During the lunch break, Yuria, who had managed to catch her breath, left the class with Leo and Chiya. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 InfoSince Leo doesn't sit with Yulia and Chiya during lunch, she says goodbye to both of them shortly after.

“...... When Princess Leo was there, I deliberately didn't say it. ”

"Huh~?"

"When the eldest lady was listening to the lecture in the morning, she had been sleeping, right?"

“......”

Chiya gave an embarrassed expression and tilted her face to the side.

"Please don't run away! You obviously don't understand the math subject! I've learned about it before, so why don't you bring it at lunchtime—"

"Don't!"

Qianye shook her head angrily like a child who was tired of school.

"If the eldest lady continues like this, she will become a bad student! Since everyone is extremely diligent, as long as the eldest lady is a little lazy, she will become the tail of the crane in the class!"

"That's done......"

"Please don't give up on yourself so easily!"

"Alas......"

In the face of Yuria's urging, Chiya only resisted softly:

"I—I'm just because I didn't sleep well last night......"

"The first session was clearly Villian's self-study class, but you didn't sleep! You're just looking for an excuse to escape!

"Eh~~~"

Qianye sat down on the old seat in the old place with some reluctance.

"No—compared to those, Yulia, you're going to be the student council president, are you just obedient, and there really is no resistance?"

"Ah, this thing...... Of course I would like to put up a little bit of resistance, but ...... No, no, miss, you want to divert the topic again!"

"Cut ......"

Does she really hate math that much......

The second-grade curriculum is indeed several grades more difficult than the first-grade course.,Especially the school park has a two-hour long class.,And there's a lack of connection between them.,So,In fact, it's natural to feel lost about the curriculum at this time.。

It's just that it's not right to run away!

Yulia looked dissatisfiedly at the thousand nights who were going to pass the matter, and wanted to admonish again—

"Hey, I'm sorry, you must be the same Miss Ayna who shined at the opening ceremony!"

“......？”

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Yulia was forced to interrupt what she had done to persuade the eldest lady to listen carefully. He looked up.

"Ah......h

Noticing Yuria's movements, the visitor let out a soft cry of surprise.

"You're ......! You're Miss Aina! I'm sorry, I'm acting out of my temper......"

"No, no, no, that's okay......"

The person who came was a beautiful girl who looked quite aristocratic, and she was holding her beautiful hair in a bun, and she seemed to be a little nervous.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

Yulia was the first to speak. After all, Chiya, who was sitting next to her, was staring at Yulia deadly. Not...... Obviously, this is not my own problem......

"Ah......h Could you please sign it for me?"

The eldest lady with the bun in front of her lowered her head slightly, and explained slowly in a nice soft voice:

"I'm very impressed with you...... I am determined to support you in the election of the student president, huh...... Actually, I just want you to sign my name......"

Hey......?

Signature?

On closer inspection, she still had a pen in her hand and a leather pamphlet that seemed to be extraordinarily valuable.

I was asked to sign it...... This was the first time Yulia had encountered it in her life. He lost his mind for a while, and looked at Qianye beside him with some nervousness.

"Humph!"

But she just turned away in dissatisfaction, and it didn't seem like she was going to help Yulia solve the problem.

"Eh, uh...... Why do you want to ask me for an autograph?"

"Hey, that's normal, isn't it? Your name has spread throughout the third year, and everyone wants to talk to you alone...... Through my conversations with you, I can see that you are indeed a gentle and lovely person. It would be a great honor for us to be the student council president. ”

"Third and third grade ......?!"

"......, yes, I'm in the third grade...... But don't worry, since you're the chosen successor of Lord Hua Ji, and you've had that kind of brave deeds that you don't care for, I think everyone has a good impression of you—ah, do you agree to sign for me?"

"Sign, sign? ah...... Ah, okay......"

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Being so respected by the third-grade senior sister really made Yulia feel uncomfortable. But,After all, there's no shortage of bold girls in the school park.,Even when it's lunch.,People keep asking Yulia for autographs.。 After all, they are all people who support them, and Yulia can only obediently sign again and again. Looking at them as if they had been treasured, Yulia's heart was full of mixed feelings.

Among the dozens of people who came just now, there must be people with that kind of orthodox aristocratic thinking. If they find out that the person they love is a servant...... Maybe they'll blow up the school.。

But with Willyne there, that's probably impossible.

It wasn't until the bell rang for class in the afternoon that Yulia finally got rid of the big ladies who popped up one after another. It was only after he finally sat down in his place that he let out a long breath.

Is it really that attractive......

Yulia really didn't want to think about this kind of thing. After a helpless glance at Qianye, who was still having a small temper, he fell on the table with some fatigue.

...... Well, it's no wonder that Thousand Nights would do that. It's actually quite comfortable. Especially in this position, with trustworthy people around, the feeling of comfort almost multiplies.

Suddenly, his hair was touched. There is no doubt that the other party is a thousand nights. You can't go wrong with the touch of that little hand.

"Miss...... miss?"

"Yulia, hmm...... That's pretty good hair. ”

"Huh?"

It seems that the eldest lady is not angry, which is a good thing. But she had been stroking Yuria's head slowly, and Yuria, who was a little distracted, shook and looked sideways at Chiya.

"Hmm...... In fact, if you think about it, it seems that my butler can win the love of those women, and there is nothing unhappy for me as a host. Rather, you should try to win them over and turn them into fans who will follow you even if the land collapses. ”

"No...... I don't think that's going to be possible......"

"It's already class, why don't you get up?"

"Hmm...... Good ......"

The same two classes in the afternoon. At this pace, if I have time for self-study, I'm afraid I will have to wait until the third grade. After all, each grade level has a full hour of staggered dismissals. (To be continued.) )