Wouldn't that be a woman's friendship?
I think so. I [Lion Fou Bartofalto] was looking at my youngest daughter, [Jenna], who was poking around in front of me counting a bunch of bills in the paid lounge of a cruise ship.
On the round table are stacked bundles of bills and gold and silver coins.
One side of the wall was glazed and there was a good view of the sports festival competition taking place outside.
Physical Education Festival… This world of maiden gay is modeled after Japanese schools.
As a result, there are many events in the second semester.
The school festival is next in line for the sports festival.
And even school trips exist.
There is no denying that the event is eye-catching or that it is overstuffed.
Once I stopped counting the bills, I saw my second daughter.
A sigh comes out.
"I know you had an affair with your best friend because the boy you were after was the same, but don't be so depressed. 'Cause a guy who goes after his best friend's guy is disqualified as a friend."
My second daughter was depressed when she cut herself off from her best friend.
Behind it is the slave of the subrace - the cat-eared bastard - who is the exclusive servant of his second daughter. Tall, skinny yet muscular handsome...... enough for a cat ear bastard.
Libya who was listening - [Olivia] is comforting her second daughter.
"Oh, yeah. Seniors aren't bad."
[Angelica Rafa Redgrave], who gracefully drinks black tea, has an attitude of not involving herself.
No, my lover in the first place, or the topic of the plunder of a married man, is a mine to Ange.
Ange was divested of her fiancée, His Highness Julius, during the summer vacation. It is quiet, but the inner part may be reviving the thought of your bowels boiling down.
"... to that extent, I think it's bad for the other guy."
Me and Libya have turned a blind eye to Ange's potpourring whine like that. Sorry, I can't find the words to call.
In the first place, why is my second daughter here?
A paid lounge for the airship - I even pay for my second daughter's admission. I think even my second daughter is a little unforgivable.
Besides, we have trouble consulting with Ange - or we're annoyed to be made to hang out with stupidity.
"... no"
"Huh?"
"The first one I was after was my best friend's kid, and I heard a lot about it later and spoke up too..."
When my second daughter said that, both Libya and Ange shut up.
You're the one who looted it!?
"You suck."
My second daughter has argued against my cold gaze and grunt.
"No! Listen! It's a trace of the Viscount family, but until a little while ago it was anonymous or a poor nobleman. But a mine was found at the kid's home during the summer vacation. If you investigate, it's rare metal, and you get aid from the kingdom to become a mine owner! I couldn't keep my mouth shut because I was gonna be rich!... and a lord nobleman of the mainland."
Viscount of the Lords nobility with territory on the mainland of the continent.
It was more popular for women to have territory on the mainland of the continent than for nobles with territory on outlying islands of floating islands.
... To sum up the story, a man is born who is going to be rich during the summer vacation.
The girls were taking each other away, and both their second daughter and their best friend joined them there, he said.
"Apologize to them you guys. I feel sorry for the other boy more than you guys."
"Why are you so pathetic?" I said, "I'll give it to you."
Here it is.
This is the idea of the standard girl in this world.
Noble woman.
Especially for women who come from a patterned family more than the Baron family, they are favoured anyway.
For this reason, even for marriage, the position is very strong over that of a boy.
The world of maiden gay is a world sweet for girls and hard for boys.
"You just seem to be pulling over because you're getting rich. Don't you have more love, more love, that kind of emotion?
My second daughter laughed with her nose at my honest complaint.
"I have [Miol], and if you're a beautifully shaped boy, you can look for him from a regular class of boys. Love grows up that way, and it's worth it to ask your husband."
Miol seems to be the name of a cat ear bastard. I've never heard of it before.
"... you really suck"
"Why not! We're not all the same."
Ange, who kept her mouth shut, opened.
"Would you like me not to join you? Neither I nor Libya have a dedicated servant, nor a mistress."
My second daughter was butting into the words of Ange, the Duke's lady.
Where did you go with your strong attitude toward me earlier?
Libya laughs bitterly.
"I'm not from a nobleman... so with that said, why doesn't Ange hire a servant?
Ange explains kindly and politely to Libya.
This one is close...... and I think.
"I'd hire a servant. I say exclusive servants, but subracial servants are all slaves. You don't hire them, you buy them."
Libya looked in trouble when she heard it.
"Duh, is slavery good?
I guess Libya is not familiar with it. In my case, I became familiar with it because my second daughter and third daughter said they were going to buy slaves and looked into it.
The three women are also plotting to buy slaves with my money.
Seriously, my sister and sister are vicious.
"Well, there's a lot going on, but only for women, you can't see with your white eyes if you have a slave."
