Female Leads Obsess Over a Counter-Attack Character with Narrow Eyes

“Why are you coming out from there…?”

That tattoo, familiar yet unfamiliar.

Despite playing the game repeatedly through countless playthroughs, I’ve only seen someone with that tattoo in the game’s art book.

The meaning of that tattoo is just one thing.

‘That… it’s exactly the same as the tattoo possessed by the princess of Trahan.’

A tattoo composed of black roses and thorns.

It’s exactly the same pattern as the tattoo possessed by the princess of Trahan, one of the eight countries. Her name was… Elise?

‘Why is she here?’

Luin Academy is a facility in the Praon Kingdom, meaning it’s not a place where the princess of Trahan, which is essentially an enemy country, could continue her school life peacefully.

Think, let me think. Why would Elise, a princess of another country, be at Luin Academy?
I racked my brain, employing all of my extensive game background knowledge.

‘…Come to think of it, I remember the atmosphere in Trahan being quite turbulent now.’

After Megan Astorius’s activities, full-scale wars have decreased significantly, but only full-scale wars.

Assassination attempts against various key figures, including the leaders of each country, are still ongoing.
Among them, Trahan is particularly severe.

‘Trahan isn’t on good terms with other countries either.’

Trahan is a country that advocates for the harmony of all races. Therefore, it’s a place where humans, demons, and various other races live with relatively little discrimination. To begin with, it’s a place where the king is a demon and the queen is human.
In short, Elise is not an ordinary human but a half-human, half-demon.

She’s in a position that’s perfect for becoming a public enemy to both human countries that hate demons and demon countries that reject humans.

From here on, it’s my own speculation.

‘Is she living at Luin Academy, hiding her identity because Trahan is dangerous?’

It would be safer to live in a foreign country while hiding her identity than to live as the princess of Trahan, who is at risk of assassination just by breathing.

Yes, it’s not precise, but let’s assume she came to Luin Academy for refuge(?).
The next question is.

‘Why haven’t I discovered her in my gameplay until now?’

She’s a character that appeared in the art book of Grand Fantasia. In short, she’s not just a simple extra.

After pondering for a moment, I came up with an answer.

‘Does she die soon?’

If a character dies before the player notices their existence, they wouldn’t catch the eye in the first place.

‘But that’s not much different from an extra.’

Then there would be no reason for her to be included in the game’s art book.
Think about it. A character who quietly dies without doing anything wouldn’t take up a page in the art book.

Could there be a route that opens up where you can save her if you fulfill specific conditions?

‘…I don’t know.’

It’s difficult to speculate any further at this point. There’s not enough information. I’ll have to think about it in more detail later…

“Is someone there? I’d appreciate it if you’d come out.”

At that moment, Pascal looked towards where I was and asked threateningly. It seems he’s noticed my presence.

I need to make a quick decision. Should I run away, or should I step forward boldly?

I don’t know yet if the princess of Trahan is beneficial to me or not, but what Pascal is doing right now would be harmful rather than beneficial.

‘It would be unfair to suffer collateral damage for no reason.’

Yes, let’s stop him. For my peaceful happy life.

“Haha, I didn’t intend to just watch, you know.”

I said as I slowly walked out with my usual frivolous expression.

“Sion? It’s been a while. Two weeks? Three weeks? I can’t remember well.”

Pascal welcomed me warmly, waving his hand.

What? Why is he welcoming me? Sion and Pascal shouldn’t have been particularly close.

Pascal is a figure respected by the entire family, while Sion is a figure despised by the entire family. They have no points of contact.

While I was inwardly confused by the unexpected response, Pascal smiled broadly and pointed at Elise with his finger.

“You came at the right time. You relieved a lot of stress with her last semester, didn’t you? You must have built up a lot of stress because of Chloe during the vacation, so take this opportunity to properly relieve it today.”

I maintained silence for a moment. Then I roughly figured out how the situation was flowing.

‘Sion, this crazy bastard.’

It seems the previous owner of my body was a piece of trash like Pascal.

“Here, take this.”

Pascal tossed a light wooden sword that had been lying on the ground towards me.

A light wooden sword with someone’s bloodstains on it. I could tell whose blood it was without being told.

“You’re not particularly a guy I like, but strangely, it makes me feel good to see you, who always just gets beaten up, hitting someone.”

Pascal stepped aside, rambling on.

Now, the one standing in front of Elise is me, holding a wooden sword.

Black eyes, swirling with negative emotions like fear, hatred, contempt, and disgust, look at me.

