Chapter 61: Normal

Gilmon had regained consciousness and refused all visitors.

At first, Loria was very scared that he had noticed her actions.

But seeing that he had banned everyone from approaching, it wasn’t really like that.

"...Ha, it’s because of Sierra. What’s with creating a group chat?"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became that the Princess and Sierra had cornered Gilmon.

She completely understood why he was so afraid of women.

She was confident that she could treat him kindly and gently if she met him now.

Yet, the Princess still goes back and forth to the hospital.

To abuse the power of the Empire in that way.

Loria trembled with anger.

It’s not like she hadn’t tried to approach Gilmon in her own way.

The most likely thing was to approach Phonia Hazelnut, who was known to be living with him.

If she became naturally close to her, she would have a chance to run into Gilmon.

Phonia was a crippled and loser-like girl, but recently, her atmosphere had changed a bit.

She had become brighter, wore clean uniforms, and her hair had become quite clean.

When she took off the eyepatch that always had pus flowing from it and trimmed her bangs, her eyes were big and nice to look at.

Loria decided to buy her food and win her over.

She had many friends, so she took her around and introduced her to them.

If they had continued like that, they would have become best friends.

If only Sierra hadn’t interfered with that.

"... I think I can help you study. Loria Eros can’t do that. Can she?"

Sierra said to Phonia, who had returned from the cafeteria.

Of course, her mocking gaze was directed at Loria.

"... Sierra, what the hell are you talking about!"

She said it out of anger, but she couldn’t refute it.

Loria had many friends and was good at cheerleading, but she wasn’t good at studying.

In the end, from that day on, Phonia began to stick to Sierra and learn things.

Even though it started because of Gilmon, Loria felt humiliated, as if she had lost her boyfriend.

With these things overlapping, Loria couldn’t concentrate on cheerleading activities at all.

Getting injured was, in a way, a predetermined result.

"...At this rate, Sierra will get closer to Gilmon first. Should I just leave it alone?"

Fortunately, Gilmon hates Sierra like the other women.

It seems like he hates and fears her beyond the level of dislike.

Gilmon knows the true nature of that fox-like bitch.

After school that day, Loria went to the hospital where Gilmon was hospitalized and passed a note through the nurse-yang.

Although visits were prohibited, it was possible because she had become quite close to the nurse.

Sociability was one of her strengths.

The contents of the note were as follows.

[...Your girlfriend is going in and out of Sierra Solers house.]

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[...Your girlfriend is going in and out of Sierra Solers house.]

"...What is this?"

That was what was written on the note that Nurse Siri had brought.

"What did she look like?"

"Oh, I wasn’t supposed to tell you..."

But unlike her words, Siri’s face was twitching with a smile.

She had the expression of someone about to talk about their favorite manga character.

She was changing the water in the vase by the window.

Her expression changed to serious in an instant.

Siri raised her index finger and spoke seriously.

"Her skin is slightly tanned, a healthy type. Glossy, long brown hair, she likes to wear clothes that slightly reveal her navel, she has abs, and overall, she’s got a firm, fleshy body..."

"... Okay, that’s enough."

Combining her words, it seems the person who gave this note is Loria.

Loria Eros.

One of the prides of the Academy, a promising member of the cheerleading team, Blossom.

She’s been a famous cheerleader since middle school.

Her thug-like appearance and explosive body attract the attention of many men.

She’s often treated like a slut because of her intimidating appearance, but in reality, she’s a virgin.

From the start, she wasn’t interested in anything sexual.

Even I, from the previous playthrough, didn’t think I’d see her virgin blood until I fucked her.

I remembered her pretending to be bold until she was penetrated, then shedding tears and saying, ’I told you to go easy...’

She had many friends and was quite outgoing, but when I actually dated her, she was one of the most docile heroines.

Anyway, she came here and left me this note.

[...Your girlfriend is going in and out of Sierra Solers house.]

There are more than one or two things to worry about.

My girlfriend would mean Phonia.

Why is Phonia going in and out of Sierra’s house?

Was that why her visits had decreased recently?

Why did Loria tell me this?

Her intentions were unknown.

But my conclusion is already set.

Phonia and Sophie are supposed to come soon, so I can just ask her.

I clearly told her to tell me if she got involved with the heroines.

I was a little angry and anxious.

It would be better to warn her again and keep them apart.

"...How long are you going to stay like that?"

I tried to treat her like she wasn’t there, but I couldn’t ignore the woman who was standing so upright.

Unlike Siri, who was busily moving around the hospital room, the woman was sitting on the auxiliary chair with a stern expression.

It was Livia.

"... I plan to stay until I am forgiven."

Her visits have become more frequent recently, and the point to note is that she comes separately from the Princess.

Is it okay for the Princess’s Head of Security to spend hours here?

"The Princess has permitted it."

Even Aisha couldn’t understand it.

Even though I drastically lowered her affection, she’s letting another woman visit me?

I don’t know for sure, but she must be seething inside.

"... There’s nothing to forgive, Livia. We decided to forget about that, didn’t we?"

The System is largely to blame for Aisha’s frenzy with the sashimi knife.

The stabbing in the park’s men’s restroom is still a trauma, but I don’t intend to blame her.

If you think about it, I’m paying for my sins from the previous playthrough.

Now that I’m back to normal, all I want is for everyone to go their own way...