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At Soul Academy, it wasn’t uncommon for this airheaded fox to follow me around.
After all, if someone caught her eye, she’d throw away all rules and regulations like they didn’t even exist.
But at least back then, it wasn’t some forced “join the party” event. At the very least, she would ask for the other person’s consent first.
This fox might not care about being disliked by the ones she’s interested in, but she definitely doesn’t want to be truly hated.
In the game, if you told her to back off, she’d pout and get all sulky, but she never stalked you like this!
But what is this now? What kind of weirdo declares that they’ll stalk me no matter what, whether I like it or not?
I stared down at the lovesick fox wagging her tail under me and pressed my hands hard against my eyes.
In this situation, where this dumb fox was practically shouting "Does it even matter?," there was nothing I could do.
If I kicked her out, she’d just keep following me in secret, watching from a distance. But if I let her stay, she’d grin and pull all kinds of weird stunts.
Honestly, I’d love to beat her to death, but there’s a slight problem—she’s stronger than me.
After all, this is a creature powerful enough to be the ruler of the forest. I can’t take her down yet.
If this were a game, I’d solve it with all kinds of tricks and controls, but this is real life.
Even if I hit her with my full strength using a mace, she’d just tell me to do it harder. How am I supposed to beat someone like that?
“You seem troubled.”
‘Shut up.’
“Airheaded fox? Could you close that foul-smelling mouth? It’s making me sick.”
In theory, the old man was right. Having this creature around could definitely be useful.
This lovesick fox, one of the most versatile rulers of the forest, wouldn’t be bad to have around.
But still... just still...
I just can’t handle it.
Even if I spat on her, she’d probably lick it up and thank me for the reward. How am I supposed to deal with a maniac like that?!
Even before I became Lucy, back when I was still a man, I would have been horrified by a beast like her.
Ugh. My head was such a mess that I couldn’t even bring myself to speak.
Every time I tried to say something rational, the word ‘fuck’ felt like it was about to slip out.
No, seriously. Are you a cat? No, you’re a fox! So why the hell are you crawling to me, acting like I’m supposed to be your master?!
Knock, knock.
“Lady Alrn, are you inside?”
I looked up from glaring at the annoyingly happy fox to the sound of someone calling me from outside the door.
That voice... it’s Professor Anton, isn’t it? The guy in charge of combat studies, so he’s super busy. What’s he doing here?
If I had to guess, maybe it’s something to do with the last field trip. I don’t know for sure, but I have nothing to worry about. I did everything by the book.
Honestly, the funniest part is that after the field trip, my reputation actually went up.
I mean, my plan was a complete success—I got the students to direct their anger at the faculty. But still, I thought my reputation would take a bit of a hit, considering what I did.
Yet after all that, I don’t know what Arthur said to the others, but my reputation actually got a bit better.
Now people think, “She may talk rough, but at least she’s more considerate of others than before.”
I’ll take it with a grain of salt since Avery, Bissy, and Joy were the ones who told me, but I think my reputation really has improved a little.
Arthur. What on earth did you say to those students with that smooth tongue of yours? Thank you!
Unlike a certain disgusting fox, you’re actually helpful!
Not only did you rally everyone during the field trip, but now you’re even handling the fallout afterward!
Just wait! I’ll bring you the best gift you could ever need!
“Lady Alrn?”
‘Hold on.’
“Wait a second, you gorilla professor. I’ll be out.”
“Understood.”
Ugh. Dealing with this airheaded fox won’t get solved by racking my brain right now, so let’s push it off for later.
Maybe if I get some fresh air, I’ll come up with a better idea than I have now.
...Hmm. But is it really okay to leave this airheaded fox in my room? What if this pervert does something weird while I’m gone?
The word 'shame' doesn’t apply to this airheaded fox.
There’s no common sense in a lunatic who straight-up declares, “I’m going to stalk you!”
But I don’t exactly want to drag my source of stress out with me either.
What should I do?
‘Grandpa?’
<What is it?>
‘I’m leaving this pervert here, so if she does anything weird, tell me later.’
I was genuinely worried she’d steal my underwear or something. I wouldn’t be gone for long, so I asked him to keep an eye on her for me.
The old man agreed, saying he would.
Alright, I guess I’ll take a quick break. Even if it’s weird to say I’m taking a break while leaving my own room.
Sigh. Oh well. What’s done is done.
The world really has some bizarre things. She’s the ruler of the forest, yet she has absolutely no dignity.
What made it worse was that it wasn’t because she didn’t know how to act properly.
Before Lucy started wearing those revealing outfits, she at least kept up appearances.
