Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer - Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer chapter 140

140 – Beautiful Girl Golem (1)

In the beginning, he was probably called to the imperial castle for killing Sangun in Yeongsan.

Simply because it was a celebration event.

In fact, the event and banquet itself went smoothly. Is there anything complicated about a banquet where you just drink and chat?

In the end, it was the emperor’s strange behavior that became the problem.

‘Until then, I just thought it was strange… ….’

My body stiffened and my expression trembled. An unknown sense of guilt arose towards me.

I didn’t know the cause at the time.

Afterwards, I was able to see Dante’s memories at Howard’s stone pagoda. About paradise, about Howard, about supernatural powers.

There was a time when I got caught up in Dante’s emotions and almost got into trouble, but I was able to come to my senses with Eve’s touch.

It would have been better if that touch had been a little less extreme. To be honest, wouldn’t it have been possible for me to never wake up like that?

According to what I asked later, he almost hit me in the back of the head with a bat made out of blood.

She is such a good-behaved sister. Anyway, even though I was grateful for the help I received, I still didn’t think it would be easy to get used to the gap in my personality that changed from time to time.

But, in my experience, it feels like the difference between when there is not enough blood and when there is enough blood, so you just have to be careful about that cycle.

‘…… Also, I wanted to talk to the emperor at least once before I left.’

The next thing I thought of was about the emperor. He is like an uncle to me.

Even so, it wasn’t a family relationship that felt real.

Yes, it has to be that way. If you ask me, it’s Dante’s family, but not mine.

There must be some similarities with the way I look at Eve.

As I experienced Dante’s memories indirectly, of course, I felt a certain level of identification with Dante.

However, it is still possible to clearly distinguish them.

‘So to speak, do you want to feel like you’re just 30% cousin and 30% uncle?’

One way or another, I was saying that I didn’t really feel like I was related by blood. Biologically speaking, they are family.

Anyway, the conversation got a bit lost, but the emperor did not want to meet me until the day I finally left the imperial castle.

To be more precise, even though it seemed like he was trying to get his mind together and talk to me, the moment he made eye contact with me, he would flinch and back away.

This happened quite a few times in this short period of time.

Well, as if I had heard something from Eve, the wariness or annoyance towards me seemed to have faded. Do you understand that I am not trying to kill you right now?

So the problem was guilt.

What was the emperor thinking as he looked at me and Dante?

You probably feel guilty, and you probably feel guilty.

And when I was thinking about it, I was able to find myself continuing my thoughts with Dante’s feelings at some point.

After all, the Emperor looks quite similar to Howard.

Perhaps, Dante’s anger will not disappear for quite some time.

Maybe it will continue endlessly.

At this point, I felt like I wanted to respect him to a certain extent, but no matter how much I do, I can’t follow Dante’s feelings.

I suddenly thought of Dante’s nickname.

Why, it feels similar to the very funny nicknames that are frequently seen on the Internet.

-A dog that barks when it sees someone from the imperial family.

‘Hmm, that’s perfect. It suits you perfectly.’

I thought to myself and nodded to myself.

How can we get along like this?

As I knew the past intimately, it was bitter but not incomprehensible.

It is an unfortunate life. It must be a life bordering on tragedy.

‘In other words, that’s it.’

That was exactly the extent of my understanding. I sympathize with him and pray for the peace of his younger brothers who died in paradise…….

And again, Duke Blake is definitely going to be screwed over with my own hands.

No matter what the Dante inside me says, I have no intention of harming Eve. Never.

Isn’t it obvious?

Like the others, Eve is someone I have made a connection with in this world and can even be called a friend.

Friend, senior, or older sister. Or women.

I had no intention of hurting Eve, which could have many other meanings.

Because you are a precious person to me.

For the same reason, I did not intend to forgive Duke Blake.

No matter what happens, I will never, ever make you pay for your sins with my own hands.

That bastard crossed the line. Paradise is paradise, and it can be said that it is a truly disgusting human being to live shamelessly like that, but-.

More than that, he touched Flügel.

