Chapter 6

The Main Heroines Are Trying to Kill Me - Episode 6 (6/524)

Episode 6

“…Young Master, it’s morning. Wake up.”

“Ugh… five more minutes…”

“It’s the first day you’ll meet your classmates. If you’re late…”

“I don’t care… let me sleep a bit more…”

“……..”

I stayed up all night, afraid that Kania might stab me in my sleep.

Of course, when Kania got up to wake me, I pretended to be asleep to make her uncomfortable.

It might seem like an unnecessary action, but each of these small acts adds up to the points needed to save the world.

To overcome the problems I’m facing, I need to move to the next stage as soon as possible. In other words, I need to act even more maliciously than before.

“…Well, I’ll go ahead first. Please don’t be late…”

“Let’s go together.”

“…What?”

“If you’re my servant, you should go with me. Wait a moment.”

“………”

She has been trained as a butler in our family since she was young. Therefore, she likes to follow the established rules and regulations, and she detests breaking them, almost to the point of obsession.

So, if I make her late on the first day… I’ll earn quite a few points.

“…Young Master, let me help you. We need to hurry and get ready…”

“Am I a child? Stay still. I can do this much on my own.”

I stopped Kania from helping me and started packing my things as slowly as possible.

“Please, Young Master…”

“……..”

Watching me, Kania began to urge me on, beads of cold sweat rolling down her face.

“Let’s see… books… stationery… hmm, should I take a fountain pen or a quill?”

“Young Master, we’re running out of time. Take everything and sort it out later…”

“What do you prefer? Kania?”

“…A fountain pen.”

“Alright, then I’ll take the quill.”

“…………”

After wasting time like this for a while, Kania suddenly bowed her head and began to mumble.

“…Young Master, we only have one minute left. Please, let me go.”

“Wait, I haven’t decided which brooch to wear yet.”

“…Have I done something wrong?”

While calmly rummaging through my brooches, Kania glared at me with a resentful expression and asked.

I wanted to tell her that her mistake was trying to kill me, but since it was my own fault and karma, I decided to remain silent.

“If you tell me, I’ll correct it. Please, forgive me…”

“Kania, don’t you like fountain pens?”

“…Yes.”

But since she kept talking, I took out the fountain pen she always carried and used, twirled it in my hand, and began to answer her question.

“Recently, a magical fountain pen has been developed that writes on its own.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes, isn’t it convenient? You don’t have to hold the pen and write with your hand.”

“That’s true. But what does that have to do with…”

“But just because a fountain pen can move on its own doesn’t mean it’s better than its owner.”

I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and, with the other, stopped twirling the fountain pen and began poking her chest.

“If a fountain pen, excited by its ability to move on its own, starts writing whatever it wants, it will eventually be thrown away. No matter how powerful the magic, a fountain pen is just a tool.”

“……..”

“So, if you don’t want to be thrown away, Kania, don’t act recklessly. If you do something like sending a telegram to my father without being asked, as you did this time, I’ll use my authority to have you and your sister expelled from the family.”

“I… understand.”

As I threw her pen into the corner of the room, Kania clenched her teeth and replied.

I looked at her with a satisfied expression, glanced at the clock behind her to confirm that we were already late, and said,

“…Alright, let’s go.”

“…Yes.”

“My luggage, you carry it. I’ll just choose a brooch and follow soon.”

“…Understood.”

After making her carry my luggage and leaving the room, I staggered and began coughing, covering my mouth.

“Cough! Cough! Ugh…”

It seems that when I pushed my life force into Kania’s shoulder, I overexerted myself.

After coughing for a while, I leaned on the bed, staggered to my feet, and sighed as I headed for the door.

“…Sigh.”

Now, it’s time to head to Class A, where the heroines who want to kill me are gathered.

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“…You guys, class has already started 10 minutes ago. What were you doing?”

“I’m sorry! I’m really sorry!”

“………….”

As soon as we entered Class A, the homeroom teacher’s reprimand rang out.

“…Frei Laon Starlight, and Kania. You both get 10 demerit points for being tardy without permission.”

“…Ugh!”

“…Do as you please.”

Pretending to ignore the teacher’s words, I headed to my seat and began looking at the system window that appeared in front of me.

‘…I had no choice. Sorry, Kania.’

If I leave Kania as she is, she will face her ‘first crisis’ within a few months.

In the previous cycle, she barely survived that crisis but ended up with permanent pain and hallucinations.