As someone who had once been a noble, a holy knight, and a hero, Ruell could tell that Rina had mastered courtly manners. Even in a noble court, she wouldn’t be out of place.
But the moment Lucy donned those skin-baring clothes, Rina threw everything aside.
Her desires overtook her, and she couldn’t even manage basic decency.
I mean, sure, our girl has a beautiful appearance, but this is way too much.
If she weren’t the ruler of the forest but just a regular human, she’d already be locked up as a criminal.
As Rina sniffed around the room with a disgusting grin, Ruell noticed her steps moving in a strange direction.
Hmm? Why is she coming over here? There’s nothing around me that relates to our girl.
...Oh wait. There’s one thing.
Something that has always been with our girl, the weapon that has been in her hands for so long—me.
No way. She’s not targeting me, is she?
No. Stop. I don’t want to be messed with!
Filled with desperation, Ruell shouted inwardly, but Rina paid him no mind.
Gracefully jumping onto the table, she looked at Ruell and licked her lips.
Girl, please come back soon!
I’m so scared of what this maniac might do!
Ruell was praying for Lucy’s return when Rina reached out and placed her hand on him.
At that moment, as Ruell tensed up, fearing the worst...
"Greetings, spirit within the mace."
Rina spoke to Ruell.
<...Are you talking to me?>
“Who else would I be talking to?”
<Well, yes. How did you know I was here?>
“I’m a fox. I can see spirits.”
I have no idea what seeing spirits has to do with being a fox, but given that she’s powerful enough to be the ruler of the forest, I guess it’s not that surprising.
<In a way, this might be fortunate. Miss Rina, could you please refrain from doing anything strange here?>
Now that she knew someone was watching, maybe she’d tone down her antics compared to being alone.
“What do you think I am?”
<Considering everything you’ve done so far, you’ve earned that reputation.>
“I was just expressing my love.”
Rina didn’t seem the least bit remorseful about her actions, and her casual attitude left Ruell momentarily speechless.
Is it my mistake for expecting common sense from a madwoman?
“Let’s get to the point. The girl could be back any moment.”
<That wasn’t nonsense, by the way.>
“I’ll be blunt. Help me stay by the girl’s side.”
<I refuse.>
Ruell knew Rina was a formidable entity. He wasn’t being polite out of ignorance.
But even so, this perverted fox would never have a positive influence on Lucy.
Sure, she’d be helpful, but the mental stress she’d cause far outweighed any benefit.
“It’s necessary for that girl’s sake.”
<You mean for your own selfish desires.>
“Sure, that’s part of it, but it’s secondary. There’s something more important.”
Ruell fully expected nonsense from her, but he let her continue.
After all, the more she rambled, the closer it got to Lucy’s return.
“Right now, the girl is basking in too much light. You could say she’s showered with love from the heavens. Given her beauty, it’s no surprise she’s being favored, but when love is concentrated on one person, it naturally draws the hatred of others.
“You understand what I’m saying? The girl is going to face a great threat. Sure, she’s managed to survive up to now, but can you guarantee she’ll continue to do so?”
<...It sounds like you’re saying you’ll protect her when the time comes.>
“Exactly. Why else would I be following her around without even asking for permission?”
It’s fine for her to be pushed to the brink, to claim victory through hardship—that would only add beauty to her life.
But she must not be broken. As Rina casually said that, Ruell fell silent.
Having spent so much time with Lucy, he knew how many crises she’d overcome so far.
If, in the worst-case scenario, the fox’s help was available...
“If you still have doubts, I...”
It seems the final tally of the spoils was complete, and once it was confirmed that our party had taken first place, he came to find me.
He even smiled and complimented me on gathering the most loot in the history of Soul Academy’s field trips, so it didn’t seem like he held any grudges.
Even though the bags under his eyes from all the stress I caused were obvious.
What a generous guy. Seriously, Professor Anton.
The first-place reward from the academy was a Guardian’s Brooch. The same one that had saved my life from the Minotaur before.
At least now I have something to get me out of another near-death situation.
Ideally, I’d never have to use it, but that’s probably asking too much.
Given everything I’ve been through so far, it wouldn’t surprise me if danger popped up again at any moment.
With that thought, I sighed as I stood outside my dorm.
Ugh, I have to face that perverted airheaded fox again.
It’s disgusting just thinking about it, but what choice do I have? This is my room. I can’t exactly run away from my own room.
After a moment’s hesitation, I opened the door to see the fox, now in human form.
She was kneeling by the entrance, and as soon as she saw me, she bowed deeply.
“Welcome back, my master.”
...What kind of play is this, you airheaded fox?