Chapter 75

Xiaoming stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter from his mother.

In the midst of the cherry blossoms dancing in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

Misaki bowed her head.

Her ears turned red.

The awkward silence was broken by Rin.

Her cold navy eyes turned to Misaki.

"So, transfer student, you're a girl, huh?"

"Y-Yes..."

Misaki nodded.

"Being a transfer student and a girl... I don't know whether to call it fortunate or unfortunate."

Olivia scanned Misaki and said.

"...Arisa, you completely fooled me. I'm upset."

Nishizawa Arisa's gaze turned to Misaki.

"You don't have to feel bad... Even if I had ten mouths, I wouldn't know what to say."

Clap.

Misaki clasped her hands together and bowed her head.

Thud.

Nishizawa Arisa stood up.

Thud, thud.

Her footsteps approached Misaki's back.

Thump.

"Managing to act like a guy despite having such a large lump of fat? Miss Kamia."

Misaki's eyes widened at the unfamiliar touch.

"Another cow udder. Arisa is upset. Breasts are just lumps of fat, after all."

Nishizawa Arisa's lips pouted.

Olivia, Rin, and then Misaki.

All three were girls with larger chests than hers, often called "big-breasted" in the world.

This fact did not sit well with Nishizawa Arisa.

"Ah! Don't touch me! Miss Nishizawa!"

"No─way! Cow udders like this, like this! Hmph!"

"Ah─?!"

Misaki's face turned red.

Seeing Misaki's bashful appearance, Rin placed her hand on her chest and said,

"Yeah, a woman's greatest weapon is her chest. In that sense, a flat chest is a failing grade as a woman."

"What? Are you ignoring Arisa, the top beauty in the prefecture and the academy's top idol? The number of guys who only look at Arisa could circle the Earth. Of course, Arisa doesn't care about those disgusting guys at all. Arisa only has her master."

Thud, thud.

Arisa walked towards Rin, who had stood up, and they bumped into each other.

Their foreheads collided.

The chests of the two women pressed against each other and were squished.

"Don't instill strange knowledge into our Makopi, cow. It's common sense that a moderate-sized chest is the most beautiful."

"Same old nonsense, flat chest. When did the transfer student become 'our Makopi'?"

"Miss Nishizawa? Shinazaki? It's my fault, so please don't fight... "

As Shinazaki Rin and Nishizawa Arisa glared at each other, Misaki was flustered.

"Both of you, stop this childish fight."

Olivia's cold voice echoed through the small hall.

Nishizawa Arisa and Shinazaki Rin quickly shut their mouths and stepped back.

The small hall became quiet.

Olivia, with her arms crossed, looked down at Misaki and said,

"Well, fine. Now that it's clear you're a girl and not a guy, the worst-case scenario has been avoided. I'm a bit annoyed that you deceived us, though..."

Misaki flinched at Olivia's words.

"...The sin of deceiving this noble French princess, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, and making her take unnecessary steps is great, but since it seems there were circumstances, I'll let it slide this time."

Olivia pouted.

Misaki deceiving everyone was annoying.

But she couldn't ignore the circumstances behind it.

Olivia was also a part of this gentle world.

"...And there was a request from a certain foolish man to get along with you. Transfer student, you should be grateful to me. Understand? There won't be a next time!"

Snap.

Olivia placed her hand on her chest and said,

"His request... "

"Are you talking about the master, princess?"

It was not Misaki but Rin and Nishizawa Arisa who reacted to Olivia's words.

The gazes of the two people sitting beside her turned to Olivia.

A smile appeared on Olivia's lips.

"Yes! Hmph. I really don't want to listen to his commands, but as his exclusive maid, I have no choice but to follow them."

Before the hearing, when she heard from Kim Deok-sung that he wanted her to get along with Misaki as much as possible,

Olivia was honestly resentful.

'Really, a fool. An idiot. A sea cucumber, a sea urchin, a sea anemone. The most insensitive man in the galaxy! Why did he have to ask me of all people?'

Getting along with another woman.

It was an idea that contradicted her mission as an exclusive maid to exclude unqualified women.

That's what Olivia had been thinking until just now.

But when she realized that she was the only one among the three who had heard Kim Deok-sung's request, Olivia suddenly felt better.