That's the world.
Unlimited sweetness only for women.
If a man did the same thing, he could see it with his white eyes. Even I want a pretty cat ear girl.
Ange spilled a small sigh.
"... now it's taken for granted"
Ange seemed to mourn the story of such a commonplace slave.
I asked Libya because it gave me a subtle vibe.
"Interested in a dedicated servant?
"Huh? Oh, um... the"
I guess Libya also knows what they do on a daily basis to see them blush. The slaves the second daughter is taking represent the preferences of the women as they are. It would be rarer for a girl who hasn't got her hands on it.
When I was teasing Libya, Ange followed me on the cheek.
"Don't make fun of Libya. That said, the next competition is the race for the air bike."
Air bikes - the earth floats and is a familiar vehicle for the people who live there.
It's a flying bike, but the shape is close to a water bike. It flies like a slip through the sky, but it's a pretty expensive ride.
There was such an air bike racing competition at the sports festival and it was very popular.
For this reason, there is a reception in the paid lounge and gambling is also taking place.
"You're betting on this race, too."
When I show interest in the results, both Ange and Libya are frightened.
"You're a strong gambler."
"Mr. Lyon, you shouldn't gamble. We should keep it on track."
A pile of silver coins on a bunch of bills and gold coins piled up on a round table. These are the things I got at the sports festival bet.
Do I have a gift for gambling? No, I'm not. I'm just playing a winnable game!
My partner, [Luxion], an artificial intelligence with a metallic colored sphere body, sends me communications that only I can hear.
I don't even have earphones. I think it sounds telepathic, but it seems reproducible in science.
To the fantasy world of swords and magic, Luxion, the crystal of science...... the worldview is wrong, but that's not the problem.
In the first place, the world of maiden gay is fuzzy because of its settings.
There's no point in putting in a scratch.
Master, we have a little problem.
When I touched my temples with my fingers and entered the listening position, Luxion continued.
"It's the zirc that competed in the first-year frame of representation, but it's apparently targeted,"
... the zirc?
Zirk is the dairy brother of His Royal Highness Julius, the former Crown Prince - [Zirk Fir Marmoria], a trace of the former Viscount family.
He is a kind looking man with green hair...... he is the target character of the maiden gay world.
He handled air bikes well and had been chosen as one of the first-year delegates.
As I look down at the venue with a serious look on my face, Libya asks with a little care.
"Oh, you know, did Mr. Lion want to compete, too?
"Huh?"
Ange looked sorry for me, too.
"... sorry. The athletic decision is a majority vote of the executive committee members. I wouldn't pinch my mouth on a boulder either."
"Hmm?"
Apparently, they both think I wanted to compete. I did try to run for it, but the boys are just set to run for at least one event.
I didn't want to leave, and I was going to make money from gambling, so no problem.
Anyway, I have a Luxion that can gather information.
The odds of winning a bet are different.
My second daughter tells Libya and Ange.
"You don't have to worry about it. Your brother deserved it. 'Cause you turned the majority of your students into enemies. There's no way you can be an athlete."
... I know, but I get angry when my second daughter tells me.
I had a duel with five of my attackers, including His Highness Julius.
Everyone thought the Five would win, but I won. It's also a problem that I had a duel with His Highness Julius, but a lot of students who lost a lot of money on the bet at that time have made me an enemy.
I'm in a position to be hated.
... too unreasonable.
'Master, you look somewhat unhappy, but you deserve it. Because I bet myself a lot of money on a bet that didn't come true, and besides, I even bogged down and preached Julius, who was in the position of His Royal Highness the King. I don't think many people like their masters.'
My partner is too calm and boring.
With that in mind, the race started.
Above the sky - the venue surrounded by a number of airships was the arena above the sky.
Schools prepare airships to watch sports festivals, and the rich surround themselves further to visit sports festivals.
What a big sports festival the scale is.
Sports festivals are a showcase for boys. Even the guy who doesn't even have a day to day hears that if he's active on the big stage, the chances of a woman floating to the fever and getting engaged will increase.
As a result, the boys are desperate to become athletes. Because of the marital circumstances, I really want to compete in trying to get married on these occasions.
Thanks to this, every competition has a very competitive rate to become an athlete.
It's such a popular air bike race at sports festivals, but things have been strange since just after the start.
Looks like Ange noticed right away.
"Zilk guy, you're marked"
It's not strange if you're a freshman or a good player to be marked, but the way it was marked was thorough.
Surrounded, and bumped - obviously under attack.
Libya looked sad watching.
"Duh, why would you do that? It's pathetic, Mr. Zirk."
Libya is right.
