some extra money?!”

I could feel the murderous glares from the male students, but I ignored them. If I let every little insult get to me, the day would never end.

“Princess Emma, did you struggle with anything during this morning’s class? If you’d like, I could explain—”

At that moment, Princess Emma appeared in front of me, surrounded by a crowd of students.

To make someone fall in love, natural interactions are the key.

If I approached her while working as a food server, no one would find it unnatural and suspicious. That’s why, I’d been waiting for an opportunity such as this.

“Oi, Watson! What could you possibly even teach Princess Emma? Between you and Emma Ojou’s, your brains don’t even compare at the fundamental level!”

While waiting for the food to be carried over…

“…Well enough, there was something I didn’t quite understand, or so I think.”

“Princess Emma! Please leave it all to me! I perfectly took notes of everything! So, which was the part you didn’t understand?”

“…Was it perhaps something around here.”

Princess Emma smiled politely, nodding along to the students’ chatter.

Her silver hair and pale eyes made her a beloved princess, popular even among the commoners. Having a good relationship with her, just how useful would it be for future success.

“Princess Emma. Are you feeling unwell?”

“…Ah, nope. It’s just… I’m not used to this yet…”

“Watson! It’s all because you’re going way too fast! Apologize!”

But what does her inner feeling say?

When I received her request, I was told how she, Princess Emma prefers solitude.

Unlike me, she didn’t enroll in Westminster by choice—she was forced here, to make connections with students her age.

“…Ah.”

Right then, was when Princess Emma spotted me working as a food server.

The Iron Princess, spotting me, opened her mouth to say something—but decided to then shut it again.

“…”

Her fingers touched and then swirled through her hair—a signal she wanted the boys around her gone.

Alright. Guess, it’s time to get to work.