Chapter 55: Confession (2)

Princess of the Minerva Empire, Rina’s academy life was surprisingly normal. She had expected to encounter only tiresome tasks before her enrollment.

By “tiresome things”, she meant the “flies” swarming to her, just like her brother, crown prince Leort, has been always experiencing. This could be seen from the moment when Sophia, a young lady, clung to her even before the start of her first lecture, and when Jackson recklessly approached her.

However, contrary to her expectations, such situations rarely occurred. That was due to Helium’s princess and her newly made friend, Cecily, she had made on the first day of enrollment.

She displayed exceptional behavior from the entrance ceremony and attracted the attention of many. Moreover, she exuded elegance with her beautiful appearance and seductive atmosphere.

Cecily’s reputation had already spread throughout the Halo Academy. Because of this, there were no small number of people who came to see her face, but even that ended up being fruitless.

Just as Cecily was by Rina’s side, Rina was always next to Cecily. Unless one had a significant amount of courage, there was no one who dared to approach the two.

Thanks to that, she was able to enjoy a relatively calm academy life. She had new friends, and there were things to enjoy that she couldn’t do in the palace, so every day was enjoyable for her.

Above all, there was an unexpected harvest. While having a conversation with Cecily about the correct answer, Rina asked her a question that had been on her mind for a while.

“Cecily, may I ask you a question?”

“Sure, ask me anything. I always welcome Rina’s questions.”

At Cecily’s agreement to Rina’s request, Rina asked the question she had been wanting to ask without any hesitation, shedding her mask.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

“Are you also looking for the author of Xenon’s Biography?”

“Xenon’s Biography?”

Upon hearing Rina’s question, Cecily widened her eyes and replied. In response, Rina nodded her head and asked the question she wanted to ask.

“Yeah. I’m sure you’re looking for him in Helium, too.”

The reason for asking this question was simple. Although she couldn’t say it directly, Rina hoped that it would be at least a little helpful to Cecily.

As Rina got closer to Cecily, she realized one thing. She wasn’t sure if it was just Cecily, but the demons considered the author of Xenon’s Biography to be not just a benefactor, but a savior.

As creatures who were forcibly cut off from the world and had to live in hiding in darkness, it was only natural to treat him as a savior. So the demons would also be eager to find the author of Xenon’s Biography, and they would be very restless about it.

And Rina, she knew exactly who the author of Xenon’s Biography was. Strictly speaking, he could be considered a “co-author”.

‘It must have been written by Isaac based on the story the Red Lion told him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such a callus on his middle finger.’

The crown prince, Leort, confirmed Hawk, known as the Red Lion, as the author of Xenon’s Biography. But I thought differently.

Could a knight who had only trained in martial arts all his life have enough talent to write such a work? For Rina it seemed like too much of a stretch.

So she expected that the Red Lion gave Isaac a rough outline, and he would then ghostwrite it before publishing it.

While Rina was making such a conjecture in her mind, Cecily, who heard her question, blinked her eyes and soon smiled.

“We are naturally looking for him. But still, I try not to worry about it.”

“Huh? Why?”

Rina showed a puzzled reaction to Cecily’s response. If it were her, she would do anything to find it, but Cecily replied that she wasn’t like that.

Cecily then made a subdued but wistful expression and said quietly.

“I also tried to find that person at first. But then I thought it might be rude.”

“Excuse me?”

As I waited with a pounding heart, a familiar voice pierced my ears. As I turned my head, Marie, a white-haired girl with a hint of blue, was approaching me, waving her hand.

Did she put on makeup, too? As I had requested, I wore her school uniform, but it felt different from before. I was slightly mesmerized by her even more vibrant appearance than what I had seen so far.

She was definitely pretty, even if I asked someone else, but because of the reason I decided to meet her today, made me think that she looked even prettier than usual.

“I’m not too late, am I?”

Marie, who had suddenly approached me, smiled and asked. I stared blankly at her happy smile and replied in a dazed voice.

“... No, I just arrived myself. It’s not even six yet.”

“Well, that’s a relief. Let’s go inside now.”

Marie urged me to hurry up and come in, as if she wanted to be alone with me even for a moment longer. Hearing that, I couldn’t help but think that she really liked me.

I naturally had a gentle smile on my face. I always said that, but when I was with Marie, I felt at ease. I didn’t need to worry about anything else and could focus solely on her.

My decision to confess my secret to her was definitely not a wrong choice. I slid the first edition of the book under my left armpit and offered my hand with a bright smile.

“Shall we go, my lady?”

“... ...”

As soon as I spoke, Marie’s face noticeably turned red. It was just a simple gesture, so I couldn’t help but wonder why.

‘What’s wrong with her? Is she embarrassed?’

As far as etiquette goes, this behavior is just a matter of manners that I learned at home. It was something I learned from my mother. However, I later remembered something else my mother had told me.

This behavior only serves as a matter of manners in formal events like church or parties, but its meaning changes completely in everyday life. If this behavior is displayed by a man to a woman in everyday life, it’s equivalent to saying, ‘I have romantic feelings for you.’

This alone is enough to make me flustered, but the problem didn’t end there.

“...yes.”

grip-

Marie grabbed my hand gently while blushing. I could feel a slight tremble and a strong will to not let go of my hand.

Thanks to that, it was my turn to blush. A man offering his hand, and a woman taking it? It was like an answer saying, ‘I too have romantic feelings for you’.

If not, she would have just laughed and politely declined. However, Marie gently took my hand that I offered. It was the same as accepting my indirect confession.

“... ...”

We stood there holding hands and gazing at each other without saying anything.

I couldn’t figure out what to do, but to break the awkward silence, I quietly opened my mouth.

“Should we go inside?”

“...Yes.”

Marie lowered her head and answered in a tiny voice.

Translators note:

I forgot to change the font size last chapter, fixed it.