They were black eyes.

Although I’m not particularly skilled at reading people’s emotions, even someone as clumsy as me can intuitively sense what kind of pain Elise has endured and what emotions she has felt because of me.

…This isn’t right.

I made up my mind to clear up my relationship with him decisively.

“Lord Pascal, do you remember what injuries I inflicted on this person?”

“You? You beat her moderately with your fists and wooden sword. You didn’t do anything weird. But why suddenly? Aren’t you going to relieve stress? Hit her refreshingly once, like before.”

“Yes, I should.”

I nodded to his words and pointed my sword.

“…Haha, our Sion. You’ve become more playful while I wasn’t watching, huh?”

Not at Elise, but at Pascal.

“Hmm, is it because my expression is lacking that you’re taking my sincerity as a joke? Or it could simply be due to Lord Pascal’s lack of communication skills. I recommend reading books.”

At my defiance, Pascal stared at me intensely for a moment, then tilted his head slightly as if genuinely curious and asked.

“Hey, are you sick?”

“Hmm, if you consider it, you could say so. Since I’ve been suffering from amnesia for the past three days. I’ve forgotten everything except the truly important things. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you in advance. When I first woke up, I had even forgotten the existence of Lord Pascal.”

I answered with a playful chuckle.

“By the way, it seems that before losing my memory, I used to commit such trashy acts well with Lord Pascal. Though I have no memories at all, my face is burning with shame.”

I put my left hand in my pocket, and stared at Pascal with a mocking gaze while standing slightly tilted.
“How about you, Lord Pascal? Does the genius who is loved by the entire family feel good when he exercises violence by threatening a female junior in a back alley?”

“…What are you trying to say? Don’t beat around the bush. Are you being sarcastic?”

“If you can’t understand even this much… There must be a limit to what books can help with, right? It’s not too late even now, why don’t you go home and receive basic socialization education again? I’ll cheer for you from afar.”

“So. Right now, you’re mocking me? Sion Frelia is mocking me, Pascal Frelia?”

“Ahaha, it was sincere advice that came from pure goodwill. I didn’t intend to offend you, but since you’re upset, I apologize.”

I pretended to apologize, simply nodding my head slightly with a smirking face.

“Then, for Lord Pascal, who grew up without manners and is poor at communicating with others, I’ll specially summarize what I want to say in a simple way.”

While maintaining my smile, I flashed open one of my eyes.

“Stop this trashy behavior. It will be more helpful for both you and our family.”

The snake stared at Pascal.

[Main Character — Pascal Frelia feels intense hatred towards you]
[You receive 500 points as a reward]

I could vaguely sense how intense the anger Pascal is feeling right now.

“Oh? Why aren’t you responding? Could it be that I need to speak even more simply? It seems I’ve overestimated Lord Pascal.”
“……”
“To summarize it more simply, I’m asking you to act your age. Can you understand this much?”

“…Haha, life is full of surprises. To think there would come a day when the family’s disgrace, who can’t even remember his mother’s face, would talk back to me so articulately. It’s very unpleasant. If your goal was to spoil my mood, you can celebrate.”

Pascal moves his mouth with an expression as if he stepped on dog poop while passing by and is displeased. I could tell how he had thought of Sion usually.

“Ah, then this should work. You can just take what you want directly, right? Have a match with that Margarenil over there, and if you win, I’ll stop such pastimes as you say. How about it, good? If I were to have a direct match with you, you might die. Even if you’re a half-wit, if I kill you, I’d hear quite a lot of nagging.”

“Aha, so that person’s name is Margarenil. I welcome it.”

“Okay. Then Margarenil, take this. I brought an extra one in case it breaks, and that’s fortunate.”

Pascal threw a wooden sword that was in the corner to the male student, Margarenil, who was holding Elise.

“Beat him moderately. So he never talks back again.”

“Yes, Lord Frelia.”

Though he clearly spoke in a whisper, Pascal deliberately spoke loudly enough for me to hear everything.

Honestly, it’s almost impossible for me to subdue Margarenil there with my current physical abilities. After all, unlike me, he’s a third-year student.

But my power is not limited to mere physical abilities.

‘Do you think I spent two whole days sparring with Sheena for nothing?’

I don’t have confidence. The confidence that I’ll lose.

“Are you ready?”

Margarenil was looking at me with a relaxed gaze, as if looking at a day-old puppy.

At that confident attitude, I also held my wooden sword firmly with a smirking smile.

“Of course. Then, excuse me!”

My feet kicked off the hard ground and advanced.