CH 5

Warning: Violent Abuses of Power. I won’t be issuing warnings about this nearly as often; but if the idea of powerful people in positions of authority using it to casually and mercilessly beat up innocent people of low economic status bothers you, then know this story has that as an important plot point.

Hello, this is Makoto.

Currently, I’m in the square in front of the auditorium and am facing off against the villainess Vivian-sama.

How did this happen?

Yeah, in order to aim for Friendship End as I decided last night, I planned to thoroughly avoid Vivian-sama. So now where did that decision go, right?

Well, if it’s Carol, my important companion for the Friendship End, being bullied, I can cut my original plans, step forward, and confront even Vivian-sama.

For the sake of friendship, I’m the kind of woman who would even throw her life away.

When I go out next to Carol, she smells gentle and good like lavender.

Uuhah, Carol, so small, so cute, with her curly brown hair she’s so adorable.

Ah, I just realized I’m drooling.

She’s so precious, so moe!

“Uh, umm, Kimball-sama,” Carol said, “I appreciate your kindness, but that person is…”

“The duke’s daughter, Vivian Pottinger-sama,” I replied.

“So you know…” Carol said.

“It’s okay because if I’m at school, I’ll be involved with Vivian-sama no matter what,” I said.

“… So you are indeed Makoto Kimball-sama, the former commoner who became a saint candidate as she possesses the Light attribute…” Vivian-sama said, turning her scarlet fan round and round before she closed it.

Oh, that was cool.

I think she practiced a lot.

Vivian-sama has her gorgeous red hair curled up into drills, a red dress, red high heels, and a red fan. A set of red armor that is only permitted to the Pottinger Duchy.

She was a beautiful woman with a well-proportioned face and slanted eyes, and she was quite tall.

“This must be a joke,” Vivian-sama said. “Even though you call yourself a saint, you deny the importance of chastity.”

“I am a saint candidate, not a saint, Vivian-sama,” I said.

“Who told you that you could answer me?! How rude!” Vivian shot back.

“Because asking for forgiveness is faster, isn’t it?” I said.

“W-Who do you think I am!? I am the daughter of the great Pottinger-kyou, who is connected to the royal family! Kneel before me! Fear me and tremble! Get down on your knees!!”

“Hey, I’m a commoner and I was rude, please forgive me this time,” I said.

Kiiii! Vivian-sama stomped on the ground and created an ultrasonic wave.

Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen someone stomp that hard.

“You, too, you as well, drop out of school voluntarily!! This is an order!!” Vivian-sama yelled. “I won’t allow a commoner to refuse my commands…!!”

“I don’t want to. Why do we have to do that, again?” I asked.

“Because I don’t want to see commoners or whores!! Everyone should respect the feelings of noble people and they should do so on their own! Cant, you even understand that?”

I thought for a moment.

“I used to be a commoner, but now I’m a baron’s daughter, and Caroline-sama isn’t a whore, you know?”

“Huh, me?” Carol-sama said. “Th-That’s right. I don’t do anything like whoring myself to others.”

She blushed after saying something a little sexual.

Cute, precious, in private, can I have Carol sexually?!

""

“I am telling you that your very essence is of a commoner and that you are, in effect, a whore! I, the duke’s daughter, have declared so, so it is so!”

“According to school rules,” I said, “students are equal regardless of whether they are rich or poor, but what about this case?”

“I’m sure my words are more important than the silly school rules!! What are you talking about!?” Vivian-sama said.

“… This school is a royal institute, isn’t it?” I said.

“Yes, but what of it?” Vivian-sama said.

“Are your words more important than the king’s words?”

The surroundings froze again, and there was silence.

“You…”

“You are speaking to the duke’s daughter, Vivian Pottinger-sama…”

“Ho-How dare you talk while ignoring the difference in social status, this saint candidate……”

“But, she’s not wrong…”

“You may be the embodiment of the school’s ideals, but you’re also an idiot who can’t read the room…”

Uu, what’s wrong?

This does not seem good.

I wonder if the teacher or the prince will come.

As expected, there is a fatal difference in social status, so I can’t get rid of Vivian-sama.

Judging from how the events are connected, I think Prince Kevin will be coming soon.

Vivian’s face turned bright red.

A woman’s rage, jealousy, and madness, that’s a villainess look right there. 1

Then, as if she had come up with something, she began to grin.

Honestly, she’s really scary!

“I’ve just come up with a plan to expel both Caroline and this baker’s daughter at once…” Vivian-sama said.

“Hou?” I asked.

What does she mean?

“Michael! Come here!” Vivian-sama said.

“Miss,” a big, handsome guy said as he came out from Vivian’s cronies.

I forcibly suppressed the excitement that was about to explode from me.

It’s Mike.

Of all people, it was Michael Pickering.

In Curtis-onii-chan’s route, he was one of the handsome knights in shining armor.

He’s commonly known as Mike or Pick-kun.

One year the senior of the main characters, Mike is a magic knight student who has won the school’s swordsmanship tournament every year since he enrolled and is guaranteed to join the Knights of the Royal Guard.

