FVN Chapter 38
Chapter 38
38 – Preparation to be one step ahead – 5
‘Application form for admission?’
As I was staring blankly at the paper shoved in front of me, Roxanna gently waved her hand.
“Hey, my arm hurts?”
“If you are so weak that you can’t even hold a piece of paper properly, look for somewhere other than here.”
“Hey, is this what happens between us?”
“What kind of relationship are we?”
“Uhm...... “Did you explain it to me in great depth?”
Are you going to describe what happened when the student council room was explained to you by order of the crown prince? I looked dumbfounded. Roxanna stuck out her tongue and laughed with a playful expression, saying it was her joke.
“I’m just kidding, can I go inside first? I’m a guest. “Shouldn’t you leave her guest standing at the door?”
“You’re so shameless. “Isn’t that usually something we should say first?”
“Is that so? Lol.”
“...... “Why don’t you come in?”
No matter what this woman’s true identity is, on the surface she is a member of the student council. It’s also quite close to the crown prince. My intuition was warning me that if I just sent it away, something more annoying would happen.
“Wow...... What is this all about? “How did you get it?”
Roxanne As soon as I entered her, I looked around her and let out an exclamation.
“How do I get it? “I bought it with money.”
“With the club budget? These are just things that look expensive at first glance, but we don’t give them this much of a budget...... Oh right. “You were from the Crait family, right?”
Roxanne I think she was like a really innocent girl, and she walked around the room, wondering about every little thing. Her former sharp and cautious self was gone.
Aria, who knew how that woman behaved when we first met her, had a similar expression to me. Brünnhild had an expression that said something like that.
Roxanna walked around the room for a while and let out her exclamations. Finally, she sat down on her sofa and buried herself in her body with a face that looked like she was about to melt.
Next to her, Brünnhild asked, “Did we also have faces like that when we sat here?” She asked. When she answered yes, her face turned red and she coughed loudly, as if she was embarrassed.
“Have you seen everything?”
“Yes. The room is really nice. It’s better than our student council room. I’m starting to like this place more and more, so what should I do? “I might really cry if I get rejected.”
“You can do whatever you want. “Are you sure you know what we do and want to join in the first place?”
“No? I don’t know. “Did I come to see you?”
Those words are probably sincere. Except that I came here under orders from the Succubus Queen.
“You came to see me?”
“Something Pabat! I got a feeling. I have a feeling that something would be a good fit for you. Since what happened last time, if you let me join, I will provide as much convenience as is within my power through the authority of the student council. “Will they give us a little more budget, or give us the authority to operate more freely during the festival?”
“You are saying very openly that you will discriminate between clubs.”
“Belium Academy has always been like that. The better a person studies, the more authority they give, right? Think about who signed up here. “It’s even weirder that they don’t want to push me.”
Roxanna smiled cutely as she picked up a dessert placed on the table and ate it.
“So, will you give me permission?”
“Well...... ?”
I hesitated before answering. This was because a sweet smell wafted from the tip of my nose. First of all, it does not smell like cookies or jam from desserts. I was sure.
‘Did you try to do something again?’
Although it looks innocent on the outside, it is a half succubus created with great effort by the Succubus Queen. It is perfectly maintained so that it can walk calmly in a place that is almost like the home of the female dragon Beligor.
So, it was impossible to let down one’s guard.
It was subtly different from the sweet smell I smelled in the student council room last time, but just in case, I used magic to heal abnormalities so that it wouldn’t be noticeable. It was a slightly lower level magic than soul purification.
As soon as that happened, the sweet smell that had been filling my nose disappeared. My heart, which had been beating very subtly faster without my knowledge, also calmed down.
She was wearing a skirt that was much shorter than usual.
“...... ?”
Even so, it is a school uniform that is not long at all. However, it was worn so high up that it was not even able to properly cover her buttocks.
Even the woman wearing the clothes herself was blushing deeply. As my eyes grew more and more bewildered, Rosalia hit her head and opened her mouth.
“I’ll tell you in advance, I stopped you.”
“...... Well, let alone the thing that stopped me. “Why are you doing that all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know, so don’t ask. He came to me out of the blue today and said he wanted to wear short clothes like me. No, why did I wear something like this because I wanted to? Because I don’t have enough divine power, I can’t increase the thread anymore, so I have no choice but to go around like this. “I don’t know what you’re trying to do by casting a spell so that no one else can see you.”
Rosaria buried her body on the sofa, complaining that she was tired. She then seemed to like the feel of it and her face went mushy, and as she sat happily eating her dessert, her eyes lit up with even more satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Priscilla came next to me.
“Uh, how about...” ... ? Suited...... ?”
“... ....”
I chose silence. I couldn’t find anything to answer. What am I supposed to say here?
Is it better if the skirt is short? Or is it attractive to have your butt exposed? Or is it better for the eyes because there is more exposure? Honestly, no matter what I chose, it was only a vague choice that could be considered a compliment.
While I was racking her brain trying to find something to say, Priscilla sat down next to her. Even though she was clearly sitting on the sofa, her skirt was so short that the hem of it barely touched the sofa.
“...... “
Priscilla was looking up at me with her eyes full of anticipation. The moment you avoid answering this question, your expectations will turn into despair.
After racking my brain as much as I could, I came up with the best answer I could.
“Priscilla.”
“Uh, yeah... ....”
Since the time it took for her to answer was quite long, she was not confident in her voice, perhaps because she thought she didn’t like it very much. I whispered softly into his ear.
“Not now, but later, when we’re alone, dress like that.”
“...... ! Yes!”
Priscilla’s expression brightened.
I never thought I would say such crazy things. There are a lot of things that can be misunderstood, but there was a time when the two of us were together with only our underwear on, so it must be okay.
While Priscilla hurriedly pulled down her skirt, Rosalia, who had quickly scooped up the snacks on her table, opened her mouth, sucking on her finger.
“I forgot to tell you, but you once told me to ignore whatever the Pope says.”
“It was like that.”
“The Pope sent an ultimatum last night. He will send his son as an escort, so he will be satisfied and go home quietly. “You really won’t leave me alone if you don’t come back this time?”
“...... Son?”
I looked back at Priscilla. Her head swayed from side to side. She didn’t know.
“It’s natural that you don’t know. Because the Pope hid it until the end. The only people who know are me and a few high priests, but Priscilla, if I tell you this, you’ll understand? Why, there’s that guy with the tentacles shaking. When he arrived in front of the Pope, he appeared from the side and dragged me away. Well, he was beaten one-sidedly by me, but he lost without even touching his finger.”
“I think I know who it is.”
Priscilla nodded her head. It seemed like she had never fought him directly.
“Anyway, I’m sending that bastard as an escort, so please come back quietly. “He’s a guy who doesn’t even take a single step out of the Vatican because he’s too lazy to move, but I guess he got quite angry when he said he was sending me all the way here.”
Rosaria giggled as if she was sorry. She listened quietly as he said that, and then she asked a question.
“Didn’t you just say he’s the Pope’s son? But if it were that human son, he would have been in his forties at best. Would he be good enough to be sent as an escort? “Aren’t you too old?”
Upon hearing my question, Rosaria snorted her laughter.
“What are your forties? “Don’t be surprised when you hear this.”
“Don’t be surprised? Why?”
“That bastard is 19 years old this year? “I’m the same age as Priscilla.”
“... ....”