The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

"Hey Philip! It's good to see Deputy Eric again today, right?

There is no harvest in pairs (d) and pairs (d) seen on intermediate breaks of the three and four limits, and after school, which ended the four limits as they were.

The men of the class have gathered before us again. When we found out on the first day that we were inside Captain Alan and Deputy Eric was coming to pick us up, we wanted to drop out of school for the third time after yesterday. Though I knew it, I really think knights are the admiration of the people.

If the usual boys throw at the most clearly good and bad style of us, the other kids have gathered to take a ride. It's only the third day, but I feel the number of people growing day by day.

Besides, I heard rumors about the knight today, and the girl was with me. I know knights are admirable for girls, but at the same time they will be popular with Style and Arthur. Even if I pulled the royal filter out of my surroundings already when I was adopted at the age of eight, Stayle had long taken a woman's eye. And Arthur, who is of the same age and has a good height and stature, is still attracting attention regardless of gender every time he goes to or from school.

The Cedric cafeteria appearance event and the fact that Cloy is getting along with Cedric in the same grade have only taken off the rumor, but still, if we're wrong, it still makes us both stand out.

"I don't mind, but... what about Jeanne and Jack?

Of course, Arthur kept saying yes if I returned the word.

I would also like to use this as an opportunity to get closer to girls,...... though. After all, their interests are not mine, but Stiles and Arthur. Hot hotties for men and women, they're both really too bouldering. I wish I could at least talk to the girls a little when I go home with them now.

Amlet, the second protagonist, is unfortunately not among the few girls. As soon as she was told to drop out of school, she was home with her friends' children without a glance here. Even the game did not show much interest in the offensive target audience, which was rumored or popular with women, and I'm sure there's no more interest in Arthur or Steele than in his classmates. The protagonists of maiden games are all like that. Style seems to have something to do with Amlet, and he doesn't want to get involved as long as he comes, though I'm sure he'd appreciate it better.

Since yesterday, Arthur has also stopped pointing out anything no matter how insignificant Steele was from Amlet in erasing or avoiding the signs. Instead, sometimes I lend myself my back and casually hide the style from Amlet's sight. I guess Style also told his best friend Arthur about the circumstances with Amlet or something.... I miss being a little out of company, but I can't help it all.

There's no way I'm forced to tell you that Style wants to hide it. I have something to hide from you. I don't want to talk about bugs wanting you to just tell me all about Stayle. Either way, I personally want to get involved with Amlet. Being the protagonist, she is an important person who is also deeply involved with the attacker.... I wish there was a way I could be the only one involved while the style is well avoided.

"Hey Jeanne, right? You always get along with Philip and Jack."

I look back in an unexpected voices. As soon as I tried to leave the classroom, one of the girls I was going home with was talking to me.

At a different distance from her princess counterpart in the social world, she is surrounded by the girls from left to right, and her shoulders rise and fall unexpectedly. For as much as Steele and Arthur walked away from the boys in front as if to separate me, my back was galloping empty. He got mixed up with the girls after him while he was walking.

As I hurried back the words to them, each and every one of them I would match the girls' faces to their names. They're all in the same class, and I generally remember them because they confirm their faces and names with an absence confirmation.

"Good, there's just girls around my house"

"Does Jeanne have a girlfriend or something at home?

"You two have been friends since we were kids?

Reminds me once and for all of my previous life's school life in the mountains of too feminine stories.

I don't feel hostile at the moment, nor do I breathe trying to talk normally with a classmate feel. I repeat in my head that the proper relationship setting between Steele and Arthur is also in my head and it's okay.

My parents have several relatives' girls at home. Returning that we were both childhood friendly, they all returned the gavel intriguingly. I'm glad you talked to me unexpectedly and quickly, but I get nervous because I didn't expect a lot of people to talk at zero distance like this either. Something some girls taller than me.

Classmate, I don't think you need to be nervous either, but I get a little scared when I think the girls in front of me are both residents of the world of school maiden games.

A group of girls gathering around the well-dressed boys is basically a position to yellow scream when it's a game or crush a girl who's also a rival or call her behind the school building. Not to be the target of the second offense, I can't say enough that I don't have that event either, a girl with Steele and Arthur all the time who's getting attention on top of her good looks.