Mike is in charge of the vanguard armed force of the Villainess faction and usually cries after being beaten up by Curtis-onii-chan.

“This is not good…” Carol muttered in a low voice, and with a jarring jerk, a chain fell to the ground.

I wonder if this is part of Carol’s golem, Chain-kun (as he’s popularly known).

“Where were you storing this?” I asked.

“Ah, umm, I mean, un-under my clothes, eh, am, what are you doing?!”

“It’s true, he is lukewarm,” I said, crouching down and touching Chain-kun’s lukewarm parts.

Carol looked embarrassed and troubled.

However, I don’t think this amount of chain will fit under the uniform, but well, it seems nice of you not to point that out.

“From now on, I’m going to have Michael here beat some respect into this baker’s daughter!” Vivian-sama said. “After all, since he’s dealing with a commoner, he might carelessly overdo it and kill her. If you don’t want this to happen, Caroline, then kneel before me, apologize, and swear you’ll voluntarily drop out of school!!”

“Hahaha, that’s a wonderful idea, Vivian-sama,” Mike said. “I, too, would love to give a fitting punishment to this graceless and presumptuous commoner who has been so rude to you.”

Both mistress and knight grinned.

The chain moves like a snake and makes a crunching sound.

“Is this a duel?” I asked.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Vivian-sama said. “This is a punishment for you, you cocky little brat.”

“I’m not going to duel with a 1st-year girl, Baker’s-Daughter-kun,” Mike said.

“Let’s have a duel, no matter who falls, no grudges,” I said.

“You shameless…! Are you mocking me?” Mike yelled. “I, I am the winner of last year’s Academy Swordsmanship Tournament! You are before Michael Pickering! Know your worth! Kneel down on the ground and weep for forgiveness!”

“No, Kimball-san, I’ll do it,” Carol said as she grabbed my shoulder, and with that, Chain-kun rattled and jumped up.

Woah, that’s great, so cool, I didn’t expect to see real-life Chain-kun, too.

“Kuh, a chain golem, mmm…” Michael muttered.

“Don’t tell me you can’t beat this whore’s little plaything, Michael,” Vivian-sama said.

“…To be honest, I don’t know if I’ll win or lose against a Lady of Alchemy,” Michael said..” What kind of dreadful drugs are you hiding under your skirt…?”

Ah, I suppose Carol is supposed to be quite strong.

I suppose it’s just right, you’re fighting with a chain golem that’s 2 meters long.

Also, the title Lady of Alchemy is cool.

Nice, nice, I also want a cool title.

“Hmm, well then, let’s do this,” Vivian-sama said with a charming smile. “Baker’s Daughter, I will accept a 1-on-1 duel between you and Michael. That’s why I won’t allow Caroline to participate.”

“Th-That’s so cowardly!” Carol cried.

Oops, when I was touching Chain-kun’ with my hands, my reaction was delayed.

“Okay, a 1-on-1duel is fine, but in exchange, if I win, never ask us to drop out of the Academy ever again,” I said.

“Kimball-san, you can’t do that!” Carol cried.

“It’s okay, it’ll be fine, trust in your friends, Caroline-san. Can I call you just Carol?” I said.

“Eh, um, it, it’s fine, but are you really going to be okay?” Carol said.

“It’ll be alright, don’t worry about me, Carol,” I said.

“Uh, yeah, I can’t believe your words at all, but, I’ll believe in you… Makoto…” Carol said.

“Uhihi, calling me just that makes us like friends, right?” I said.

“Goodness, you’re a strange one,” Carol said, pouting with her cheeks blushing.

She’s really cute.

Fuheheheh.

Mike pulled out his longsword still in its sheath and tied it with a string to keep it from being accidentally drawn.

""

As expected, he doesn’t seem to seriously fight against a female opponent who’s a year his junior.

But Mike is very large.

Just by facing each other, you feel a lot of pressure.

“I don’t think you can win this, Baker’s Daughter!” Mike said.

“Won’t I win?” I said. “You’re no big deal, Mike.”

“Mike, Mike, wait, are you calling me thaaaattt…?!” Mike yelled, enraged.

“Yes, Mike,” I said.

“I thought I wouldn’t kill you and just injure you, but I won’t forgive you for trampling on my pride as a knight! I’ll beat you to death,” Mike said.

“Try me, Mike,” I said.

Bishiri, and the air of the place was tinged with murderous intent.

Mikeu holds up his longsword.

“As expected of Michael-kyou, he is always alert even when dealing with girls.”

“There’s no way an untrained lady can win, it’s a stupid decision.”

“No, no, the saint candidate is drawing her blade.”

I pulled out the dagger I had behind my back, on my waist.

It’s pure white, and it’s a glittering item.

I told Brad-onii-sama, it’s a gem, buy it for me, buy it for me, tears in my eyes.

“Haha, your stance is full of gaps, Baker’s Daughter,” Mike said.

