It's Not Like I Want to Play the Role of a Misunderstood, Good-for-Nothing Prince in a Villainess Story! - Chapter 75: It's Become a Habit—Mooching Food

In the end, I took a week off from school.

Thanks to that, my arm improved considerably, and I started attending school again.

I was taking classes next to Misty as usual.

However, the classroom atmosphere changed significantly.

The way people around me looked at me changed considerably.

What reflected in those eyes was… fear.

To prevent second and third attackers, Father widely publicized this incident to the nobles, and then literally erased the parties involved.

Those who were next heads were disinherited. The head position was transferred to siblings.

If there were no siblings, that noble house was destroyed.

It could be called cold-hearted, but I felt Father’s strong will—that he’d be thorough rather than produce rebels.

Anyway, I showed my counterattack of breaking all attackers’ limbs, combined with Father’s harsh punishment.

Those who aren’t close to me… or rather, those who don’t understand me well would be more afraid.

“Zeke-sama, how is your arm?”

Misty continued to care about me as always.

She seemed to think my injury was her fault, and showed me the notes she wrote while I was resting.

I’m grateful.

Especially since when Zaiku came over saying he’d show me his notes, they were more illegible than I imagined, so I just accepted the sentiment.

However, during class I felt glances from Misty, but when I looked, she’d avert her gaze.

As always, I don’t understand Misty’s true intentions.

Maybe this is the reverse version of tsundere. A dere-tsun heroine? But even so, she’d at least make eye contact, right?

Also, since Riti comes near Misty, I’m occasionally greeted, but when I return the greeting, she looks at me with a super wary face.

Did she come to hate me because of that dungeon incident?

Is it my fault? Even though I saved her. But the cause is more Larba’s fault than mine, so if you’re going to blame someone, blame that guy.

Also, I noticed today because it’s frequent, but when Riti is near Misty, Levin passes near me quite often.

And sometimes he clicks his tongue and goes somewhere.

What’s with that guy? Going out of his way to come close and click his tongue—does he really hate me after all?

Yet when our eyes occasionally meet, I don’t feel as much hostility as before…

That guy is incomprehensible in his own way.

Well, there’s something I find even more incomprehensible.

“Hey, I don’t have friends in class, so why don’t we hang out after school?”

“I decline.”

“Toprak-sama, I’m interested in the Seiran Kingdom. Will you teach me?”

“I’m busy now.”

“You know, I didn’t bring lunch today. Want to eat lunch together? Like, treat me?”

“…………”

“Sigh… no good, huh? But that’s fine too.”

“Why are you coming all the way to someone else’s class doing this?”

A female student who shrugged her shoulders after being waved off and came toward my seat—namely, Stella Warden.

“Ah, Zeke-sama. Perfect timing. Want to eat lunch together? Actually, treat me.”

“Why are you naturally mooching food? And why are you here when you’re in a different class? Also, what are you doing?”

The person Stella had been doing pick-up-like things to was none other than the Desert Noble, Toprak.

Toprak Seiran.

Needless to say, he was the first prince of the Seiran Kingdom, and in the game version with the alias Desert Noble, he was one of Misty’s capture targets.

“Look, don’t I like good-looking people?”

“Even if you say you don’t, I wouldn’t know.”

“Toprak-sama is called the Desert Noble for a reason—he’s good-looking, right?”

“Yeah yeah.”

“Then I have no choice but to aim for him.”

Same as always.

“But why now? You could have approached him earlier.”

“That’s it! Ah… come here for a sec.”

She beckoned while walking toward the corner of the classroom.

Misty was glancing over, but I waved my hand saying it’s fine before following.

Stella opened her mouth while lowering her tone.

“You know, I used to hate Toprak. Look, he’s trash in the game too, right? He talks a lot about himself, makes annoying statements, can’t read the air, is a chatty jerk—unlikable, right?”

I swallowed the words that you’re trash too and nodded.

Actually, in the game, Toprak talked a lot but only about himself, and I definitely didn’t like him much either.

“But you know, isn’t the current Toprak-sama different? He’s quiet, has a somewhat shadowy side, doesn’t brag, and he’s kind.”

“Did something happen?”

“Yes! Listen to this!”

From there, Stella started babbling.

I wasn’t listening to about half of it, but basically Stella was attacked by wild monsters while doing adventure training solo, and he saved her.

She had a chance to talk to him then, and apparently thought “completely different from the game… wonderful!”

“Wait, why were you doing adventure training solo?”

“It can’t be helped! It was just gathering medicinal herbs, so we decided to split up. Then it became 2, 3, and 1…”

2, 3, 1? Weren’t you just ostracized?

I opened my mouth but realized there was no point in saying that… and immediately closed it.

I’m kind.

“…Continue.”

“You look like you want to say something and it’s irritating. Well, whatever. But then I understood. I’ve learned what true love is.”

“True… love.”

I unintentionally looked into the distance, but that wasn’t a mishearing, so I shook my head.

No no, I thought it was a bit absurd, but she’s serious.

I thought it’s a bit like a line from an actual villainess story, but it’s being said in reality.

Calm down, me.

This is a pitiful solo heroine who’s ostracized in class.

Let’s be kind as someone who understands.

“I understand, I understand your feelings well.”

“You do!? Then introduce me.”

“I’m not particularly close to him, so I’ll pass on that.”

“Why not!”

“Look, the bell rang, the teacher’s coming so go back quickly.”

I used the morning bell as a reason and waved my hand to send her back to her class.

Good grief, noisy from the morning— “Hey, Zeke.” Wait!?

Unusually, Toprak called out to me as I passed by him.

A few months since enrolling in this school.

If anything, a few months in the same class—this was the first time he talked to me.

Toprak was staring at me intently, so apparently it wasn’t mistaken identity.

“You seem close to her.”

Her… he means Stella.

“Well, we’re friends.”

Since he wasn’t using honorifics, I didn’t either, but it should be fine.

“Hmm.”

“…………”

Thin reaction! That’s it?

Since I had no intention of talking more than that either, I returned to my seat.

“Sigh…”

After morning homeroom, I was called by Kazar-sensei.

I thought I’d get scolded, but he only worried about my arm.

What a good person…

Seriously, that “true love” or whatever should be for kind people like this, not some incomprehensible noble.