The two of them are childhood friendly, and the unique reply from the woman, "Good ~", is returned so as to match it, and I catch my breath unexpectedly. Having lived plainly in my previous life, I was also far removed from this group of women who would have a high ranking of women karsts. Even though my head knows I don't mean any harm to them, it's really reminiscent of an izzy event from a group of winning women.

It's okay! These kids are good kids, and I wanted to get along, so I need to jump right in here.

"Ugh, I'm glad. Actually, I've always wanted to talk to a girl. I was nervous because I grew up in the mountains and never talked to anyone but my relatives."

I wanted to get along with you. I laughed and made you laugh.

Then, after the girls looked at me just a little unexpectedly, they each laughed a little funny. It's a cute smile that resembles the way Lotte laughs at an exclusive samurai. I lose a little shoulder strength before I hear a reply to that soft grin. Good, I knew they were good kids.

"Good. I thought Jeanne didn't want to be involved with us because she was with us the whole time."

Eh?

In a completely unpleasant tone, they say something extraordinary. Besides, even the kids around the girls who said it. Yeah, they nod and look at each other.

Wait, when did you build my wall so much? I knew this lass boss face and intimidation stuff. It's too bad that I just looked like I was trying to distance myself from people by keeping my mouth shut. No, I didn't talk to these kids from myself. I'm totally sorry, but...

The break was immediately surrounded by the boys on a set with Style and Arthur, or the three of us kept to ourselves. But I don't even have the guts to speak to Amlet of my destiny alone, but I don't have the time or the guts to speak to them alone who were already in the group. Because I am a common man right now.

That's not true. How can such a misconception be asked while denying it with all his might? And then they say, "Because" and "Hey?" and looked at each other with just one word. I'm about to get my shoulders up again when they just say, "Talk with your eyes."

One person who noticed me feeling nervous opened his mouth with a bitter smile when he saw it. Unlike earlier, I lurked my voice so that the boys in front wouldn't hear me.

Jeanne doesn't like it when Philip or Jack talk to us.

............... After all, this is the world of maiden games.

No, it doesn't have to be in the maiden game world to be in school.

At last, I will fight alone in the women's talk that comes. It moves with just reflexes so that your legs don't stop, but it only opens up a little distance from them. Neither Style nor Arthur noticed and turned this way, but neither of them seemed to have even heard this one in conversation with the boys.

I showed the two of them looking at me worried about what was going on and I gently waved my hands down so they couldn't see me. It's okay, I haven't been abused yet.

... but this means I didn't want to be taken two handsome guys and I looked intimidated or alert to these kids, right?

"'Cause if you're such a well-dressed kid, you're gonna want to monopolize it."

"Hey! You're both with Jeanne all the time, and I don't even know which one you like."

"Which way are you dating Jeanne? Or forgiveness?"

Stop and don't force me to take you to the muddy love route!

I just keep my smile desperate while my spine gets cold when I'm about to fall into a completely new villain position on the second stage. If I looked at them lightly as I pretended to be calm with facial expressions forged in the social world, everyone's gaze would be focused. I can't believe I want to get through this now with the "Life Matters" command.

"It's not like that. We're both just relatives."

Defend Style and Arthur that he's just taking care of me not far from home because Grandpa strongly tells me to. While including my own defense that swearing doesn't mean I'm taking you left or right in the grip of two weaknesses.

To my answer, as expected, they all leaked a pranky voice not to be satisfied with "eh". It really makes me think that school girls are common all over the world.

I recall that a friend of the girl in her previous life's school had stood up to the rumored girl who had a good feeling with the admirer of the baseball club.

"Really?" "But we're very close." "You two like Jeanne, don't you?" "Didn't they confess or something?" "Such a bare gesture is also asked," all politely denied.

They even suspect the two women's hobbies if it stays this way. I don't know what's going on with the two preferred types right now who haven't fallen in love with Tiara, but at least I don't want to put dishonorable charges on the two of them because of me. If I were Tiara, it wouldn't be weird to lurk as a common man but idolize the school. It's cute, and even if the two handsome guys turn their hearts on me, the whole school students would be convinced, but...

I twist my head as desperately as possible in the phonogram and to convince them.

"It's true. 'Cause Philip and Jack grew up like brothers, and this time my grandfather just told me to stay with him. And..."

I'm not lying.

In fact, Style is my brother-in-law, and Arthur and I have been friends since we were kids. He has always been beside me as an assistant and a knight.... Well, actually, they're both worried about me and staying with me.

But if I say that here, I could break up with the girls who might be in love with you two. Hopefully we'll get along! And I want to have a peaceful relationship with them!