“I won’t fight with a sword, Mike, I’m a saint candidate, I’ll use magic,” I replied.

“The saint candidate will use magic, so why does she draw a dagger?”

“No, that hilt is like a unicorn horn, does she mean that’s a magic activator?”

Thank you, Audience-Member-san, for your explanation.

This dagger is a magic activator, just like a magic wand is.

It’s something you use to assist the activation of spells and amplify its effects.

The blade types are expensive, though.

Onii-sama wept that his bonus was gone in an instant, but it can’t be helped because it was so cool.

“Fu, what kind of threat is Light magic when it can only heal?” Mike said.

“If that’s what you think, then come at me, Mike!!”

“Don’t mock me, Baker’s Daughter…!!”

Mike suddenly raised his sword skyward.

I understand, he’s the 1st place winner of the yearly tournament, his stance is beautiful and there are no gaps.

Mike closed the distance at walking speed.

I held out my left hand without the dagger.

And then, closing my eyes halfway, I chant.

“Light.”

At that moment, an explosive flash erupts from the other side of my hand, along with a quiet popping sound.

Now the question is, where was Mike looking when he was about to bash me with the scabbard of his longsword?

Yes, it’s at me.

And what if a hand is held out in front of you?

No matter what you do, you can’t help but focus on the outstretched hand.

What would happen if a Light magic spell with 3 times the usual amount of power collapsed to create a great flash?

“Uguaahhh, my eyes, my eyes!!”

Right, this is what happens.

He’s done, he’s done. 2

Now then, I dash with all my strength towards Mike who is shielding his eyes and squirming.

The target is his body.

“What the, what is the saint candidate aiming for!”

“A kicking technique? No way, her target is…!!”

It’s an organ that I don’t have, so I’ve heard it’s painful to get hit there, but I don’t know how much it hurts.

I hear it’s painful enough to make you faint in agony, so it’s a perfect target for sinking Mike in 1 hit.

Aiming at Mike’s crotch, I kicked my leg as hard as I could.

Squish.

Then, along with some kind of unpleasant sound, I felt the top of my foot crushing something soft.

“His jewels…?”

“I can’t believe it, in the jewels…?”

“Je-Jewels?”

“It’s, the treasure of a gentleman, it’s, it’s that sort of thing…”

“Even though you’re a saint, you’re aiming for the jewels!”

A screech like a monstrous bird resounded in the square.

Mike holds his crotch and rolls around on the ground.

Eh, is it that painful?

S-S-S-Sorry, Mike.

“GyouGUGAAAAHHH….!”

Mike rolls around with blank white eyes and a wild scream.

“She really kicked him there… this reijou… going for the jewels, bejeweled…” 3

“I can’t believe it, to sink Michael-kyou in a single blow… to the jewels.”

“The jewels… the reijou…”

“Bejeweled, reijou…”

“Exactly, she’s the bejeweled reijou…”

“The Bejeweled Reijou.”

“The Bejeweled Reijou…!”

““The Bejeweled Reijou…!””

“””“THE BEJEWELED REIJOU…!!! THE BEJEWELED REIJOU…!!! THE BEJEWELED REIJOU…!””””

Everyone in the audience gets excited.

The shout of the Bejeweled Reijou resounds in the plaza.

Everyone is in high spirits, launching their fists into the sky, and singing a big chorus to the Bejeweled Reijou!

No, stop it, what is that embarrassing nickname!?

Don’t call me by that title!!

“Ugobububu, gabu, goueh…”

Ugh, Mike is rolling around while throwing up.

“Hiyah, that’s disgusting! Michael, what are you doing!!?” Vivian-sama screeched.

Uhahahaha, Mike’s vomit splattered on Lady Vivian’s red skirt.

Uhihihihi.

“Serves you right,” I said.

""

“I, I’ll remember this, you, Baker’s Daughter, and Caroline are now my enemies, I will definitely kick you both out of this Academy!!” Vivian-sama cried.

“If you can do it, then do it,” I said, smiling without a care as a put the dagger back on my waist.

Vivian-sama went into the auditorium angrily.

Mike was carried away by his entourage and disappeared.

Everyone in the audience was also excited and making noise as they flowed toward the auditorium.

“I’m at a loss, of whether I should thank you or scold you,” Carol said, looking at me and sounding astonished.

“You don’t have to thank me, Carol.” I said.

“I told you I’m already confused, why are you trying to act so weirdly manly?” Carol asked.

“It’s fine, it’s fine, let’s go. Carol, you’re also in Class A, so let’s go to the auditorium together,” I said.

“Fuh, well, okay. That was cool, Makoto, thank you.”

Carol reached out her hand.

I grab it back.

Oh, those tiny, smooth, cute hands.

Uehehehe, this could end up being Yuri End with Carol.

I’d love to lick this real-life Carol’s bare legs.

“Why are you smiling like a cat enjoying catnip?” Carol asked.

“Hmm, nothing, nothing, nothing, uhehe,” I said.

And at that, Carol looked disappointed and pulled her hand back.

Too bad.