To delay or overcome that ‘first crisis,’ I need to awaken her younger sister earlier than usual.

The reason I’m deliberately acting maliciously now is that there’s an item in the system’s ‘Item Shop’ that can help awaken her sister faster.

Once I accumulate a certain amount of malice points, the next stage of the system will unlock, allowing me to access the ‘Item Shop.’

So, to prevent Kania from suffering from the curse and enduring pain and hallucinations for the rest of her life, I have no choice but to extract points from her, who is the easiest and closest target for me to act maliciously towards at this point.

For reference, one of the main reasons she committed suicide in front of me in the previous cycle was the pain and hallucinations.

So, as the system says, this was an ‘unavoidable’ choice for her.

– Creak, creak…

While thinking about this, I heard a strange sound and looked to the side to see Kania biting her lip so hard that blood was dripping. She must be feeling guilty about being late on the first day and receiving demerit points.

‘…Later, I should put some ointment in her bag without anyone noticing.’

“Now that everyone in Class A is here, let me introduce myself.”

Meanwhile, the teacher, who had been glaring at us fiercely, wrote her name in large letters on the blackboard and began addressing the Class A students.

“…My name is Isollet Arham Baywalk. I will be your teacher for the next year. I look forward to working with you.”

I looked at her as she finished her brief introduction and muttered to myself.

‘…It’s been a while since I saw this teacher.’

Isollet, the homeroom teacher for the first-year Class A, is the true teacher and hope of the academy, and the last conscience.

She is the eldest daughter of the Baywalk family, whose ancestors include the Sword Saint who helped my ancestor challenge the Demon King a thousand years ago. Her family has always produced excellent warriors, and she is considered a promising successor, even in a family with such high standards.

From a young age, she showed outstanding skills and rose rapidly. A few months ago, she was offered both the position of deputy commander of the royal knight corps and a teaching position at the academy.

Naturally, a normal person would have chosen the position of deputy commander in the royal knight corps, the highest honor and path for a warrior. However, Isollet, who is now looking at us with a cold gaze, defied everyone’s expectations and chose the teaching position at the academy.

The reason was her strong sense of justice.

Rather than becoming a puppet deputy commander in a corrupt royal knight corps, she chose to become a teacher at the academy to nurture the future generation.

This decision led to a fierce argument with her family, and she is now almost estranged from them.

Therefore, it’s unlikely that she will call herself ‘Baywalk’ after her introduction.

However, even if she doesn’t call herself Baywalk, her presence and authority remain.

She has the skills to overpower most academy students, and her authority is well-established.

“…Let’s start the class.”

As she announced the start of the class in a monotonous voice, most students sighed or grumbled.

Of course, on the first day of class, teachers usually tell stories, play games, or introduce themselves, not follow the curriculum like she did.

Indeed, the flaw of Teacher Isollet is that she is a strict rule-follower. That’s why she and Kania get along so well.

‘…Still, I respect this teacher.’

She was the one who stayed until the end when the academy was collapsing, cutting down the Demon King’s army to protect the students.

In other words, as I mentioned earlier, she is the ‘last conscience’ and ‘hope’ of this corrupt academy.

According to the prophecy, her heroic actions earned her the title of ‘Sub-Heroine’ in my ancestor’s world.

I don’t know much about it, but it’s fortunate that she is a ‘Sub-Heroine.’ If she were a ‘Main Heroine’ and the memories of the previous cycle returned, I might be fighting a life-or-death battle with her right now.

“…You, you… how are you here…!?”

“…?”

While thinking about this, I suddenly heard a shocked voice and looked to the side to see Irina, who looked haggard, staring at me with the eyes of someone who had seen a ghost.

“…………..”

Then, feeling a warm yet cold aura, I turned around to see Saint Ferlote glaring at me with wide eyes.

“………..”

When Kania, who was sitting next to me, also began to glare at me with a hateful look, a cold chill filled the classroom.

“Focus! All of you, focus! I’m not the kind of person who will accommodate you just because you’re in Class A!”

Sweating from the intense gazes, I sighed in relief when Teacher Isollet slammed her fist on the blackboard and shouted, diverting the heroines’ attention.

“…Now, 3/5 are here.”

Even without my fiancée, who is abroad, and the princess, who will appear just before today’s class ends, the classroom is already filled with a cold atmosphere.

I might need to buy a hot pack soon.

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“Now, let’s end today’s class.”

True to her nature as a strict rule-follower, Teacher Isollet ended the class the moment the bell rang.

