CH 3

Three years had passed by the time I had learned all intermediate Light magic from Holy Maria-sama’s textbook, and the day was approaching when I would enter Appleton Magic Academy.

It seems that the advanced magic above this must be studied not from Holy Maria-sama’s textbook, but from a book called the Mysterious Arts Scripture. However, it is written in code-like text and no one can decipher it.

Kyoukou-sama promised to bring it from the Temple Headquarters’ Treasury, but I wonder if I can read it.

Well, I don’t have a Demon King hounding us right now, so if I’m going to live a school life, I think I’ll be fine with Light magic up to the intermediate level.

… What do I learn at the magic academy?

There shouldn’t be a Professor of Light Magic there…

No, no, no, school is important, it’s something to do with youth and developing friendships and stuff.

Knowing other types of magic is also an experience.

Hahahaha.

But these 3 years were fun, with my barony parents, my baker parents, and the people at the temple were all good.

I studied a lot, so my grades in the Magic Academy Entrance Test were also high.

My manners are perfect, I’ve gotten better at dancing, and now I’m the main character of an otome game who won’t be embarrassed wherever she goes.

I’ve done it.

The day before I was about to enter school, Clark-otou-sama called me to his study.

Otou-sama is usually all smiles but today, he had a firm and serious face.

“Today, I thought I’d give you a word of caution about your school life, Makoto,” Otou-sama said.

“What about my school life?” I asked.

“It’s a little early, but let’s just talk about politics, shall we?” Otou-sama said.

“Politics, huh?” I said.

“You look as if you don’t think the daughter of a baron won’t get involved in politics,” Otou-sama said.

Well, he’s got a point there, if you go from the usual flow of otome games, the first and second princes will be of concern, and the villainess is also a duke’s daughter, so I might get caught up in politics.

“The princes will be attending Appleton Magic Academy, and you are a saint candidate, Makoto, so there will be all manner of difficulties,” Otou-sama said.

“Yes, I know that,” I said.

“I’m sure there will be times when you run into a daughter of a duke or some other high-ranking aristocrat,” Otou-sama said.

“Yes,” I said.

Right, in the otome games, I used to talk to the first prince and go on dates without hesitation, but this is the real world.

If you get in trouble with Vivian Pottinger-sama, the fiancée of the First Prince, Otou-sama’s feet will also be put to the fire from the scandal.

The other capture targets also have legitimate fiancées, so it’s not good to make waves.

Above all, I’m not interested in falling in love with a handsome guy.

Seen from the outside, things like that are something to be enjoyed by fantasizing about the relationship, and for a fujoshi like myself, it’s not something I want to jump head into and get caught in to get my heart pounding.

It wasn’t talked about much in the game, but I think that Game Makoto being able to capture the prince and whoever else she pleased was probably because the royal family or some other noble families wanted to take in a future saint.

That’s why I think Game Makoto was allowed to be quite disrespectful.

If I do my best in this life, I will be able to capture the first prince’s heart, become the queen, and ruin the villainess.

However, if a duchy were to fall, there would be a lot of unemployed servants, and people would die from the resulting power vacuum.

I cannot bear such a heavy responsibility. That’s the reality of the situation.

I’m a mourning woman who didn’t have a single first love in my previous life, so I can’t handle that.

“In case that time comes, you know?” Otou-sama said.

“Right,” I said.

I’ll stay out of political strife, I can’t afford to gain the ire of a duchy and cause trouble for my Otou-sama.

It would also be terrible if my Onii-sama was dismissed from his knight order in retaliation.

I’ll pull away and stay away as hard as I can.

“Do what you wish, Makoto,” Otou-sama said

“Huh?” I asked.

What did Otou-sama just say?

“Makoto, you are a very kind and clever girl. At school, you can do as you please,” Otou-sama said.

“Wh-Wh-Wh-Wha-What are you talking about, Otou-sama?!” I yelled. “If I get in trouble with a duchy, our barony will be blown to pieces.”

“It doesn’t matter, if that’s what you believe, Makoto, and act as such, neither I nor Hannah will think anything of it,” Otou-sama said.

“Do-Do-Do-Don’t say something so ridiculous!” I yelled. “Ar-Are you saying it’ll be fine to put the fate of House Kimball on the shoulders of a little girl like me?! Survival of the nobility is first and foremost!”

“I’m a historian, Makoto. For a child like you, believing in yourself and taking action is what is ultimately for the best. I call it the qualities of a hero,” Otou-sama said.

“No, wait, I’m a small citizen I can’t believe I’d be such a hero,” I said.

Otou-sama’s trust is too heavy.

What does he mean, a hero?!

I’m just a high-spirited little girl armed with Light magic, not that much.

Otou-sama laughed softly and smiled gently.

When I saw that face, I couldn’t say anything.

To my Otou-sama, I was not just a girl the king requested he adopts.

I was his daughter, damn our not being blood-related.

This person really believes in me.

My chest felt hot.

Tears are dripping from my eyes and spilling down my skirt.

“Otou-sama…” I said, “I don’t want to go to school, I want to stay like this as I have for the past 3 years, surrounded by kind people, studying and living…”

“You can’t do that, Makoto,” Otou-sama said. “You’ll have to change your residence many times from now on, and each time, it will be because you’ve grown bigger and no longer fit. Leave me and Hannah behind. Makoto, grow as big as you can and fly as high as you can.”

“T’ank y’u so mudge,” I blubbered, full-on crying now. “I’m go’n’ do my besht.”

“Come back when you feel lonely because this is still your home,” Otou-sama said.

I’m still crying.

I cried like a small child and my Otou-sama gently patted my head.

Forever, forever.

Like a baby, I cried and cried, and after I calmed down a little, I went to bed and sighed.

Otou-sama said that, but I shouldn’t be spoiled.

For the time being, I’ll avoid conflict with the Villainess.

Don’t get too close to the First Prince.

Even if you get close to a black-hearted handsome man, you will do a lot of harm and no good.

Let’s be proactive and snap the flags before they rise.

I don’t even want to get close to becoming queen, such a life seems too busy.

For the time being, if I don’t increase my favorability with any capture target, the game can go on to the Friendship End.

After the heartrending masterpiece “The Elegy of the Losing Maiden” plays, and after the credits roll, I get a CG of Carol-sama and me drinking moonshine apple cider and making a big fuss at a party.

By the way, this Friendship End, it’s the only route in all the routes where the Villainess survives.

As you’d expect Prince Kevin to react to the selfish and free-spirited Vivian-sama, he’d cut her off from his life and slap her back and forth.

There is an event where the main character, Makoto, quietly watches Vivian-sama’s crying like a maid from the shadows.

But since the engagement with the prince hasn’t been officially annulled, I guess she’ll get married anyway.

Hmmm, that’s fine.

For Vivian-sama too, compared to the downfall of the duke family, or a beheading on top of the annulment of the engagement, peace, peace, peace would be fine.

As for me, let’s spend a peaceful school life, and after that, as a saint, let’s do a suitable job at the temple and live happily.

Do not seek turmoil in the government.

Aim for the Friendship End!

Having happily decided on the Happy School Life Policy, I fixed my pillow and went to bed.

Anyway, let’s get up early for tomorrow’s entrance ceremony and crush the Meeting Event with First Prince Kevin, let’s do that.

Ah, but I’m looking forward to seeing the real-life handsome guys and the real-life Carol-sama.

Ufufufufu.