Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

Ever since the day I met Mr. Abel, I've had a stuffy day.

There are multiple reasons, but one of the last of them is "I can't get on a flight gear".

Well, naturally. Anyway, the flying tools carrying the Marquis became dust.

The fact of the matter is that only the person who was at that crime scene and his close associates know it. But that's synonymous with the fact that all the overprotective people know about me.

He was surrounded that night by Brother Orlis, Connie, double leaders and nearby crying and made to promise not to "get on the flight gear outside until the improvements were made," which meant that others would do the test pilot for the time being as well.

Grrr. Grrr......

You don't have the flair for research! and wanting to ramble, this self, for once, became a noble nobleman and commander of the regiment. I had also predicted somewhat that the discretion would cease to work gradually, so I decided to be adult and encourage research and indoor training.

And the second reason for the stuffiness is with that Abel.

From him, he had felt a slight aura of rejection since the second half of the encounter.

Maybe he sensed that I was like a troublesome chunk, but not so much until he heard the name.

That made it a little stiff from the moment it was named.

I didn't know what that pointed to, but I can't even leave it alone because I'm sure it's a very bad person.

... More importantly, I didn't think I could leave that guy alone with no place to go but that small room and the roof of the tall tower.

I don't feel like you're coming, even if I'm trying to force you out.

"I said I'd take a thank you, but I can't think of anything good at all..."

Connie and Yulena came into the room as they roared in the after-school study room, studying with the kids and doing boot camp assignments.

"Uh... Dear Alice, as I can tell, I tried the food. But, uh, are you sure you want to enjoy it?

"Yeah, because this is also Yulena's study. I have to grade it....... ah"

I flickered in front of a beautiful pound cake that seemed to be Connie's and a healthy one that seemed to be Yulena's.

Freshly made treats. Make this a souvenir!

"Yulena, I have someone who wants to eat this with me. Connie, wrap this both little by little!

"Heh!? Oh, yes!

He wrapped it up for me. Put it in the porch, and I headed to that abandoned tower.

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"Women are brazen.... Okay, I'm sorry!

In front of the wall of the example of the abandoned tower that came, I greeted him sooner. But no reply.

Even though Mr. Abel's private room has a door ahead of him into the large room behind this wall, I feel like this magical wall is a border, so I can feel free to go in.

But I've called a few times and I never say it again. I was wondering if you were away. "Mr. Abel, Abel!" He shouted out loud and his hand grew out of the wall.