I'm betting on Zilk too, so I don't want you to lose like this.
Looks like my second daughter noticed when she saw the students surrounding the zirc.
"Wait. Those men... surrounding the Countess."
Ange shrugs.
"You know what?"
As the race moved from the middle to the end, Zilk went into battle to break through the upper classmates' enclosure. He pushes himself out of the enclosure in a forcible acrobat-like motion, accelerating as he is, one after the other.
"It's like he's the only bike that's illegally remodeled."
Isn't it different because of the performance of the bike? The venue is so exhilarating that I think about it.
I'm glad too because if Zilk wins, he wins the bet...
Luxion has told me.
"Zilk won't make it to the finals."
He whispered, "Can't you? When I ask," Luxion tells me the diagnosis of Zirk's injury.
'It's fractured. I was surrounded and attacked and where the crack came in, I made an impossible move and broke it. No matter how much therapeutic magic is convenient in the world, you won't make it to the next race'
Zirk was critical and left the top to score a goal.
When such a zirc returns to the airship by air bike, medical professionals gather to carry it on stretchers because of the fall in.
Ange tries to get out of the lounge, so I asked.
"Where are you going?
"... because this is still a wrap-up of the year. I'll check on Zilk's injuries and get an understudy if I have to. I'll talk to the executive commissioner."
Libya will also try to follow me, so I also decided to go after the bundles of bills and gold coins on the round table in my bag.
My second daughter tells me.
"Oh, if you want to leave, you get the money. Your wallet is empty."
"... you're as thick as you really are"
To my younger brother's granddaughter, I gave her a few bills to chase after the Angels.
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Marier's voice was echoing in the infirmary.
"Zilk!"
[Marie Fou Larfan], who turned into a woman who seemed to be the same reincarnator as me and who had originally sidelined the main character's place, was crying on a zilk lying in bed.
Zirk is smiling at me to make me worry.
"It's okay, Mr. Marier. I'm safe here."
There are other Elf boys in the infirmary named His Highness Julius and Marie's dedicated servant [Kyle]. The other boys would compete as athletes, so they weren't on the spot.
Ange is talking to a first-year executive committee member.
"I can only substitute for you."
"So, but then the athlete..."
"Good boys are mostly in other competitions, so I can't believe they're replacing..."
This one apparently had a tough time finding an understudy.
Libya grabs my arm. I was whispering to the atmosphere on this occasion.
"Oh, uh, Mr. Zirk, are you okay?
"He said it would heal in three days. It's amazing how a broken bone can heal in three days."
Really magic is amazing.
Luxion countered and said, 'I would be fine for a day, depending on the conditions. No, I don't need twenty-four hours,' or so he appeals to me.
You don't want to lose this guy's magic. Too desperate to laugh.
While Libya seems strange.
"So, but I could treat you faster. Why don't you guys do that?
Therapeutic magic has few uses.
And because the protagonist is fit for therapeutic magic... he is so talented and powerful that he is called the Virgin.
I tell him to keep his mouth shut.
"Because normal in Libya is an anomaly. If I tell the doctor, he'll piss me off, so let's shut up. Because this is normal."
"Yes. Really?
It feels like you don't really understand, but it would help if you would shut up.
I know you're better than the experts, but showcasing that on this occasion is just gonna be a hassle. Doctors can hurt their pride, and there's a good chance there 'll be a bunch of people who don't want to hear rumors.
At the right time and place, let Libya's abilities be demonstrated...
"If Zilk won the race, he'd have won the prize!
The true meaning of Marie crying is terrible.
I put my hands on Marie's back like that to comfort her, such as Her Highness Julius.
"It's okay, Marie. Because I and everyone else are going to win."
It's a sports festival, but if there's only a school attended by noble children and they win each event, they get a prize.
A million or two million yen in Japanese yen?
The prize money is different for each event, and the prize money for air bike racing is 10 million yen. The prize money tells the story of how popular it is.
"I was hoping for an air bike race! It won't cost you half the price of an air bike race if you get it all in other competitions!
Zilk seemed sorry.
"I'm sorry. I didn't think I'd make it this far."
Marie is wiping her tears.
"It's true. Aren't the upper classmates terrible? I'm gonna ask you for compensation."
Her Royal Highness Julius and Zilk seem to illuminate Marie's words by thinking they are worried about themselves.
Love is something I often say blind.
"He's only been talking about money since just now. Is that good?
When I whispered that, Libya was in trouble too.
"Ki, I'm sure you're worried about Mr. Zirk, too. 'Cause you all gave up your status to be together."