"Yes. It's only me who heard the request from Kim Deok-sung, that man. Indeed, that fool can't do without the support of this exclusive maid, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, right? Hehe."

Olivia smiled.

The resentment had long flown away.

"...I haven't lost yet."

"Master, that's too much. Arisa can get along with Makopi too!"

Arisa puffed her cheeks, and Rin's face hardened.

Watching the chaos in front of her, Misaki's heart raced, and her face turned red.

'Master asked them to take care of me?'

Whoosh.

Misaki's face turned red.

Indeed, the master is a kind person.

Misaki smiled faintly, thinking this.

"But that doesn't mean I recognize you. Don't misunderstand. Understand? The place by his side is reserved for the exclusive maid, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte. I can't allow unqualified riffraff."

Olivia looked at Misaki and said.

Misaki nodded, feeling an inexplicable presence.

"Alright. Since the master asked, I want to get along with Makopi. What should we do first? Hey, cow, any good ideas?"

"...Since it's the midterm period, how about we study together?"

Rin offered a meek answer.

"Such a boring suggestion, fitting for a bookish cow..."

Just as Arisa was about to nitpick,

"No, it's not a bad idea."

Olivia cut in.

"...But since the princess thinks it's a good idea, Arisa will agree too. Thank the princess, cow."

Arisa hastily changed her words.

Olivia crossed her arms.

Memories of the days shortly after meeting Kim Deok-sung surfaced in her mind.

Memories of studying with him in the study room.

They even ate seasoned chicken together.

Maybe they could study together again, just like back then...

Thinking this far, Olivia's face heated up.

"Ugh... Anyway! It would be best to include that fool in our study session! His note-taking skills are at rock bottom, just like his idiocy!"

"Master too? Great, great! Arisa is completely in favor!"

Nishizawa Arisa jumped up and down, laughing.

"Not a bad idea. But do you know where Kim Deok-sung is, Bonaparte?"

"That's... "

Olivia was at a loss for words at Rin's question.

She didn't know where Kim Deok-sung was either.

She had come to the hearing after a brief conversation with him, feeling hurt by his request to get along with Misaki.

"I don't know either."

"Master, where could he be?"

"Let's find Kim Deok-sung first."

Just as the three girls were huddling together,

"Th-That... Excuse me..."

Misaki, who was sitting, raised her hand.

"What is it, transfer student?"

Olivia asked.

"I know where the master is."

At Misaki's words, the three girls' gazes turned to her.

"...He said he was going to the Literature Club room. He's studying there with a second-year senior..."

The moment Misaki finished speaking,

Thud.

The three girls stood up.

"Another rival? Arisa is too tired."

"...Not only classmates but now seniors too... There are too many girls after him, which is troublesome."

"Unqualified stray cats daring to... Without my permission as the exclusive maid, they're wagging their tails...!"

Hearing Nishizawa, Rin, and Olivia's words, Misaki laughed awkwardly.

At that moment, the rivalry against another rival began to simmer beneath the surface.

*

At the same time.

Literature Club room.

Kim Deok-sung, who was studying with textbooks and notes spread out on the table, scratched his left ear.

'Why is my ear so itchy?'

Someone must be talking about me.

Just as Kim Deok-sung removed his hand from his left ear,

"Achoo!"

Hoshino Kasumi, the purple-haired beauty sitting across from him, sneezed.

Kasumi and Kim Deok-sung's eyes met.

Kasumi's face turned red.

She quickly opened her notebook to cover her face and said,

"S-Sorry. Junior. I suddenly sneezed. Someone must be talking about me."

"Stop the nonsense and explain this again, senior."

"Okay. Junior."

Thud.

Kasumi moved her chair closer to Kim Deok-sung and started explaining the concepts.

Before the four first-year heroines burst in, the club room was peaceful.

The Literature Club had welcomed four new members.

"Today, we'll cover this much. Junior."

Thud.

Printouts, textbooks, and reference books were piled up like a mountain on the table.

Kasumi, who was sticking to his side, smiled brightly.

Does she really enjoy studying that much?

Even when I was in school, I couldn't understand the mindset of people who enjoy studying.

My grades in college were far from the top of the class, and I was nowhere near the academic excellence scholarship.

I was grateful just to get a B, and most of the time, I was getting Cs.

And now, note-taking?