Chapter 40: School Enrollment
While my heart was restless with the existence of Princess Chai, Julian-sama and I turned thirteen years old and entered the Royal Academy together.
I even considered not going to school…
“Aliseteen. There are many vixens at the Royal Academy who will try to take the position of your fiancée. Always keep a watchful eye. Let them know that you are the chosen one.”
Okaa-sama repeated this to me countless times, and I realized that I never had a choice from the beginning.
As I listened to Okaa-sama’s words, still dressed extravagantly as always, I thought vaguely to myself.
Come to think of it, I was told this before in my previous life.
It’s very strange to think about. There are those like Julian-sama and me who change, and there are those like my family who never change.
I was just me and I never doubted that I would definitely become Julian-sama’s wife, but life offers limitless choices.
“We warmly welcome the entrance of all you of the future.”
While I tuned out the lengthy greeting of the principal, I gently stroked the shiny ribbon on my uniform.
There were many things that happened during the eight years since my regression, but I tried my best in my own way. However, I couldn’t completely change my fundamental personality.
“Duke’s daughter, Quatra! I wanted to meet you! Your uniform looks very beautiful!”
“Well, you know exactly what you’re doing.”
By the time one week had passed since entering the academy, I was saying lines like that while walking around the school confidently.
Let me make it clear that I never intend to belittle anyone. It’s just that behaving like a kind and merciful saint towards everyone is impossible for me. Knowing my previous self, it feels forced and, above all, embarrassing.
Also, it’s not a bad thing to accept compliments gracefully.
“Alise.”
He spotted me and raised an arm lightly.
“Julian-sama.”
His gray hair was cut short and looked neat, emphasizing his clear eyes and beautiful face. He wore a dark green blazer with more elegance than anyone else and his matching tie gave the thirteen-year-old boy a mature look.
“You look very cute in your uniform.”
“T-That’s just natural.”
I said, pursing my lips, and Julian-sama laughed softly.
“Y-You look nice too, Julian-sama.”
“Yes?”
Looking at me, still mumbling and fidgeting with my arms folded, Julian-sama chuckled happily.
“Hey, Alise.”
“Yes?”
The smiling Julian-sama suddenly turned gloomy.
“How do you see me, Alise?”
“How do I see you? You’re the fourth prince of this country, Julian Da Stratis.”
“I see, that’s how it is.”
While tilting my head towards the sudden question, I answered him. Then he looked down for some reason.
“What’s wrong with that? Being a prince will surely help Julian-sama someday.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Before that, Julian-sama is Julian-sama, and I am myself. But I know now that it’s up to me to change the current situation with my own power.”
This persuasiveness is something only I can do. I chestily asserted with confidence, but come to think of it, Julian-sama didn’t know about my circumstances, so it was meaningless.
“Are you still nervous because you’re new to the school? That’s not like Julian-sama.”
“What’s like me?”
“A mischievous devil who teases me with a smile.”
I answered confidently, and Julian-sama suddenly burst out laughing. I didn’t understand what was so funny.
“Alise really does have a bad personality, huh.”
“I take that as a compliment!”
It was a line I had heard before. But now I no longer sob and cry about it.
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