This was before Livia and Angier left for the Republic of Arzer.

　It was a hectic time with Leon and his students studying abroad and the school changing its policies.

　Livia is giving a tour of the school with a new student of commoner origin who has enrolled in the school.

　She was holding a file with a black binding cover in her hand.

　She hugged him with both hands while giving him a tour of the school.

　Livia looked nervous.

This is the school building. Your classes will be held in this school building. Basically, the teacher will come to the classroom.

　Instead of moving to a classroom that the teacher had, the teacher would come to the classroom and teach the class.

　It was a high school style of teaching.

　It was a racy student with his hair flowing to the side who asked a nervous Libya a question.

　His name is [Pierre]. Yes, it's Pierre. He's different from Pierre of the Republic.

''Can I ask you a question, senior?''

Yes!

Thank you. So....

　The reason for Libya's nervousness about its juniors is that they are not from the same commoner background.

　While Libya came from a remote island in the countryside, they came from a wealthy family with a wealthy merchant who lived in the royal capital and was reasonably well off.

Are you free after this?　Would you like to have dinner with me?

　At Kizzah Pierre's invitation, Livia gave a drawn-out smile.

'This, I can't, as I'm engaged. I'm sorry.'

　Kizza Pierre looks disappointed.

'That's a shame. I'm sorry I didn't know you had a fiancée.'

　Pierre's family was a wealthy merchant family that also traded.

　Therefore, when the school decided to accept an ordinary student, it was a family that was immediately approached.

　He comes from a wealthy merchant family that also has relationships with noble families.

　And in terms of age, he was older than Livia.

　The new students gathered were of varying ages because of the suddenness with which they were gathered.

　While everyone around them was giggling, Pierre shrugged his shoulders.

　In the midst of all this, one young man was looking at Libya.

　His name is 【Aaron】.

　His black hair was slicked back and he wore his uniform down, giving off a somewhat delinquent vibe.

''You rascal. But still, your fiancé, huh--

　Aaron gave a small grin as he looked at Livia's chest hugging the binding cover.

'I've been reincarnated in such an interesting alternate universe. It's nice to have a little fun, right?'

　Livia continues to explain.

'That concludes today's information. We're having a modest welcome party for all of you today, so please come.

　When Livia smiled, Aaron muttered, "I'm looking forward to this evening.

　The one who was watching Aaron from the sky was - Cleare's reconnaissance drone.

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I can't believe that some insolent person decided to take advantage of the Master's absence and mess with Libya. It's not a good idea to cuckold or cuckold. We have to crush him.

　It was Angel, who had been reading a book, who was surprised when Claire suddenly began to speak.

'What's up with you all of a sudden?'

Nothing.

Yeah, right. Okay, just don't talk so fast. You're scaring me.

　Angel muttered, "Luxion was less talkative," etc.

　Cleare questioned Angier.

'That said, don't a lot of people know that Libya's fiancé is a master?　Master, are you perhaps unknown to the commoners?''

　Angier closes the book.

'I got engaged during a flurry of activity. Many of you won't even know it. So what about it?

'-No, it's nothing. I'm fine. It's not a problem.

Okay.

　Angel begins to read again.

　And then, as I recall.

Yeah. Libya's coming home late today. I know it's nothing, but take care of it.

Okay.

　It was Claire who started spinning around happily.

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　Night.

　The tavern where the welcome party was being held.

　Aaron is sipping his drink and watching Libby as he chivvies his drink.

　The same delinquent-looking boys are gathered around him.

'Hey, Aaron, are you sure you want to do this?'

You have a fiancé?

　Aaron grinned at these boys' words.

'Baca. That's why it's fun. It would be even more fun to see your fiancé's tearful face.

　One of them says worriedly.

'You're dealing with a nobleman.'

　But Aaron doesn't back off.

"After all that's happened. There's no way I'm going to be scared to do anything about it. You can't get away with it. I'm a man of talent.

　Aaron had been admitted as an adventurer with certain achievements as an adventurer.

　It is believed that he will be able to attain the status of a knight in the future.

'It would be nice if I could make a woman mine. "If only I could make a woman mine. I'll make you enjoy it. You'll be glad I did.

　The boys grinned and smiled - and I heard a voice.

''Too bad you guys are--a~u~t~s~''

　When Aaron turned around in surprise, he thought he smelled a sweet scent, but at the same time he felt suddenly drowsy and let go of his consciousness.

　Finally, Aaron thought he saw a single blue eye.

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　Libby, the secretary at the tavern, was busy.

'I hope everyone is having a good time?'

　I looked at the table and saw the boys partially asleep at the table.

　As I go to wake her up, Clairvoyant comes to my side.

'Ahle, you're here?'

'Angel was so worried about Libya that he told me to watch over it.

Angel is a little too worried about it.

　Livia looked troubled and happy, and Claire only replied to Livia's troubled and happy face, ''--yes,''
He turned one blue eye on the boys who had fallen asleep.

'Better yet, let's bring them back. In fact, the guys drinking at a nearby table are using the same boys' dormitory as them. Let's have them carry them in.'

No, you can't, Arle. You have to take care of them until the end.

　Claire laughed at Livia when they tried to carry it themselves.

'Don't worry. He'll be happy to do it for you. He'd rather say thank you for asking.'

　It was Livia who followed Claire's words and reluctantly went to ask for help.

　When she headed to the table she was told to go to, there were all the boys gathered there and seemed to be enjoying themselves.

　It's a good idea to have a good time.

"Ah, um--

　The boys were alarmed, and most of them suddenly fell silent and averted their gaze.

　But only one of them gave Libya a sharp look.

'What do you want?'

　The overly curt attitude was unsettling, but Livia turned her attention to their table.

'Actually, a few boys have fallen asleep. I heard that you were using the same boys' dormitory--

　When I said that much, the boys suddenly looked at me.

'What, is that what you mean!
I'm on it. I was just about to wrap it up.
Don't worry, we'll take care of you.
This is what we do, isn't it?
'Oh, yes!'
Don't worry about it.

　He got up and headed over to the boys - Aaron and the others - and quickly took them away after paying the bill as it was.

　Livia was relieved.

'Good. They were a bit scary, but they were kind, Arle.'

　Claire said to Livia's smile.

'Mission complete.'

Arleigh?

"It's nothing. Yeah, it's nothing--

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　The next day.

　It was a racy Pierre walking down the hallway of the boys' dormitory.

'My roommate didn't come home. Where the hell did he go?

　When I came back from the welcome party last night, the boys in my room were gone.

　I was wondering and playing with my fingers in my bangs that were swept to the side when Aaron and the others walked in front of me.

　All three of them were rubbing their butts.

'Ouch--and you don't remember any of that.
Did I drink that much yesterday?
'I'm surprised you woke up in the seniors' room,'

　Pierre was a bit surprised to see his classmates like that.

'Are you guys okay?'

　Aaron scratches his hair.

'What a dickhead. I think I had too much to drink yesterday. I don't remember anything about it.

　I hear that and wonder.

Yeah.

(Huh?　I thought I got drunk right away yesterday?　--(Hmm?)

　The hallway of the boys' dormitory.

　Pierre saw something blue in the window and turned his gaze towards it, but there was nothing.

(Is it my imagination?)

　Aaron is rubbing his ass.

'But your ass still hurts. I heard you hit it yesterday when you were drunk, but does it really hurt this bad?　And there's something wrong with that.

　The three of them babbled and complained and went back to their rooms.

　Pierre looked at the direction Aaron and the others had come from.

(--no way.)

　He brushed a hand away his proud bangs and then decided to go back to his room himself.