It added fuel to Flügel’s already precarious condition, and if he had not been able to save the Holy Grail, it would not have been surprising if Sadal literally woke up…….

‘Well, if you’ve jumped out, you should get away with it, duke.’

Yes, he deserved to die.

He committed a worthy crime.

With an uncharacteristically grim expression on my face, I grabbed the flugel that had just happened to be standing next to me.

At that time, it was okay to say that Flügel was treated unfairly because I was angry.

So, next time, I won’t be dazed like an idiot.

The moment he tries to do something, I kill him.

Thinking like that, I gently pulled the Flügel towards me. I was a bit worried, so I was planning on just tying it to my waist.

First of all, that was my intention.

[…] … hehehehe. I love it so much…….]

“?”

What on earth is this voice that comes out of nowhere and seems to be melting? What are we going to do?

I immediately broke my gaze and looked down at Flügel.

“…… Flügel?”

I’m sure it was an illusion, but for a moment, I felt as if my eyes met hers.

Why on earth can redness appear on the blade?

[…] … Ah, Dante, I love that expression right now. It’s the kind of expression that completely satisfies me. So, quickly tie me to your belt. Oh, if you don’t mind, use as much force as possible…… !]

“… ….”

[Hey, what should I do! Because I’m fine! Yes, come on!]

For a moment, my whole body was shaking. It was so obscene that it sent goosebumps down my spine.

…… I feel sorry for saying this, but it was a perverted magic sword that made me feel really bad.

[Oh!]

I immediately threw Flügel to the opposite seat, closed my eyes and leaned back in my seat as if I hadn’t heard anything.

Is it for no reason to worry about that guy?

[…] … Huh, I’m starting to feel a sense of pleasure even though I’ve been left alone. What do we do? I guess I’m really seriously ill.]

It seems like it must have been a needless worry.

I quickly closed my eyes and closed my ears.

…… There’s still about half a day left until we arrive at the academy.

*****

Academy campus located on high ground in Academy City. The carriage took us right to the entrance.

Just like it was the moment we left.

“…… Huh?”

If there is one thing that is unusual, it is that a very unusual person came out to greet us.

A girl with flowing blonde hair tied into pigtails.

…… So, our dean was waiting at the campus entrance with anxious eyes.

Tsumei, who was looking around at the thirty-two students, soon found me.

-Isn’t it Tsumei? That person.

-I guess that’s right, but why here?

And then, passing by the students who were looking at him with half-awkward and half-questioning eyes, he came to stand in front of me at a brisk pace.

And the first thing I did was lift up my school uniform shirt.

‘Hmm.’

Of course, I didn’t feel ashamed of Tsumei’s behavior or anything like that, but of course it was because I didn’t know what she was doing to confirm.

“…… Ah.”

Flügel clings to my waist and raises his head.

After seeing her appearance, Tsumei let out a small breath.

[Aunt…… ?]

A look of relief was evident on Tsumei’s face. And neither she nor I, Flügel, were insensitive enough not to notice the striking change in her expression.

First, Flügel pulled the blade and placed it just 1cm in front of Tsumei.

[What happened? Why is your expression like that?]

“…… That is.”

To Flügel’s clear and sonorous question, Tsumei was unable to give her answer right away.

For some reason, he appears frozen and hesitant, which is really unusual.

Then Flügel glanced back at me. A brief exchange of glances.

Soon she spoke her words.

[My aunt must be getting old. I think she was very lonely without us.]

“… ….”

“… ….”

And Tsumei and I remained silent at those words.

In particular, Tsumei’s silence was very heavy.

I tapped Flügel, who said something meaningless, with the back of her hand, then looked at Tsumei.

But did the previous joke(?) Have any effect?

“Ha.”

Tsumei’s complexion looked better than before as she sighed softly and placed her hand on her forehead.

At that time, Beatrice came to her side and placed a hand on her shoulder.

And she speaks as if she is quite concerned.

“Would you like me to give you a Cure? “It might sting a bit for dragons.”

“…… I do not need!”

Tsumei cried and pushed away Beatrice’s hand.