“Ehehe.”
“Millia. Don’t jump on people.”
“But if it’s Johann, I wouldn’t be doing this! Johann wouldn’t mind~”
Don’t rub your face against my chest. With Millia clinging to me, I turned to look at Viola. She stared at Millia with a slightly stiff expression before looking down at her with a “Well, of course.” kind of look.
It’s not like this is the first time Millia has jumped at me.
Most of the time, she comes charging at me, so there’s no reason to be surprised now.
“But Johann~ what were you doing with Viola?”
“Just relaxing.”
“I see~ So that makes one more, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“At this rate, we might have more than we can count on two fingers, right?”
“If it comes to that, I might just dry up and die. Not that I’m planning to make that many friends.”
“Hm.”
Except for the kids living in Yeomyeong-gwan, I don’t think there are many people who’d date me… wait, actually, it seems like there would be quite a few in a different sense. If I think about it, the fact that I’m dating several people has spread at least somewhat through the capital.
Because of that, the looks coming from the noble young ladies towards me have gotten strange, so I can’t guarantee that there won’t be any who would come charging at me for a political marriage.
“Johann, what kind of expression is that?”
“I was just thinking of a troublesome matter. The thought of heading back to the capital is annoying…”
“Then let’s go out and have fun together! I want to go on a date too!”
“What about the student council election?”
“Can’t I take a little break?”
“Is it going well?”
“I’m not sure since it’s my first time! But the kids from the Liberal Arts Department said they would vote for me!”
“Thank goodness.”
If it’s Millia, then that’s a typical reaction. I ran my fingers through the dark, luscious hair of Millia, who was clinging tightly to me. It seemed like she took good care of her hair; it flowed down my fingers like silk.
It really is like silk.
“Johann really enjoys touching hair, huh.”
“If you touch my hair, you’ll know why.”
Dog hair would probably be less rough than this.
“Can I touch it?”
“Of course.”
“I want to touch it too.”
“Go ahead.”
Once I gave them permission, Viola and Millia started playing with my hair. After a while of fooling around with it, they let go and spoke.
“It’s really coarse…”
“Do all guys have hair like this?”
“After ten years of sweating it out under the hot sun, it becomes like this.”
Thinking back, how have I been living all this time?
“You’ve had it rough, huh… I can really tell after touching your hair. Even with the blessing, the quality of your hair…”
“I should probably be grateful I’m not bald.”
“I heard the Phoenix’s Blessing enhances regeneration… if you pluck your hair, won’t it grow back? If we pluck it all back and it regenerates, wouldn’t it make your hair better?”
Isn’t that a rather cruel thought? I mean, sure, it would be nice if it regenerates, but what if it doesn’t? If I pluck the roots completely, it’d be hard to call it regeneration.
Faced with this unexpected conundrum, I pressed my hand against my forehead.
“Johann, what’s wrong? Are you in pain?”
“No… I’m just facing an unimaginable dilemma. Let’s pretend we didn’t hear that. I don’t want to go bald at a young age.”
“Bald…? Pfft.”
“I wouldn’t mind if Johann turned into an octopus head! I’ll make it shiny for you!”
What kind of horrifying thought is that?
Why are you looking at my head as if you intend to shave it? What’s with that creepy smile? Are you serious?
Feeling threatened by my roots, I slipped my hand under Millia’s armpit and lifted her up.
“Eh? Why all of a sudden?”
“I thought you were going to pluck my hair. I’m not thinking about that at all, so don’t worry.”
“Even you care about losing hair, huh?”
“Who wouldn’t care?”
No matter how much I don’t care about my appearance, I can’t go bald. With this rough face, if I go bald, I’ll look even tougher.
So, my hair needs to be treated with care.
“Let’s put an end to my hair talk, Millia. Shouldn’t you be organizing the student council? Have you decided on who to pick as members?”
“The person who comes in second in the vote will be the vice president, so I’ll discuss it with them!”
“Guess we should hope for the best.”
“What does that mean? I have leadership skills, you know!”
“What kind of promises are you planning to make?”
As soon as I mentioned campaign promises, Millia put her hands on her hips, thrust her chest forward, and confidently exclaimed.
“If I become the student council president, I’ll make everyone friends!”
“Is that a promise?”
“Sounds a little ambiguous, huh?”
“Why? Wouldn’t it be nice if we all became friends? No fighting! Fun and enjoyable!”
“The Kalon Academy is the best educational institution on this continent, right? You won’t be able to win the students’ hearts with such promises.”
