房客(糙汉)何璐程曜坤

The pale-blue-haired knight exclaimed and hurriedly sat beside the black-haired boy.

"I\'m fine, just a bit sore and that\'s all - but more importantly, dad! Teacher Rokiana was totally coming on to you!"

The scarred boy exclaimed excitedly.

"What!? No...! No way! You\'re imagining things...!"

Mizoe blushed at his son\'s words and waved his hand dismissively.

"I\'m serious, dad, she was flirting with you and she asked you on a date!"

The black-haired boy assured the man, sounding way more lively than he should be considering what he had been through.

"Zoemi, you are still under the effects of the medicine and..."

Mizoe waved his hand again - but then he froze for a moment and glanced at the door before turning to his son with a bashful expression.

"Did... Did it really look like she was interested in me...?"

The knight asked timidly.

Zoemi rolled his eyes.

"Of course! She even asked if you are single and was all fidgety and she\'s usually so serious! How did you seduce her!?"

The boy gasped with sparkling eyes.

"I didn\'t...! Well... I don\'t know if I did or not, actually... I used my magic to get inside the faculty office and I don\'t remember what happened from there on... The next day lady Perserios just came here to talk to me and was calling me her senior, well, she\'s also a knight so it\'s not that weird to do so but, you know..."

Mizoe explained all fidgety and nervous.

"Oh! That explains everything!"

Zoemi stopped his father\'s nervous explanation.

"It does...?"

"Yes!"

Mizoe tilted his head and Zoemi nodded.

"Dad, you are usually cool but you become super cool when you have mana depletion. I guess teacher Perserios likes confident men."

The black-haired boy snickered with a big smile plastered all over his face.

"Ahem...! By the way, son, you have been unconscious for four days already."

The pale-blue-haired knight coughed, clearing his throat, and did his best to change the subject.

"Oh, that long?"

"You sure did."

Zoemi gasped – and Mizoe breathed out in relief because he succeeded in taking the boy\'s attention off of himself and his possible relationship.

"What about lady Miriette!?"

"...!"

Zoemi became agitated and tried to get up – which made Mizoe stand up and hold him down.

"Son, she\'s completely fine, she caught a light cold but..."

"She\'s sick!? I must go to her!"

The pale-blue-haired knight made the mistake of mentioning the little information- which caused his son to skilfully slither away from his grasp, roll out of the bed and stand up without caring for the pain.

"Zoemi, stop! What do you even think you are doing?! Do you want your wounds to get worse?! Get back to bed!"

"Whoa...!"

But despite being nimble and strong for his age, Zoemi was still a wounded boy and he was no match for a trained, veteran knight as Mizoe – the pale-blue-haired knight caught him with ease and got him right back on the mattress despite the boy\'s complaints.

"But, dad...!"

The black-haired boy called out in a protest.

"First, it\'s only a light cold, nothing much - I checked on her myself. Little lady didn\'t want you to become sick too, so she is staying away. You have to honor your master\'s will, you know? Stay here and rest."

Mizoe explained, patting the dispirited Zoemi\'s head.

"I know but..."

The boy sighed.

"And secondly, one of the first prince\'s attendants is with her, so there\'s no need for you to worry. The only thing you are obliged to do is focus on recovering as fast as you can."

Mizoe said in a strict voice and Zoemi lowered his head.

"I understand, father."

He pouted but didn\'t try to roll off the bed again.

"Good boy."

Mizoe smiled and affectionately tousled his son\'s hair.

"Oh, that\'s right. In two days the principal will announce the punishment for the second prince for the abuse of power."

The pale-blue-haired knight added in a casual tone as if it was something obvious and not shocking turn of events.

"Excuse me...!?"

Zoemi stared at his father in disbelief, thinking that he might have got injured on his way to the Academy and was making up nonsense.

"Why do you sound so shocked, son? Even the king is disappointed by his second son\'s petty action – and let\'s not forget what this place is! In the Aspakeony Academy, every student is equal - even if the student is from a royal family as long as he breaks the rules he will be punished by the school!"

Mizoe just shrugged his shoulder as if what he said was completely natural, even though there were a lot of rules already in place that put some students in a more advantageous position than the rest...

