It makes a nice sound.



"Yeah, you gutless son of a b*tc*! Hey, wake up!



　It's a slap on Schneidal's cheek. Maybe I should call him Onichiku Glasses from now on.



"Dr. Ruseyanneel, please don't do this!　He is the son of the Marquis of Hafen!



"I'm well aware of that. I'm aware of that.



　Schneidal's eyes flashed open.



"You!　How dare you put me through all that torture--geez!　Hurt Semphis!　And that woman over there!"



"Paysen guys!"



"In this case, what is the right response?　Good day to you,...... is not it?"



　I remembered something very important. I had not received any notice from him to withdraw from the duel.



"By the way, Schneidal-senpai, this evening..."



"Aaaaahhh!　Oh, man. As you can see, I'm not feeling well. Or rather, forget the appointment. Nothing happened between you and me. Okay?"



　I'm afraid that at this stage of his life, he's looking at us from above (even though he's physically falling down from below).

　Professor Tia twists his head.



"Promise ......? The one where you two duel?"



"Why did you do that?



Your messenger was yelling at the front door of the men's dormitory. The whole campus has been talking about it since yesterday evening.



　Now the nobleman's face turns blue.



"At any rate, I'm glad that the senpai withdrew it."



"Mm. Our witness. You offered me a duel, but you withdrew it on the day of the fight. Don't you have any pride in your nobility?



　The nobleman's mouth flapped open, and he fell into a roll.



"Well, I guess we're done here. Now let's get back to our story.



　Schneidal pulled out his pen and said, "What the hell!" He exclaimed.



"You son of a b*tc*! ....... You know that I am the next head of the House of Hafen!



"That's why I said I knew.　How dare you come to me for help? Did you not know that the Countess of Rousseillanne is a royalist?　Your family isn't pro-King or pro-Queen, but I'm sure they are at odds with each other, right?"



　By the way," Professor Thia said, indicating me with her chin.



"That's the son of the Count of Zemphis, the leader of the King's faction, but of course you know that, don't you?"



"Can you please stop bringing up my father?"



"This is rude. For a man who's always been so aloof, that's a line you're not willing to cross. I'll keep that in mind. Well, I'm not going to take advantage of the nobleman's mess. And I don't like the king. I just wanted to say it doesn't make sense."



　Professor Tia grabbed Schneidal by the chest and lifted him up, then went to the trouble of squaring his shoulders and whispering in his ear.



I'm afraid I can't break this spell myself. I'm afraid I can't break this spell myself," he said. Why don't you just tell us who did it?



"oooh ...... oooh ......"



"I won't ask why you won't talk. Just tell me who it is and I will negotiate with him. I am not making this suggestion out of curiosity, okay?　I want to put you out of your misery as soon as possible. Really?"



　That's an absolute lie. I know it.

　Schneidal's brow furrows, he is sweating profusely, and he says something.



"I don't know, no. ....... It was a man all in black, with a strange voice. That's all I know. ......



"Hmm. So it was humiliating to be beaten by an unknown villain."



　Schneidal bit his back teeth.



"My pride got in the way in a strange way. Or was it really because you feared for your life if you told anyone?　Either way, if you're truly frustrated by both, you should be gathering information regardless of what you're doing."



　Someone should stop her from rubbing salt in the wound.



"But, well, I see. Even with the little information I have now, I can think of one person who fits the bill."



""What?""



　Iris and Schneidal joined their voices. I, well, I kind of recognized Professor Tia because she was looking at me with a smirk.



"Mr. Hurt, I heard that an unidentified ally of justice has been appearing in Lord Semphis' territory for several years now. The characteristics are just as Mr. Schneidal described them. Are you acquainted with him?"



No, sir, I don't.



　In fact, I have never met a copy of myself in public in mode. I have met it many times in the presence of Char and his friends in my room, but never in public.



"Who are they?"



I don't know much about it.



How can we contact you?



"I don't know."



　I try my best to answer in a casual manner, but the poker face is better on the main body than on the copy (me). Except for the lack of magic, there seems to be a subtle difference in their personalities.






"He was only active in the frontier, but he showed up just as Mr. Harte was coming to King's Landing. I don't think it's a coincidence, do you?



　Oh, no. They've completely shifted their target from Schneidal to me.



"Is that so?　I guess you had something to do, didn't you?"



"Business, huh? I see... it's true... the city is in chaos now. So I think it's better to start with the reason why you were sent to this institute.



"I just got recommended to join the school for some reason I didn't know about.



"By the king himself, you know. It's unnatural to think that he doesn't have some kind of intention.



I have no idea what you're talking about.



"But in fact, your power is so bottomless that you could destroy the Mija crystal. Hmm?　So that means?　Hmmm ......"



　That's not good. I'm afraid I'm going to say something I don't need to say if they keep coming at me like this. Because I'm a loser who can't use magic.



　I think I can withstand the torture because I have a protective ward to keep me safe.

　However, if I am restrained for a long time, there was a big possibility that my mind would not be able to cope with it, as I would like to be able to relax in my room as soon as possible.



"I've got an idea!　Are you sure you're not the man in black?　No, it absolutely must be!"



　What do I do?

　Help me, my body!



　

"You called me!　The incarnation of justice, whose name is Shiva!"





　Suddenly, a stylish man dressed all in black appeared. What?　Why?　Why did the main body "I" come out?



　Oh, I see.

　Between a peculiar little professor with glasses and a shy girl, he was watching me to make sure I wouldn't get into any trouble and make a mess.



　I understand. I know. I'm the one.



　Because the most untrustworthy person in the world is you. Someone once said that.