Chapter 56

Can’t Contain My A(Hu)nger [Part 2]

Around the time when Emma and friends started to enjoy their long-cherished meal at the cafeteria... Robert was in a fit of anger inside the Monster Science classroom.

“Huh? Why isn’t she here? No apology for her rude mouth?”

Still frustrated, Robert couldn’t concentrate at all during the class. After the teacher left the classroom, he waited until a little after he couldn’t hear the teacher’s footsteps anymore. ‘Let’s say my complaint even a little,’ Robert headed towards the place where Emma and the others were sitting.

But everyone’s already gone.

“Oi! You over there! Where did Emma Stuart go!”

“Y-yes, she left immediately after the class is over!”

A timid-looking boy shakingly answered Robert’s question.

“Hmph, so that means she ran away in fear of me!?”

“H-how to say it? She was staggering when she left the classroom... Perhaps she wasn’t feeling well?”

The timid-looking boy replied while recalling Emma’s appearance when she left the classroom.

“Hah, I guess it’s because she takes Monster Science even though she’s a girl. A bloody class like today is an everyday occurrence, you know?”

Whenever slimes appear, huge casualties will follow. Gruesome stories were also told in today’s lesson.

That’s why girls... should just listen silently to what I say...

“She only got full of herself because the Second Prince is interested in her. In the end, she’s weak, just weak.”

I should correct him. Can I protect her if I lower my head? No, she has spoken rudely to this Robert Lance. It’s reasonable to get adequate retaliation.

Of course, the report on the local barrier hazard has been submitted, but between the ‘less concerned’ people in the royal capital, few enjoy reading.

A big scar was left on a girl’s face, and the noble sons who knew the situation also kept silent about it. But because they fervently wanted to defend Emma, they accidentally let it slip.

“Hoo? That ugly scar... is from a slime?”

*smirk*... An evil smile floated on Robert’s face.

The noble son who made a slip went ‘Ah!’ and put his hand on his mouth, but it’s too late. He already spilled Emma’s trauma.

“Oi! Bryan! Bryan!”

*thud thud* He kicked the desk and roughly woke the boy who had been fast asleep from before the class started.

“Hm-? Robert-sama... Has the class... started?”

With a sleepy voice, the boy called Bryan looked at Robert and shivered.

The nasty smile he remembered since last year, two years ago, and for a long time was plastered on his face.

Only his childhood friend Bryan knows what that smile means.

That is his expression when he found a new toy.

Robert will stubbornly play with that toy until he breaks it.

Who will be his toy this year?

How pitiful...

“Let’s go, Bryan. I have thought of a good idea.”