“But I can’t think of a better one. I’m not as great as Johann…”
With that, Millia hung her head sadly. I placed my hand on top of Millia’s head to comfort her.
“Don’t think that way. You have your strengths too.”
“Strengths?”
With my reassurance, Millia tilted her head in curiosity. If I have good observational skills, I should point out her head tilting was at a slightly awkward angle.
“… Well, you’re cute. Looks are an important factor.”
“But Perinne is pretty too!”
“She is pretty.”
“She is such a beautiful lady~”
When did she come in?
I turned my head to look at Elisa, who had her arms wrapped around my neck from behind. When she made eye contact with me, she kissed my cheek and smiled shyly.
“Good afternoon, Johann~”
“Yeah. Elisa. Good afternoon. How’s the magic study going?”
“I think I’ve somewhat grasped the basics…”
“Impressive, already at first-level magic? The Mage Guild might want you.”
If Elisa, at her age, can use first-level magic, she’d be recorded in history as a prodigy. After all, a graduate who can use second-level magic is considered a promising candidate in this world.
Knowing she can use second-level magic from her first year literally means she has insane talent.
“Amazing.”
“It’s all thanks to you~”
“I don’t recall doing anything.”
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have even dreamed of first-level magic…”
Is that so? Well, if Elisa says it’s true, then it probably is. I felt the soft touch of the fluffy mass around my neck while looking at Millia, who was gazing at me with a pouty face.
“I don’t get why our future student council president is pouting like that.”
“Do you think it’s good for Johann to have big breasts?”
“Does it matter if they’re big or small?”
It could be said to be important… but has she been that concerned about it?
“But Johann, you get all flustered when Elisa or Karina come close!”
“I don’t recall that.”
“Even now, you’re grinning because Elisa is hugging you.”
“… That’s slander.”
“… Johann, you like big ones too, huh…”
Viola, please don’t sigh. It’s not that Elisa or Karina’s sizes are outrageous; it’s just that you’re small. The only one who’s really small is Sif…
“Eh? Are you all just hanging out here?”
“Sif. Did you come to take a break?”
“I have some papers to hand to you since I heard you’d be here… I thought you were working hard while having fun here…”
“Why don’t you sit down and relax a bit too?”
“Then I’ll graciously take a seat.”
Sif quickly sat down beside me, burying her face in my neck. Unsurprisingly, I felt Sif’s breath against my nape.
“Ugh… this is soothing.”
“The younger ones would be surprised.”
“They probably already know, right? With how you’re always around, there’s no way they wouldn’t.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, yeah. The kids all know.”
“Not the best education, I guess?”
“I’m controlling myself as much as I can in front of them, so it’s probably okay, right?”
We enjoyed idle chatter and basked in a peaceful atmosphere.
I’m not sure if this is the advantage of a harem.
But it would be hard for lovers to be this close otherwise. It’s probably thanks to the bonds forged from long adventures together. As I engrained the sight of the lovers not being hostile to each other into my mind, I finally stood up.
“Soon it’ll be dinner time, so I’ll go to the restroom.”
“Okay! See you later~”
“Have a safe trip.”
“Take care, uncle.”
“I should go to the restroom too.”
Sif stood up, seemingly thinking of going as well, and followed closely behind me.
“I’ll go too.”
“Me too!”
“Me as well…”
Are we playing train? We lined up like kindergarteners heading to the restroom.
——————
“Perinne, I heard you’re running for student council president.”
“Oh my, Martina. That’s right.”
“Who’s your competition?”
“Olive from the Knight Department. Para from the Alchemy Department, Millia from the Liberal Arts Department… I heard the candidate for the Theology Department hasn’t been decided yet.”
“Normally, the Saint would be a candidate, but she’s currently in the Sanctuary…”
The two let out a sigh of relief. Regardless of Karina’s participation, it was one less of the most burdensome competitors.
“The ones to watch… would be Olive and Millia.”
“Which one do you think is more dangerous?”
“I think it’s Millia.”
Martina nodded as if she had expected Perinne’s answer.
“Right. Millia will surprisingly become a formidable opponent. She likely has friends in all departments. If her friends purely vote for Millia, that in itself would gather a tremendous amount of votes.”
“Is it feasible to win?”
“Fufu, the turning point of the election is the candidate speech, right? I plan to make my stand there…”
“As the heir of the Nereid family, I must claim victory.”
Perinne declared with a graceful smile.
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