The World After the Bad Ending - Chapter 76



75 – Seron’s Prince

Facing the idiot Seron.

I pondered why things had turned out this way.

Seron had been spending more time alone recently.

Naturally, it was largely my fault.

Unintentionally surrounded by other kids, Seron had no chance to get close.

It was Ailing, an early member of the boycott, who persistently persuaded Seron.

The main reason Ailing persuaded Seron was simple.

Seron was close to me, a member of the student council.

So they wanted to bring her into the boycott, hoping to get some information.

It was a reason I could understand.

The problem was that Ailing was more persistent than expected.

Seron, too, had a rough personality, so he could have pushed her away.

But it seemed that Seron intended to extract information about the boycott and inform me.

So, pretending to be reluctant, he followed Ailing to the conference room.

Considering only that, it was indeed a commendable thought.

Until he met me in the form of Vickerman.

Seron kept glancing at me, standing in a corner.

And every time our eyes met, his face turned bright red, and he lowered his head deeply.

He fidgeted with his toes like a girl in love.

I repeat, Vickerman is handsome.

So handsome that it needs to be emphasized twice.

It’s not for nothing that he swept women off their feet as a host in the entertainment district and even seduced the frenzied wizard Vinesha.

He’s not tall, but he’s handsome.

Moreover, his eyes, filled with inexplicable melancholy, have a charm that captivates people.

It’s not hard to understand why Seron fell in love at first sight.

Seron had always said he liked tall, manly handsome men.

Compared to the pretty boy Nia, Vickerman was a manly kind of handsome.

He fit Seron’s ideal type perfectly.

The problem is, that’s me.

A headache came over me for a moment.

‘That idiot.’

I didn’t want Seron to get involved in the boycott.

The boycott group would eventually fail, and its members would be disciplined.

It was only natural since they caused a commotion at school.

I felt like I had to somehow drive that guy away.

Seeing that he never listened to the boycott leader, Rozamin, and only looked at me, it seemed it wouldn’t be easy.

“President!”

At that moment, in the middle of Rozamin’s speech, a student ran in.

Seeing the orbs of light floating around, it seemed to be a student from the special magic department.

“The student council patrol is here! We need to get out of here quickly!”

The student council isn’t foolish either.

As the number of boycott members increased, rumors reached the ears of the student council.

The boycott members, though called a boycott, are practically a delinquent group dissatisfied with the academy.

Since guiding them is also the role of the student council, they immediately conducted a patrol to guide them.

“Those wicked student council b*stards! Today’s meeting ends here. Everyone, scatter!”

At Rozamin’s words, the students who were munching on snacks hurriedly began to flee.

I had warned them in advance that there could be a patrol at any time, so everyone moved in perfect order.

Just as I was about to slip away.

I saw Seron standing there with a bewildered face.

That blockhead.

It seemed like she was just looking at my face and didn’t understand the situation.

If left like that, she would be caught by the patrolling students.

I couldn’t let Seron take the fall, so I quickly ran to her.

Smack!

Then I grabbed her wrist.

“Oh, uh.”

“Let’s go.”

Dragging the flustered Seron, I hurriedly ran down the corridor of the abandoned building.

The corridor, already deserted by the fleeing boycott students, was quiet.

As I ran along the route I had thought of beforehand, I soon heard footsteps from the direction of the stairs.

Damn, they’re coming this way.

Bad luck.

I stopped and looked around.

Then I opened the door to an empty classroom and went in with Seron.

There was an old teacher’s desk.

I quickly got inside it with Seron and crouched down.

The desk wasn’t very big, so we were quite close, but this wasn’t the time to worry about that.

I could feel Seron squirming, probably feeling suffocated in my arms.

“Just hold on a little longer.”

When I whispered in her ear, Seron shivered.

And then it became quiet.

Step, step-

Footsteps of the student council members echoed from the hallway.

“Wow, what a hassle at this hour.”

“They say there’s a delinquent group. As the student council, we have to step in.”

Midra Penin, a first-year junior and second in martial arts.

And another voice from the second-year student council.

It seemed that it was still just a rumor, and they weren’t actively searching yet.

Well, if they were serious, they would have used magic to seal off the abandoned building.

The associate professors and assistants would have moved with them.

‘Is the president not calling me for patrol because of the Nikita incident?’

President Sylvester hadn’t assigned me any student council work since the Nikita incident.

He was considerate, thinking I might be shocked since I was the one who assisted Nikita the most.

‘He’s not a bad person, just incompetent.’

It’s just a pity that incompetence is his inherent trait.

Meanwhile, the footsteps of the student council members faded away.

Realizing this, I sighed briefly and turned my head.

And then I met Seron’s eyes.

Seron was staring blankly at me with completely unfocused eyes.

His face had been red like a carrot for a while, and his mouth was slightly open.