Five of the attackers were caged because of a woman named Marie. If that's all, we might still have managed, but those five people - they abandoned their status.
She abandoned her fiancée and got cut off from her parents' house to be with Marie.
You're too ready to pull it off.
"Eh, what do you think? Marie seems to prefer money. I've only been talking about money since earlier."
I just found out what kind of woman a woman named Marie was, and the women who came to the infirmary and their surroundings.
The girl was a sophomore Countess [Clarice Fir Atley]. Elegant standing, fluffy, chunky hair.
She's like a painted lady.
I came from a court aristocratic Earl's house... a woman who was Zilk's ex-fiancé.
Aside from the surroundings, there are five dedicated servants of the subrace.
"Oh, you've been so confused.... Zilk, how do you feel now?
The surroundings that are nibbling.
But when he found out Ange was here, he changed his expression.
Zilk is closing his eyes.
"... Clarice, did you do this?"
Clarice yells and scatters against Zilk, who perceived everything.
"Yeah, I am! You dumped me, you're going to hell! I will never forgive you."
I'm scared to see Senior Clarice, a beauty, furious.
"When a beauty gets angry, it's powerful."
"Mr. Lion, what are you talking about! Please be more serious."
Ange stood in front of Senior Claris when he closed his mouth to meet Libya's such request.
"I want you to be quiet in the infirmary.... Clarice, I know how you feel, but are you grand misconduct at the sports festival?
Senior Claris steps back but shakes his neck sideways against Ange's stare. Disturbed hair was making Senior Clarice look unnecessarily scared.
"... don't look great. This happened because you didn't hold His Highness's reins. You're pissed off that you were dumped the same way and acted like nothing happened to you. Yell like you always do."
Ange was wrinkling between her eyebrows.
... Ange, you sound angry.
"What am I? Only one of you is going to be the heroine of the tragedy? You even took a dedicated slave and behaved flashy for a long time. I can see you were wearing a cat."
"Oh, what do you know!
Senior Clarice's surroundings went into a halt where the two were about to grab each other.
The opponent is Ange, the Duke's Lady.
I guess I never wanted to turn it around on the enemy.
I agree with that, too. The people around you are struggling, too. I was just a little sympathetic.
Senior Clarice was staring at the zirc.
Zilk closing his eyes and trying not to look at his face...... you, are you really reflecting? It's all your fault. Do something!
"Come out next time. I'll bump you in front of the public. I'll be paying you back forever. You cry and beg forgiveness. I would never forgive you for doing that!
This is pretty angry.
In contrast, the reaction of the zirc was cold.
"... if that makes you feel better, you should make it full. But if you do anything to Marie or anyone else, I will never forgive you."
Even though Marie was completely airy between the two of them, the name turns to Senior Clarice's blood-running eyes.
I react with Vikri, but I got into the act to see if it was switched on somehow.
... This guy looks just like my sister in her previous life to this point. I'm really angry.
"Seniors, revenge will not create anything. More important-"
"I'm not saying what I found out! Produce nothing? That's what's wrong with you!
"Yes, I'm sorry!
Senior Clarice was furious when she heard Marie's lying dialogue. Naturally. The woman who took my fiancée is angry, too, if you say that.
Ange also had a cold gaze at Marie.
But it was His Highness Julius who came forward to block those two sights.
"It would be good around there. Angelica, don't turn your eyes on Marie like that."
"... I'm sorry, Your Highness"
When Ange apologized, His Highness Julius turned his gaze to Senior Clarice.
This guy, as long as I envy the royal aura out for nothing.
"Senior Clarice. I understand you can't forgive me for Zilk. But I want this to stop now. It won't do you any good."
Senior Clarice, leaning down and having a dark grin, looked a little crazy.
"... Will Your Highness say that? Do you have any idea how many people have become unhappy for just one woman? Angelica isn't the only one. You know what I and my other fiancées say in the shadows? You don't know, do you? There's no way you're gonna know."
... There are people who have become unhappy because Marie went for reverse harem.
I knew the world of maiden gay was terrible.
"... I know we don't have the right to preach. But I can't let this go on. It won't do you any good."
What I thought was in my mouth.
"You're handsome until the dialogue. You sound so convincing, even though you're the man Marie scolded and dumped your fiancée. I knew your face was important."
"Mr. Lion, meh! You can't say that. So, meh!
Libya's vain "meh! ♪ I can't help but be cute ♪ She's supposed to serve the bastards, but I thought I could serve her if it was this charm.
The protagonist is too scared.
As such, His Highness Julius was staring at my dialogue.
Let's keep our mouths shut and keep our gaze away.
Senior Clarice returned the blemishes.
