I Said Make My Abilities Average!

The evening of the day there was the incident.

In the royal palace, three men and women were discussing it in the office of the king who paid for it.

It is the king, the bergle of the captain of the escort, and the third princess Morena.

"... that's all true, isn't it?

"Spit such lies and what will happen"

"Oh, my God, believe me!

"Uh-huh..."

After conceiving for a while, the king decided to think.

"All right, let's invite that girl to the royal palace."

"Good day!

"It is!

To the surprised third princess and burgle, the king said with a flat face.

"There's no way we can leave such an important person behind, even though we've been witnessed by so many large numbers and there's no way we can't leak information. I don't know when any nobleman or other country will notice me...

What, should I not touch the goddess? Then you can call it because you want to use yourself as a shield to save your child and thank the girl who prevented the princess from being stigmatized. And is there something wrong with that? As king, as father, would that be very obvious?

"" Ah... "

"Morena, you owe it to your friend to protect you from the stigma."

"Happily, yes, that's something neither I nor I wish..."

"Okay, then, Burgle, I'll give you the task of exploring the girl, knowing the girl's face. Start the investigation immediately."

"Ha!"

The search was just over.

Anyway, Adele wears school uniforms, and the soldiers at the escort naturally know about Eckland School and Ardrey School uniforms. And Adele's brilliant silver hair stood out. Naturally.

The captain of the escort, Burgle, immediately met the school director to confirm Adele's identity.

There was no way I could spit lies or anything on a Kingsguard knight who had received the king's life, ignored of course the stopping of a single Viscount house, and Adele's true identity and full name were told from the school director's mouth.

The school director thought that would improve Adele's position and had no offense whatsoever. It was with this in mind that one girl believed she could take the path to prosperity.

The captain of the escort, Bergle, then reported the results of the investigation to the King, and an envoy for an immediate invitation to the royal palace was to be sent to the Viscount Askham family warrant.

"... so the king would definitely like to invite Viscount Askham's Lady. This is the invitation."

Adele held her head when she saw the envelope that the Viscount, by some name, had managed to offer while saying so, being a messenger.

(How did this happen...)

No matter how many goddess orders, including intentionally and inadvertently, there is no way that secrets can be kept in that number of people, and no royalty or nobility can leave 'the girl where the goddess resides' unattended. Not even thinking of that, Adele, who was summoned to a teacher during an afternoon class where she thought she could relax and continue to live normally, was halfway through the reception room alone with the Viscount of the Apostle.

(If we don't do something about it, it's good, it's bound, it's surrounded. Bad news, house arrest or autopsy? Because even if I open my stomach, I won't come out with a goddess or anything!!

What shall we do? What shall we do...?

I have to think, I have to think......

Roar, my, gray brain cells!!

Adele, desperate to think, realized.

That this messenger, the Viscount, was someone who wasn't there then.

Sure, no knight was this hungry.

And that the story from earlier does not mention anything about the goddess or yesterday's incident itself, but merely the treatment of 'benefactor of the Third Princess'.

You wouldn't tell Adele about the goddess, even if you knew, but you probably don't because your attitude is so natural.

(Haven't they heard anything about the goddess, about yesterday?

This guy, he doesn't know what's going on, it's just a run for use!

Then we have to do it. With the acting skills I've recently begun to feel confident!

"Huh? Am I delivering it to the Viscount Lady?

"Huh?"

A pompous messenger, to the words of Adele, who has no thoughts.

"No, so why don't you send that invitation to Viscount Askham, who is attending Ardley School?

"Huh? Huh?

To the confused messenger, Adele continued her vain words.

"The Viscount Askham Mistress attends an advanced Ardley school, not here. I took money out of the Askham family and wore it and put it in here, but I'm not the one who can name the family. If you do that, they'll kill you. Maybe someone made a mistake."

"Hey, what!

"Please don't tell me you came to me by mistake. It would be difficult if the Viscount was cut off from his aid because he was in a bad mood."

"Wow, okay! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this. Sorry..."

With that said, the Noble Messenger hurried home. Probably headed to Ardley School.

