My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!

"Wait!" Eren was about to step out of the hall when he heard Estelia call out to him.

"Water," he whispered, before touching the corner of his eyes, using the Dragon Tongue to create a drop of water.

"Huh?" He turned around, revealing his face to the woman with a 'tear' trickling down his cheek.

He hated that he had to resort to such theatrics, but he couldn't afford to be kicked out. If he wanted to bring his real body back from Earth and ensure his safety, he needed Lysander's help.

Proving to Lysander that Estelia was straight seemed like the most promising approach, even if it was also the most challenging.

As for making her fall in love with him, he didn't really care about that. After all, Lysander didn't give him a time limit. As long as he made it seem like he was trying, he could drag it for an eternity.

"Did you say something?" he asked the woman.

"Ah, sorry for showing such a sight to you." He 'noticed' the tear that was trickling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped his face, as if embarrassed to show such a vulnerable sight to Estelia.

Even Lysander looked in disbelief. Was Eren really crying? He wondered. That looked too real to be fake. He even worried if Eren was actually hurt by the rude behaviour of his daughter.

He started panicking. Did Eren's love end before it could even grow, because of his daughter's behaviour?

"A-are you alright?" he asked, his panicked tone being as evident as day.

Initially, even Estelia found her father's emotional behaviour strange, as if it was some kind of act. But Eren didn't look like he was acting.

Now that she heard her father's panicked tone, she was starting to believe that maybe she was overthinking. Her father really seemed to care about this man.

"I... I guess I misunderstood you. You can have dinner with us. I will forget what happened between us." Her voice grew weaker as he sat down, feeling a little guilty as well.

Eren was really innocent, and she had actually hit him. She felt a little regretful. She wasn't wrong either. Eren was truly innocent as it wasn't his intention to say those words. Just that her line of thoughts about his innocence was somewhat different.

"See? Even my daughter agreed to forgive you. She made a mistake, so you should also let bygones be bygones." Lysander quickly appeared next to Eren, still worried about him.

Before Eren could even have a second thought, he dragged him to the dining table like a toy. At this long, Eren had become accustomed to being dragged around.

Lysander made him sit next to his daughter. After that, he took the seat on the other side of his daughter. He had already started arranging things so they could get close to each other, or at least try to know each other.

"You said you are not from here? Which world are you from? What is your world like?" Estelia asked Eren, thinking back to his words.

It was rare for her to see an outsider that wasn't enslaved in this world. Moreover, he also seemed strong as he survived despite taking a hit from her, a feat that not many cooks achieve, even if they were born and raised in this world.

As she was focused on Eren, she didn't notice the smile appear on her father's face. He was really happy that his daughter was taking interest in Eren. In his mind, curiosity about the other person was the first step to love.

He didn't interrupt them and started eating silently without making any noise. He also cast a barrier around the hall, to make sure that not even servants could enter to disturb this moment.

'Am I allowed to tell her about my real origin?' Eren asked Lysander, wondering if he could take the name of earth.

He knew that Lysander loved earth as he was originally from there. But his daughter was different. She was born and brought up in this world.

She didn't have many attachments from earth. If anything, she might even have some negative thoughts about Earth after seeing her father's obsession with earth.

'You can tell her. She doesn't hate earth. You can also tell her some of the stories that you told me,' Lysander answered, not even trying to hide the glee on his face.

It was as if he could already see his grandchildren, running to him, calling him grandpa. He had already thought about the names he was going to give his grandchildren, and how he was going to dote on them.

Eren didn't need to read the man's thoughts. Just from his expressions, he could already roughly guess what that man was thinking about.

For some reason, Lysander's face looked extremely punchable at this moment. Unfortunately, he couldn't wipe that smug off Lysander's face. The man was much stronger than him, almost at a demigod level.

He stopped thinking about Lysander, or even looking at that irritable face. He focused on the pretty face of Estelia, which was much better to look at.

"I am from a small distant world called earth," he told Estelia, who clearly couldn't hide her surprise.

"You're joking. There is no chance. The portal to earth was already closed by my father," she exclaimed.

Her words also made Lysander remember about it. Didn't he seal the portal that connected earth to this world? Then how did Eren get to this world? He had completely forgotten to think about that matter, lost in the excitement of finding someone who was really from earth.
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"Even I'm not sure. One day, I simply found myself here when I opened my eyes. There were no portals nearby, so I simply travelled around his world, trying to find a way back," Eren lied with great conviction, realizing that he didn't just have to fool Estelia but also her father with his answer.