In My Previous Life I Was a Saint, but Now I Want to Cut Corners

Lenalia, who broke up with Anna and entered the classroom, stopped unexpectedly.

This class is for the high nobles and is arranged to sit in the same order of status as the auditorium.

So it's only natural that Cecil, the second prince, is sitting in the front seat.

And yet, why is Ange sitting next to it, as a matter of course?

In the first place, I wonder if Ange's class is another class with a lot of civilians.

And beside that, there are some students who came to pick up Ange earlier.

Lenalia doesn't want to get along with the prince.Or rather, because I want to avoid it, I don't have to sit in the seat where Ange is sitting, but unfortunately there are no other available seats.

The teacher came into the classroom as he stood still to see what to do.

"What's going on in there?Have a seat. "

Looking back at a familiar voice, there was a teacher with silver rimmed glasses on his indigo hair, who was watching Ange yesterday.

I thought it was a veteran teacher because it was a calm voice, but when I looked closer, I was younger than I thought.

"Um, I don't have a seat...."

"That can't be..."

I almost said no and noticed that all the classroom seats were filled.

"What's your name?

Lenalia Sheridan.

"In that case, this seat...What's your name?

When the teacher standing in front of Ange asked for his name, Ange, who stood up energetically, raised his voice.

"I'm Ange Parker!

"I can hear you without raising my voice.Ange Parker, this is not your seat.Your class is over there in the first place. "

The teacher points to the classroom on the left, but Ange has a face as to why.

The boy student who was sitting next to Ange stood up.

Prince Cecil, sitting on the other side, waits with a smile on his face.

"Doctor, since she is a candidate for the Virgin Mary, I think this special class is appropriate."

"Lloyd Craft, what are you doing here?Second grade classes aren't here. "

"Ange, a candidate for the Virgin Mary, has asked me to stay with her for a while to help her make school life comfortable."

The teacher snorted his nose to Lloyd, who deliberately grasped the rosary of his chest.

"You want me to keep it in church while you can?I don't mind that, but I can't accept the class. "

"Miss Marcus, she's going to be a saint.Please accept as an exception. "

"You're still a candidate, can I assure you?

To the astonishing teacher, Lloyd sifts the heat with his glaring eyes.

"You see her protective spirit too, don't you?I've never seen a Guardian Spirit with so much radiance.Angel must be a rare saint!

While standing and listening to it, Lenalia slipped away.

Perhaps Angel's magic will make her a saint.Yet the Spirit of the Guardian of Light signed the contract because Lenalia chose Phil.

But I can't say that.

You won't believe me, and I don't want Lenalia to know that the Spirit of Wind and the Spirit of Light have enough magic to fight for a contract.

Nevertheless, Lenalia was in trouble standing still, wondering when things would be sorted out.

As I inadvertently lost my sight, I encountered Tanzanian eyes staring at us.

Oh, no.

Why are you looking at me?

Until now, Prince Cecil would have waited and waited with a smile on his mouth to see if he cared about the disturbance.

But now, for some reason, I'm staring at this.

Lenalia gently detaches herself.

But I still feel my gaze.

Hey, Lenalia.

I'm sorry, I can't talk right now.

Lenalia answers Phil's call in her heart.

Hey.

Phil, I'll ask you later.

Can't you answer now?Because it looks like you're talking alone, doesn't it?

I don't want to stand out.

"Hmm. But come on."

- What? - What?

What do you care?

"He seemed to see me."

Lenalia looked at Phil in surprise, and found Prince Cecil at the tip of Phil's fingers moving his feathers.

"Eh, can you see it?

When he shouted unintentionally, Prince Cecil looked like a predator catching his prey.

"Lenalia Sheridan, my cousin.What the hell is that?