"If you're coming out, I'll smash you next time. You don't have to come out, I'll crush the understudy. I'll remind you... because I will never forgive you."
Senior Clarice leaving with a laugh.
... The air in the infirmary sucks.
I sigh.
"This, the next race can't be an understudy, can it? Nobody's gonna want to take their place."
When I said that, Zilk was about to get up with his injured body.
"-Come on!"
"Jilk, stop it!
His Highness Julius is holding onto the bed, but he seems to intend to appear in person.
"Let go, Your Highness. No one will get hurt if I leave. This is the best way to do it."
... I think the best way to do this was for you guys not to break your engagement. I know I can't help it, but I really wanted to complain.
The original protagonist, Libya, and someone among the five of them were supposed to stick together and head to the happy ending.
Now he's been allotted, and he's five with very little back shield. I can't predict what will happen in the future.
The first-year executive committee members were looking at me in a flicker.
"Hey, hey, how's Bartfalt?
"Grades are critical player level..."
"If you're going to get bummed anyway, isn't this guy better than Master Zirk?
When Faceko's gaze in the infirmary gathered on me, Ange stood forward to shelter me.
"I'm not going to let Lion compete. Can you make me compete after learning such a story? I'm sorry, but I abstain."
Marie was raising her voice when she heard it. Quite in a hurry.
"Wait! What happens to the prize money! I was hoping for an air bike race!
Ange was staring at the momentum that people could kill with her gaze.
"Something that can get more injured people out for something like that."
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
I didn't mean to compete, but if I did, I'm sure the venue would have been thrilled to see me get bogged down.
... I would never want to leave.
- Just.
"But if you do, Angelica's reputation will be"
"Right. I can't believe I can't even substitute for you. As a representative of the school year, it's a problem..."
"If only someone would come out..."
Marie tells me to slap me in the neck. I don't care what you're talking about for the first time, but this guy is kind of blunt.
"Oh, yeah! If you don't get out, the woman will be in trouble! Hey, Julius!
"Oh, yeah, because Angelica's like a first-grade delegate. It's Angelica's arm that can't provide surrogacy...... well, does it concern her reputation?
When I saw Ange, she looked like she was in trouble.
"... don't worry about me. You don't even have to bother to get hurt. You can't be bothered any more."
... I'm having a little trouble!
In the first place, why is it Ange's fault if he can't set up a surrogate? In the first place, a representative of the school year would be good for His Royal Highness the former Prince there!
I mean, I'm having trouble losing Ange's reputation or something!
This is Ange's pattern of trouble because she sheltered me! I can't let that happen!
... because I owe my angel daddy!
I was fine selling the fight to His Royal Highness Julius, who was Prince Wang, because I thought Ange's dad would protect me, and he actually protected me.
It also made it unclear what it meant to be born, but from such an angel dad, what would you think if my daughter's reputation was damaged because of me?
... determined to be furious. I would be outraged.
"... to compete"
"To?"
Libya was surprised.
Ange also has her eyes open.
"Lyon, if you're sympathetic..."
"It's not sympathy! I've made up my mind. I'm in. I need you to go through the process immediately. Then get the bike ready."
And I said to the executive commissioner, "I did. Let's let everyone know ~" one of them left the infirmary.
You're going to tell me I'm going to get bummed out.
"Mr. Lyon, aren't you being impotent?
I turned a serious eye to Libya's words.
"Insensitive? No. This is mean!
Ange, who looks in trouble, wants to stop me from appearing.
"No, you can't. There are many people who are good at air biking at Clarice's place. Last year's winner was the man around him. I don't know what you're gonna do if you want to play rough, too."
"Still, there are times when I have to do it!
Both Ange and Libya seem to have given up on stopping to my temper.
"Lion...... well, if you say that much, I won't say anything anymore. Let's hope you win."
"Wow, I'll be there for you too! You're very supportive of Mr. Lyon!
Ange, don't piss Dad off.
'Cause I'm gonna die.
Marie was relaxed.
"Don't worry if you leave. Glad to lose. If I win, the prize is mine. Yeah, I'm fine!
... Can't I punch my fist in this guy's face? I think this guy will be forgiven for hitting him. Surely it's thanks to Zilk that we can be in the final race. But I'm trying to win a prize.
Zilk looked at my face and then he leaned down regrettably.
You hate me so much! You hate me too! I hate it!
"... now I have to rely on you"
"Cry and rejoice, you green shady bastard. I'll lend you one."
When I said that, I was laughing small.
"You're going to owe me a great deal"
"... be prepared because you will return it immediately"
I got ready to leave the infirmary and compete in the air bike race.