Chapter 43: First time…
Once I became interested, it was all over. Before I knew it, my collection of exclusive toys had grown to the point where one hand was not enough, just like what happened with Wolle Tanatora back then.
I’ll say it again, I’m not a fundamentally good person. The reason why I do this is because I hate seeing the joyous expressions of the high-ranking nobles as they bully the lower-ranking ones, as it reminds me of my former self.
That’s why I don’t boldly intervene to help and want to continue with the performance of just frivolously playing around. In reality, most of the people who are called my exclusive toys tremble in fear, except for one person.
“Lady Quatra! Look at this flower. It’s a Belladonna that we were given permission to cultivate in the school flower bed, but it had been withering away for years. However, this year, look how splendid it has bloomed!”
Wolle Tanatora, the fourth-year student, spoke to me with a delighted expression. For some reason, he has been drawn to me since that day and has been approaching me like a puppy that clings to its owner.
He came today as usual, holding a small flower in his hand with white cotton wrapped around the root. For some reason, I gazed at it intently.
“Belladonna has medicinal properties in its root, so we protect it with soaked cotton.”
“I see…”
“The flower is also modest and cute, but actually, it’s so dangerous that it can cause food poisoning if eaten. Lady Quatra, please be careful!”
As if I would even consider eating it.
I wanted to say that without hesitation, but it seemed troublesome so I decided to keep quiet. In fact, it was insane to cultivate such a dangerous flower at school.
Tanatora-san is a known herb enthusiast. Otoo-sama is a doctor and Okaa-sama is a nurse. Tanatora-san himself aspires to become a doctor in the future and wants to help a lot of people, his eyes shining with passion.
His navy blue eyes behind his glasses are perfectly round, and he’s slightly taller than me. He looks thin, and I wonder if he’s eating properly.
“By the way, Lady Quatra, are you free after school today?”
“Why do you ask?”
Without bothering to hide my annoyance, I ask.
“I’m majoring in natural science, and my teacher has given me permission to use an empty classroom as a research facility. I want you to come and visit me, Lady Quatra.”
“Why me?”
“Because you’re the only friend I have other than you.”
His slightly impolite words annoy me, but I wonder when we became friends.
And furthermore, have I ever had someone in my life I could call a friend?
No, I haven’t. Even though I had followers, I had no friends. I always thought that my female peers in school could be a threat to me, so I didn’t trust them.
“Lady Quatra, is my first friend!”
Tanatora-san smiles sweetly, looking younger than his third year.
It’s forceful and presumptuous, but I can’t bring myself to dislike him.
“What a coincidence, me too.”
I reply while laughing, still facing him.
“Alise.”
Suddenly, I’m called by my name.
Alise is a name that only one person calls me in this school.
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