So far, they're good kids who don't dislike it when I talk to them. Now is the time to have a girlfriend that hasn't come true yet in this world! and with my sneaky gushing ambitions in my chest, I clearly put on my voice the perfect excuse I used last time so that all the women could hear me.

"You two are not my taste at all!

Gon! Gun!

... Immediately after, suddenly a very painful sound sounded from the front.

If I was surprised and turned forward, Style and Arthur were both colliding against walls and obstacles. You hit me in the face, and I'm even dropping glasses that I'm not used to yet leading up to Arthur.... Is this my fault if I don't?

Shit, I look back at them with a strong smile thinking. No matter how many lies, I regret now that it was too rude to speak of them in front of us. If you do the same thing with a concoction or something, it's a level of rumbling from ten out of ten people to buy an unhappiness.

Style seemed to hit the hallway pillar and Arthur hit his head in the corner before turning to the stairs. Same goes for the style I'm always paying attention to, but it's rare to hit a wall even to Arthur, who's out of reflex nerves.

The two of them, not looking back at us with their foreheads assimilated to the walls, were like stone statues. Yeah, I'm absolutely mad.

But if I told you I was lying here or something, now I feel like turning the girls around to my enemies and I can't tell you. Just like me stiffening with my cramped mouth, I stopped my legs at some point, not only for girls, but even for boys. On the contrary, when I often think of it, I wonder since when I stopped hearing talk from the front.

I couldn't even afford to notice at all due to the tension surrounded by women, but maybe they also sounded just as silent as the women. The boys don't look this way except for picking up Arthur's glasses and worrying about the style. But I feel angry about something. The side is red, he's silent and fist-clenched, and above all, the evidence is that no one will even try to see me who has obviously lost my word to the two of us.... Wasn't this a complete turn on or contempt for the boys before the girls?

"... sorry... nothing..."

"Me too... suddenly, my eyesight..."

Arthur receives his glasses from the men who worried him, and Stile walks out fluttering again as he holds his glasses.

I thought you pissed me off at the two of you for not looking back on me. I need to apologize and explain the situation properly later. It just seems to me that I cocked down about them when I only heard the dialogue earlier without knowing anything.

Don't look at me. I can't find a word to hang on the two of you walking out on this spot, reaching out with no place to go. Naturally it didn't arrive or get me noticed, and when I walked reflecting on what pissed the two of them off, I was now slapped on the shoulder by a woman who was walking next to Pong. When I looked up at her with an honest reflection, she had a very bitter face.

"... you can't tell the two of us anymore...?

Because it's pathetic. The words I added so seemed more sympathetic to the two people who were simply slandered than to the anger that disparaged those who liked them. Furthermore, the woman who was around him looked pitifully at the two of them and me and nodded.

"Yes......" embarrassed by my younger classmates, I can only drop my shoulders as they are. Too much rude remarks and stuff in front of girls against childhood taming. If you look around, the women around you will either dye their cheeks glitter and look at the round shoulder style and Arthur, or look at the pathetic compared to me at the two of them, or they will say, "Really, really no?" "I don't know who looks better than those two, do I?" and it was either desperate for me to have the opportunity to follow my rudeness.... Yeah, these kids are so good after all.

"Then what boy does Jeanne prefer?

To the women's talk thrown to soothe the field again, I choose the word that this time it will be neither annoying nor misunderstanding for the two of us.

I tried to say the same thing I told my teacher, but then I squeeze my lips tight when that would definitely get them both in trouble again. If you can't add points, can you use the subtraction method next? Then I really don't have a problem saying my terms. There is no one here who fits in anyway.

The boys down the stairs were as silent as Style and Arthur, but it's also not a bother to be asked. Because we need to be content to slander anyone in this place.

"... someone who won't try to take over my house, abandon my men, hit me with a lying favor, hurt my loved ones,"

Now the boys turned to my statement, which I said in vegetarian reply.

I said at least I thought such a kid wouldn't be here, but can you even remember something? Clean white style and Arthur also seemed to think that they weren't derogatory this time, and their rounded posture returned beautifully. Instead, we're both nodding yeah at the same time without turning this way. I think maybe you figured out who you identified.

... from a woman looks worried. "Are you also having some bad memories of a man?" "No way those two" worried me, and then I realized that I wasn't the best answer either.

The word "mouth is the source of disaster" turned to his head.