It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 62 – Scheming and Lunch

? Perspective… or rather, Logan’s Perspective

“Why the hell does that guy have a proper betrothed?!”

In his own room.

Logan Violet threw the things on his desk to the floor.

While kicking things in the room, he stomped on the shoulder of the boy prostrating before him, Jimmy.

“I lowered his ability values, favorability, and inner values so much, yet he’s walking around with a straight face. Also, wasn’t he supposed to be suspended? You said he got suspended, didn’t you?”

“Yes, he should have certainly received suspension.”

“Then! Why is he here?!”

He kicked hard.

Jimmy rolled and crashed into the wall.

Logan swept his blue hair aside while watching from the corner of his eye.

“Damn it, damn it. The plan was to sic enemies on Misty during his suspension and save her there, then gradually get close to her using that as a trigger. The plan’s ruined!”

Moreover, in the game they didn’t get along and hardly talked in class, so I thought their relationship must have completely cooled, but the story’s different.

“Ah, this is annoying! Jimmy… huh? What’s with that look? A lower noble family like yours—I could crush it if I got serious, you know?”

While saying “hey,” he stomped on Jimmy’s hand.

“M-my apologies.”

Jimmy closed his eyes and groaned as if enduring the pain.

After grinding his shoe on him for a while, Logan sat down in a chair.

“Damn it, if only that guy wasn’t around, I could be bold… Also, why the hell is even the Desert Noble here? He wasn’t in the game.”

He tapped his temple with his finger while resting his elbow on the desk.

With too many unexpected things happening, Logan was even more irritated.

“Hey, Jimmy. What’s going on with the Noble? Isn’t he fighting with Zeke?”

“With Prince Zeke? No, I haven’t heard anything like that at all.”

“Not even arguments?”

“None at all. He’s quiet.”

“Huh? Why? I’m sure that guy had an arrogant, overconfident, and annoyingly sarcastic personality to death. Why is he so quiet?”

“…………”

Something was off.

Both the Noble and Zeke’s personalities were a bit too different.

“Jimmy.”

“Yes?”

“Can you beat Zeke?”

“Eh, you want me to pick a fight with royalty?! That’s impossible. It’s within school, so at worst I wouldn’t be executed—I’d probably just get suspended at most—but Prince Zeke is ridiculously strong with a sword to begin with.”

“Tch!”

That was the thing.

Zeke, whose ability values he should have lowered so much, had somehow become ridiculously strong.

He didn’t know the reason, but he could speculate to some extent.

“Why is he so strong?”

“It’s probably a corrective force.”

“Eh? A what… what?”

Jimmy tilted his head, but I kind of understood.

In the end, even though I changed the settings, a world corrective force probably worked to restore Zeke’s ability values to their original state.

In other words, some degree of change would ultimately converge to the same content.

Probably even if Zeke’s ability values were lowered, without doing anything in particular, they’d return to the game’s abilities.

That’s cheating, damn it.

Though even if I tried to explain this, Jimmy, who’s just a person of this world, wouldn’t understand.

“Isn’t there anyone who can beat that guy?”

“Someone who can beat him… you mean?”

“Someone strong with a sword. That’s right, try calling out to upperclassmen. To the strongest person in both second and third year. Yeah, that’s good.”

At Logan’s words, Jimmy moved his gaze while placing his hand near his mouth.

“Will they accept?”

“Who knows? If you say he’s getting cocky or something, they’ll probably handle it well. Make sure it can’t be traced back. Don’t let them find out it’s me.”

“…Understood.”

“Fufu, I’m looking forward to it. It’d be perfect if he got injured enough that he can’t come to school.”

Logan laughed evilly while crossing his arms behind his back.

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“Haaa… this is so delicious.”

Lunch break.

When I brought food to the courtyard area with tables and chairs, Stella, who came rushing from somewhere, happily stuffed her face with food.

“You’re kind to keep your promise properly.”

“Well, after you came to remind me every break. Also, don’t you come to our class too much? Don’t you have friends in your class?”

Though maybe I shouldn’t be the one saying this.

“Do you think I could make any? When I can’t even share food with them. You might not know this, but girls are creatures of empathy and sharing. Unless you’re constantly acting together, it’s hard to become friends.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

Huh, I didn’t know that.

Hm?

“Didn’t any guys talk to you?”

“I’m not interested in mobs.”

“…………”

This girl really has a great personality.

“Hey, look at that.”

When Stella pointed, Misty came walking with a cheerful smile.

I wonder what it is. Her smile is usually more reserved, but today she’s quite expressive.

But why does my back feel cold?

“Also, is this okay for you? Won’t you get executed for being with that girl?”

I thought about that a bit, but I realized something.

“Probably it’s fine, right? I have no intention of breaking off the engagement. Though I’m anxious about whether she might break it off from her side. Also…”

I glanced at Stella.

“What?”

“As long as I don’t cheat with you or something.”

“Me?! Stop it. Even though I’m this cute, that’s troublesome. I don’t want to be executed.”

“Ah, don’t worry. To me, Misty is number one and everyone else is just ‘everyone else.'”

“That’s harsh in its own way!”

“Excuse me. Zeke-sama, Stella-san. Are you having lunch? May I join you if you don’t mind?”

“‘Of course.'”

“…Then, excuse me.”

When we coincidentally answered in unison, Misty paused for a moment before sitting in the seat next to me.

After that, we ate lunch while talking about school matters.