It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 60 – A Comrade from the Other Side?

“Haaaah?! What have you been doing?!”

After school.

When I headed to an empty classroom with no one around and explained everything that had happened so far, she was extremely surprised.

“Your voice is too loud.”

“Because that’s unfair! While I’m struggling, you’re doing well as Misty Claudia’s betrothed! And making the Jet-Black Knight of the Duchy of Lindl your subordinate is unfair, unfair! To have the supporting character and protagonist as your allies… I can barely afford daily meals! Even the travel expenses to get here are piling up.”

“Travel expenses? You mean the carriage?”

“Yes! I do have a carriage, but the fodder for the two horses costs more than my daily food expenses! You understand? My meals are below horse feed! Uwaaaaah! This is too muuuuch!”

“…………”

She was emotionally unstable, but I sympathized.

Why was her misfortune index so high when we both seemed to have come to this world?

Wait, hold on a second.

“Hey, didn’t the description say Stella had pretty high magical aptitude? I don’t know how high her ability values are. Also, you should have been good at studying, but did you manage that?”

“There’s no way I could manage that.”

Well, I suppose so.

Her life seemed difficult, and maybe she didn’t have time.

She probably didn’t have a magic teacher either.

It’s different from me. I must have been fortunate…

“I did have time. But I hate effort. I’m thinking of using this beautiful girl Stella’s appearance to seduce the conquest targets in this game. It would be nice if I could enjoy school life on the side! That’s only natural, right?”

“Hm? Hmm?”

Wait, really wait.

“Eh, you had time? What about farm work?”

“What are you talking about? I only did farm work when Father had days off. Normally I was relaxing at home.”

She looked at me as if saying “what is this guy talking about?”

Wait, am I the weird one?

I’m the one who wants to look at you with that face though.

“Um, from that, there wasn’t a magic teacher either, right? You couldn’t study either…”

“No. Before I entered this school, a famous teacher came to me. He said I had talent and to come be his disciple for a while. He said there were books so I could study too. But when some white-haired, white-bearded old man says that to you… I prefer handsome guys, and that kind of training is definitely hard, right? I hate that kind of thing. Also, napping is amazing. Even though I don’t know anything about this world, I can fly through the skies of this world! To places I’ve never seen in my dreams! I shouldn’t know them because the terrain is completely different from Earth, but I wonder if there are strange memories? It’s surprising, right!”

“…………”

I held my head.

This is strange. Isn’t she strangling herself?

If she became that teacher’s disciple and made a name for herself, she might have been able to earn more money than a quasi-knight baron.

“If you have talent, use it.”

“Huh? What are you saying? I’m forcing myself to come to school to utilize my talent of having a good face.”

“No no no, I mean magic and such.”

“Also, aren’t you trying too hard? From what I’m hearing, you’re pathologically a worm of effort. Are you okay? Aren’t you overdoing it? If you push yourself too hard, you’ll ruin your health, you know?”

She even worried about me!

“I don’t want to hear about ruining health from you who collapsed at school.”

“Ahaha! True!”

Thanks to eating additional food after school, Stella was laughing energetically.

“Hmm…”

Somehow I felt like I understood her personality.

Despite her hardships, she was optimistic and hated effort.

She had the scumminess to consider a reverse harem, but she was fundamentally cheerful, and despite being self-centered, she worried about me, so she probably wasn’t a bad person.

“Hey hey, more importantly. I have a favor to ask.”

“A favor?”

I have a bad feeling about this.

“I’ll at least hear you out. What is it?”

“There are three things. One is… could you treat me to meals at school? You see, I don’t have money. You’re the next king, so that much is fine, right?”

“Well, that’s fine.”

She’s a bit too pitiful.

“So, what’s next?”

“Introduce me to handsome guys who seem likely to get ahead in the future. Like influential nobles other than conquest targets.”

“Do that yourself.”

What is this girl asking for?

“Haaa… Are we done?”

“W-wait! One more. I really need you to do something about this one!”

“Even if you say ‘really,’ I won’t do things like your second request.”

“This one I really need! Oh, I know—as a condition, I’ll help you when you’re in trouble. Okay?”

I don’t know why she’s taking a superior attitude, but if she’s saying it’s not just me giving… well…

“So, what do you want me to do?”

When I asked, Stella started fidgeting.

She glanced at me while looking like it was hard to say.

“Um… well… I want you to arrange work for my parents, or rather… you know, it’s not that it really matters. But they raised me while struggling, and they’re really good people. Father is serious but has no territory so he’s exploited with cheap wages, and he even does farm work on his days off. Mother also worked hard while I was lazing around, and though I do help with housework, shouldn’t their hardships be somewhat rewarded? Honestly, I’d be fine with just a place to sleep and delicious food to eat… but…”

She glanced at me anxiously.

I wonder what this is. What is this girl really?

“Got it. I’m not actually the king, so I don’t have that much authority, and I won’t say immediately, but if you give me time, I’ll figure something out.”

“Really?! Thank you!”

Her face lit up with a beaming smile.

This girl really isn’t a bad person after all, probably.

After raising both hands and spinning around in front of me for a while—

“Ah, speaking of which, is it okay to call you Zeke?”

“Ah, that’s fine. I’ll call you Stella too, is that okay?”

“Yes. Because I don’t remember my name from when I was on the other side anyway.”

“I get it. Mine’s also hazy and I can’t remember.”

Anyway, this was how I gained a comrade from the other world.

“Hey.”

“Hm?”

“Is the second request really no good?”

“…………”

This girl might not be bad, but she might still be no good.