...especially the high noble ones...

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Zoemi was supposed to stay in bed for at least three more days but he managed to lay still only for a single one - and not even a full-on at that!

The black-haired boy grew way too restless especially since he was staying in his master\'s room!

To not let certain unbecoming thoughts take over him, the black-haired boy snuck out from the room as soon as the chance appeared.

His father went outside to do some light training and medics stopped watching him all the time and just visited his room at certain hours.

With that in mind, Zoemi had plenty of time to accomplish the plan that he came up with during long hours of resting.

Before he got seriously wounded, a move like the one he had planned would never even come to his mind, but after everything that happened, and everything that was supposed to happen – things couldn\'t stay as they were.

Therefore, using the opportunity provided by the late-ish hour of the day as it was close to sunset and many students went back to their rooms already, the black-haired boy turned the corner and snuck past a few doors.

And he wasn\'t even going back to his own room to check up on his master either – oh no!

His target was someone else.

Once the black-haired boy reached the right door he took a deep breath to give himself more confidence and knocked on it twice.

"Coming!"

The female voice responded to his action and the sound of the footsteps resounded before the door opened and a certain girl showed up.

"S-sir Zoemi?!"

She gasped in disbelief and almost shut the door in front of the black-haired boy\'s face – but thankfully she stopped herself at the last moment.

"Wh-what do you need of me...?"

|Please, don\'t be revenge. Please, don\'t be revenge...!|

The blond-haired heroine, Burushiitto, gulped down her saliva and asked timidly, glued to the door, while chanting a prayer in her mind.

"...miss Burushiitto, are you aware of the fact that the school is planning to punish the second prince for what happened...?"

Zoemi aksed cautiously, observing the girl\'s reaction.

"...I do... but there is no way that they would actually do something rash - the worst thing that could happen is for him to lose the position of the student supervisor..."

The heroine furrowed her brows and nodded, confused by the fact that it sounded like Zoemi despite being the yandere character - in her mind that is - isn\'t boiling with anger over what happened.

"Yes - but... you have to agree with me that the second price\'s sense of pride is somewhat... problematic..."

The black-haired boy raised his brows and looked to the side with a meaningful expression.

|...that sounds familiar... no, that sounds way too familiar...!|

Burushiitto furrowed her brows and blinked repeatedly staring at the black-haired boy\'s face.

"If I wasn\'t hurt, then the punishment might get reconsidered or even recalled whatsoever - no matter what it was supposed to be... if you catch my drift..."

Zoemi raised his head and looked at the hesitant heroine.

"...you want me to heal the wounds you got from getting whipped...?"

The blond girl asked in a cautious voice as if she expected it to be some second meaning behind the attendant\'s words.

.. and there indeed was but not the one she expected.

"Not only the fresh ones - those too."

Zombie nodded but then turned his head and sowed off the scars on the right side of his face.

"!!!!!"

Causing the heroine to flinch.

"My lady\'s hatred towards lord Grazio grows each time they encounter each other and those scars remind her of it - If they disappear, so will the burden of the responsibility she feels towards me... also - without scars from the whipping, she will never develop similar animosity towards the second prince..."

Zoemi explained, doing his best to sound as appealing as possible - though he wasn\'t so sure that a simple-minded heroine from the game would understand what he meant.

"..."

...but Burushiitto wasn\'t the simple-minded heroine from the game - she was the living, breathing, reincarnated person, who first and foremost wanted to survive in that world.

"...Sir Zoemi, please, allow with me..."

She stepped to the side and opened her door, inviting the boy to her room.

"...oh, and if you don\'t mind - there is something I would like to discuss with you while the treatment will be in progress..."

She added as the black-haired boy was passing her on the way in.

"Oh...? Of course - I am not expecting you to help me out for free, miss Burushiitto, whatever it is that bothers you, as long as it will not inconvenience my master, I will do everything in my power to help you solve!"

"Good... because what I am about to discuss with you will surely blow your mind..."

The black-haired attendant declared and the blond heroine nodded her head while closing the door, making sure that no one is outside to eavesdrop on them....