(Invitation is before noon tomorrow, or... Never again, I guess)

Adele decided to withdraw.

Back in the classroom, the classmates who were intrigued by Adele, who was taken by an excited teacher during the class, came raining questions, but were sedated by Adele's one word about 'it was different'.

The worried Marcellas finally relieved me when Adele whispered 'the one with the kids'.

Adele, who returned to the dorm after class, quickly got ready.

Create a letter first.

Request for a message of apology and thanks to Aaron the bakery for his sudden retirement, addressed to Marcella and the three others, addressed to all classmates, addressed to the dormitory supervisor, delivery of his expulsion to the school.

It was already late at night when I pinched dinner along the way and spent quite a bit of time writing letters.

(Well, the next prep is… and so, nothing)

Adele's luggage has barely increased in the past year, and all the changed underwear, food, etc. are in the item box. The room was as empty as ever.

After a bit of trouble, Adele also decided to get a uniform and athletic clothing that was a loan. It's all pretty much used up, so I figured I could take it because it won't be handed over to another student and it will just be disposed of.

In the first place, I don't have anything to wear unless you take it.

When I came here, my clothes were just a little too small for Adele, who had grown in over a year.

Arranging a letter on the desk and finally loaning only one blanket from the bed into the item box, Adele looked around the room.

... By the time it was brilliant, there was nothing.

"Goodbye!"

After whining so softly, he remembered and took a plate of bones out of his desk drawer, and the letter moved him onto the bed.

(I'm fine because I was originally wild, right? Plus, cats with crocodiles, golden eyes, gill tails, bug removers, and many other names, that other kids are feeding on, it's all about you!

The cat didn't like too many overminded people, so there was no overminding, and she stayed all the time wondering if Adele's place was comfortable scratching her ears, neck, face, etc. if asked, or letting herself sleep on the bed.

But only about the bait, he was unhappy with Adele's place, which only gives out bones, and Adele noticed that she was patrolling other female students' rooms.

For some reason it's just the girls' room and they don't go to the boys' dorm......

"All right, get out!

The next morning, a teacher worried about Adele, who wouldn't show up in the classroom even when it was class time, asked another teacher who was unavailable to go to the girls' dorm to see how she was doing, and made a fuss when she discovered the room and four stash letters that also turned out to be colored.

At any rate, Adele was familiar to both students and teachers as a specialty student. Although he meant to be a very mediocre general student.

From the opened letter, there was nothing the school could do because it was the will of the person who disappeared, and the school was left with a delivery of expulsion. At best, it is about contacting the guardian.

"What do you mean!

"What?

Stuck by Kelvin, who changed his blood phase, Marcella inquired that way with a grumpy face.

"It would be decided about Adele! Where'd he go? How did you get out!!

As hot and bitter as ever, Marcella decided to deal with him instead of sticking around like before, knowing that she was really worried about Adele and had blood on her head.

The letter addressed to my classmate only included an apology for not being able to greet me and suddenly dropping out of school and a thank you so far. I was not told about the circumstances that had happened, so it was only natural to come and ask Marcella and the others who had received a separate letter.

"It's my parents' situation. Successor issues. It's not uncommon for a nobleman, is it?

"... is he going to succeed?

"No, that kid is the one who gets in the way. He was about to disappear, so he disappeared."

"Become..."

Kelvin was stunned, but Marcella saw it and snorted.

"What are you worried about? You think that kid can handle that?

I'm sure he'll be happy to take off his troublesome family name and live free. You, where have you been looking at that kid for the past year or more?

………

But I haven't apologized or thanked him yet... "

"That kid, he always said 'live mediocre', but you, you think that's possible for that kid? I'm sure you'll be wearing it out somewhere and jumping out on the surface stage.

Wouldn't it be nice if you were just a man who could show his face in front of her then?

……………

Marcella drops off Kelvin, who walks away in silence, with a slightly gentle eye.

The man watching it groaned potpourrily.

"Marcella...... She's a good woman..."

All the men around them snorted at the words.