Thanks to this, I was able to stretch in my chair, relieved to be free from the ordeal of listening to something I already knew. Suddenly, Kania, who was sitting next to me, jumped up and headed somewhere.

I watched her with a puzzled look, and then I heard a sound from behind.

“…Um, um, Mr. Frei?”

“……?”

Hearing a timid voice, I turned around to see Saint Ferlote standing behind me, looking extremely nervous.

“…Would you come to the cathedral after school? I want to bless the noble hero, Mr. Frei.”

As soon as she made her proposal, sweating profusely, a system window appeared in front of me, and I couldn’t help but mutter in disbelief.

‘…What? Is this a murder announcement?’

The ‘Pure Saint’ is known to be as kind and pure as the entire continent acknowledges.

In other words, she is so pure that she can’t come up with a proper evil plan.

“…Info window”

Looking at the trembling Ferlote with her eyes tightly shut, I muttered to bring up her info window. When I saw the special note, my eyes widened.

‘…Blessing of the Sun God?’

The Blessing of the Sun God is not something anyone can receive. It is a blessing given only to a saint recognized by the Sun God, and only when the saint’s sincere prayer is answered.

With this blessing, stats are meaningless. Ferlote could tear me apart with one hand today.

No wonder there’s a legendary story about the saint, who was a member of my ancestor’s party a thousand years ago, using this blessing to rip out the Demon King’s side.

“…No.”

“…Huh.”

If I went to the cathedral, I would be offered as a sacrifice to the Sun God without anyone knowing. I immediately refused, and Ferlote’s face showed shock.

“Wait… Don’t, you don’t understand the value of the blessing I’m offering. The blessing I want to give you today is something you can’t buy with money…

“…Well, I don’t need it.”

“But…?”

“Get lost. I hate the church people.”

“Um, um, I mean…”

Seeing my indifferent expression, Ferlote began to stammer, sweating.

As you can see, this ‘Pure Saint’ is not only pure-hearted but also naive.

To put it nicely, she is a devout believer who knows only the Sun God and the doctrine. To put it bluntly, she is a mana shuttle. The fact that she didn’t even prepare a Plan B if I refused her offer speaks volumes.

‘…Tsk, that’s why you get used by the church.’

The church elders, coveting her overflowing holy power, which even shows up as holy power instead of mana in the system, deceived her with sweet words and turned her into a mana shuttle.

Indeed, in the previous cycle, where the Demon King was openly roaming, they didn’t even show their faces, and now, while I’m struggling to save the world, they are giving blessings to the heroine who wants to kill me. It’s fitting for a church that worships a crazy Sun God.

So, the church also needs to be reformed. The feeling that I have more to do even if I do nothing is making me feel quite dirty.

“Um, um, um…”

“…Get lost. You holy power shuttle.”

“…..!”

Feeling annoyed, I coldly snapped, and the saint, tears welling up in her eyes, bowed her head deeply and returned to her seat.

Honestly, I was worried about what to do if she gave up and tried to tear my hair out, so it’s a relief.

“Um, how are you still alive… that bastard… Could it be, he’s been working with the Demon King all along…?”

As Ferlote returned to her seat dejectedly, this time Irina, sitting next to me, began to mumble in a panic.

She will experience ‘mana exhaustion’ for a year, so I need to take care of her like Kania.

If she fails or gets expelled from Class A, it will cause significant problems with the ‘scenario.’

‘So, the most dangerous ones are the princess and my fiancée…’

Thinking about this, I listened to the voices of Ferlote, who was diligently planning her next evil scheme in the back row, and Irina, who kept muttering, and quietly leaned back in my chair, thinking about the princess and my fiancée.

After some thought, I came to the following conclusion.

‘…Should I just take a leave of absence?’

Even with the system, I don’t have the confidence to beat those two.

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“I found it, my fountain pen.”

While Frei was racking his brain over how to deal with the princess and his fiancée, Kania returned to Frei’s dorm and picked up the fountain pen she had forgotten to take, which was lying on the floor.

“…Bastard, I will definitely kill you. No matter what, I will.”

Terrified of being late, she had forgotten to take the fountain pen, a precious treasure given to her by her younger sister when she was young. She clutched it tightly and tried to return to the main building of the academy before the class bell rang, but…

“…Huh?”

She noticed something on the white bedsheet and approached it, tilting her head.

“…What’s this?”

There, a handprint stained with blood was clearly visible.