I stared at Seron for a moment and then spoke.

“Hey.”

“Oh, hot!”

Smack!

Seron, who came to his senses late, tried to get up and hit his head on the podium.

“Ouch!”

Seron, holding his head in pain, swallowed a groan.

But more than the pain, he seemed more embarrassed by the disgrace he showed in front of me.

“Are you okay?”

I almost called him an idiot without thinking.

I barely held back and examined Seron’s forehead.

I was worried it might have shattered like a mirror.

“Ah, yes, yes, I’m fine.”

Seron, who usually didn’t use formal language, spoke primly.

Well, with a head like that, it wouldn’t break.

“That’s a relief.”

I restrained my inner thoughts as much as possible and stepped out from behind the podium.

Then I extended my hand to Seron, who had not yet come out from behind the podium.

Seron flinched at each of my actions but took my hand and came out.

The way she pressed down her skirt slightly as she came out made her look like a delicate girl to anyone who saw her.

Moonlight streamed in through the window.

Tonight was a night when the moon was clearly visible without any clouds.

Seron, who had followed me out, looked at me as if entranced.

Then she snapped out of it with a hot breath.

“Um, um, what’s your name?”

Seron shyly asked for my name.

It seemed that Seron didn’t recognize the face of Vickerman, who was a senior by one year.

‘But she must have heard the name at least.’

Given Seron’s personality, she probably didn’t bother to look it up because she wasn’t interested.

More importantly, I am Vickerman.

If I were Vickerman, what would I have answered at this moment?

If she didn’t know my name, there was no particular reason to tell her.

I planned to make sure Seron couldn’t come to the boycott from today.

“It’s a name that’s not particularly pleasant to hear.”

“Oh.”

Seron sighed.

It seemed she had misunderstood and thought I had some circumstances of my own.

“More importantly, don’t come here from today.”

“Yes, yes?”

“This is not a place that’s particularly good for you to come to.”

Seron hesitated.

“But, but…”

She glanced at my face, acting as if she had a lot to say.

She never listens.

I feel like flicking her forehead.

“Then, where can we meet again?”

She finally spat out the carefully chosen words.

She bit her lips, embarrassed by her own words.

Where can we meet?

We can see each other tomorrow morning at school.

I stopped myself from looking at Seron with disdain and opened the window.

“It’s better not to see each other again. It won’t do us any good.”

If she finds out later that I’m Hanon, Seron will definitely be devastated.

Though it might be amusing to tease her, I don’t want things to get awkward between us.

Whether I like it or not, Seron is my friend.

I want to maintain a good relationship with her.

So, I decided to turn a blind eye to Seron today.

What’s the good in friends?

Your first love, I didn’t see it today.

* * *

The next day, I went to school in the morning as usual.

No, not exactly.

To be precise, it wasn’t quite the same as usual.

After returning to the dormitory last night, I went straight to the girls’ dormitory.

Then, in the form of Hania, I went to Iris’s room.

Iris was sitting in a chair, leaning back, playing the sound of Argol that I had mentioned.

And when our eyes met, she smiled slightly.

That smile was the same as the one Iris had in the labyrinth.

She had reached the limit of her fatigue.

I carried Iris to the bed and laid her down.

And then, he gently handed her over.

We shared a few stories before Iris fell asleep.

They weren’t particularly special stories.

But they were just right for Iris to fall asleep.

Iris soon fell asleep, breathing rhythmically.

When Lucas put Iris to sleep, it was with a lap pillow.

I don’t know how I ended up in this situation.

But it was fortunate if Iris could fall asleep.

Having thoroughly fulfilled my role as her beloved doll, I barely managed to separate from Iris in the morning and switched with Hania.

Thanks to that, today’s Iris is lively.

Walking confidently without any fatigue, she truly exuded the dignity of a princess.

“I want to sleep with Hanon every day.”

“Iris, please never say such things in front of others.”

Iris casually said something that would make anyone’s heart skip a beat.

If the third princess faction heard it, they would be utterly shocked.

And I would be executed for the crime of touching a princess.

“Next time, too, please.”

But Iris had no intention of letting me go.

It seemed she planned to use me again if she couldn’t sleep next time.

I had no choice but to endure until Iris was freed from her nightmares.

If only she could be freed from her nightmares, this wouldn’t happen.

With growing worries, I went to school.

Then, I saw Seron, who had arrived early today.

Judging by her reaction, she didn’t seem to notice I had arrived.

Remembering yesterday’s events, I quietly approached her from behind to tease her a little.

“Sigh.”

Seron let out a long sigh, unaware of my approach.

She was looking out the window with moist eyes.

“Prince…”

And she muttered to herself.

I quietly stared at the back of Seron’s head.

I realized who she was reminiscing about.

She once called it a burnt sweet potato.

This girl.