I Want To Escape From the Vampire’s Blood Bag

20 – confession

A proper first weekend at Lachesis Academy.

Most of the cadets are probably taking a break because other classes are neither exam period nor practice week.

But what about me?

It was just the timetable that Lane had drawn up.

Even on the weekends, I’m properly on time, so I’m struggling to fill the remaining credits today.

“Does obedience and obedience have the same meaning in terms of ‘following orders’?”

What I am taking right now is a major course exclusively for the quarter class. Because it was a weekend, there were not many students, but the lectures were more heated than anywhere else.

Professor Chetti, who has 20 years of experience as a maid and 12 years of experience as a head maid, and a total of 32 years, is explaining the concept of obedience to us.

“However, in the case of submission, the emphasis is on an attitude of submission by receiving instructions from an entity in authority. On the other hand, in the case of obedience…”

– Correct understanding of obedience and obedience

I want to know what an identity discrimination class this is. Except for me, the cadets of the quarter class were burning their enthusiasm for learning with their eyes shining today.

This is the first time that the Ministry of Magic servants have been admitted, but it is said that once you complete the academy, you are guaranteed a future where you can rise to the position of head butler or head maid.

In the first place, in the empire, masters and servants were in a somewhat horizontal relationship, belonging to the boss and secretary based on the previous world standards, so it had to be seen as possible.

‘Is there any curriculum to become stronger?’

Honestly, these lectures don’t help progress in the game. I don’t know if I just obey and live as a slave.

Still, if I had to point out the strengths of the quarter class class, it was that the assignments were really minor.

If you write down only the nuance that you always voluntarily pledge allegiance to the master, it is the correct answer.

Then Professor Chetti’s tone of voice began to rise.

“To help you understand, I will practice by forming a group with cadets taking the lecture ‘Reasonable Orders and Instructions Between Master and Servant’.”

Yeah?

At the professor’s signal, students from other classes began to enter.

-Are you starting practice now?

-Looks like it’s going to be tight…

it’s bothering. How many girls have been seduced in ten days. Now, if you are involved, you will be disgusted.

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Just then, a familiar hair-colored woman entered the classroom.

Light pink hair, elegant appearance that stands out even among the cadets.

‘…Floria?’

After all, she is also a noble. But why did you sign up for that class?

She was looking around the room looking for something.

I felt like this was looking for me, so I had no choice but to lower my head slightly.

“Now, we’re going to form a group of two people.”

When Chetti’s words fell out, the students who played the role of the owner cautiously headed this way.

-Good owner!

-Please, mistress!!

The students of the quarter class also seemed to be slightly anticipating who their daily owner would be.

“Hey. I have the big chest on the far left over there. steamed.”

A pervert man, Harold certainly has no filtering in his brain. Would the owner know about this?

I’m tired of reacting now.

“Sisters! Masters! fist! This way!”

He was actively courting with a louder voice.

-what??

That’s why the focus is on this…

“hey. Get out of here…”

late. Floria had to look this way.

“ha……”

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In the end, I was paired with Floria.

My reputation was ruined by various rumors, and there was no great person who would readily recommend Joe to me, a servant of the demons.

I tried to avoid her gaze as much as possible, but she quietly spoke to me.

“Hayu. Are you uncomfortable with me?”

“yes.”

“…don’t you want to be in the same group?”

“yes.”

I don’t know why he’s trying to listen to hurtful words.

It’s not that I don’t feel sick.

“By any chance… do you hate me or hate me?”

“……no.”

“…Well, that’s it. hehehe.”

Only then does Floria smile lightly.

‘driving me crazy.’

The past with Floria is also the past, but Lane is the biggest problem.

No matter how you look at it, Lane doesn’t seem to see Floria well.

So I wanted to buy it until the day of the duel as much as possible.

“Are you done?”

It seemed that the assignment was over for us last. Professor Chetty spoke with a satisfied expression.

“ruler! The assigned group is Atlas, a city near the academy, you know? There, you can postpone the master-servant relationship for today. It will be less awkward since we are in the middle of a festival.”

-Oh oh! festival!

– I was going to go on the weekend.

Brings life into the classroom. The atmosphere that Atlas is acceptable.

“During the day, the servants could and should have obeyed any commands, and the master could write down what commands were civilized and unreasonable. Oh, don’t forget to take a picture of each other’s family seals before submission!”

I don’t have a family, so I’ll have to ask Lane to seal the wax.

It’s a lecture he made himself, but he won’t be angry with it.

Floria folded her palms in anticipation.

“Hayu-nim, would you like me to sleep today?”

“Ah yes.”

When my reaction was not cool, Floria’s expression showed regret.

what can i do The owner said not to be friendly.

Floria’s expression darkened rapidly. And a very low voice came through.

“…Is this day mine? Lee Ha-yu.”

“……yes?”

What did this woman just say?

“Whoops, go quickly!”

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‘It’s embarrassing.’

We took the train from the Academy platform to Atlas.

The distance from the academy to Atlas was closer than Lane’s mansion to Norris Village, so there would be no restrictions on family members.

Of course, I thought about giving Lane a written report before leaving, but she doesn’t like to be touched on the weekend.

Also, since the sunset was already setting, I decided that it would be better to finish it quickly today.

-Isn’t the girl you just rode pretty?

-You’re famous these days. Floria Anderson.

-But why are you hanging out with demons?

– Last time at the restaurant…

Interested in others here or there…

The conversation of the cadets behind us showed no signs of ending, so we remained silent.

– Kugu Palace.

Then the train turned right, revealing the hidden city.

“Look over there! It’s Atlas!”

‘It looks similar to an academy.’

Atlas is the closest city to Pelos, and the design intention is also advocating customized infrastructure for the academy.

There were a lot of people passing by on a sneak peek of the platform.

Since it is the weekend at the beginning of the semester, there is no test period or practice week, so most of the cadets are taking a break here with the citizens.

Then Floria, who was sitting next to me, asked.

“By the way, I heard you applied for a class skip duel?”

“Ah yes.”

“And the opponent is the royal class. Isabella.”

“Right.”

“What were you thinking when you did that? Even though your body isn’t fully healed yet.”

“It’s long, so to speak. It’s no fun.”

I only answered with a short answer as a love guru.

“What are we going to do?”

“assignment. Should I?”

“really!”

But Floria continued to talk to me as if she couldn’t give up.

honestly comfortable

Because Floria is at least someone who can speak the language in this world.

There is no attitude of discrimination based on status. It really makes me feel a little like going to college.

-Kirik.

So the train arrived at Atlas.

Composed of a complex structure from the entrance, this place was more beautifully colored by the sunset.

* * *

‘Mmm.’

According to the task plan, at least three commands must be performed.

It’s not a real master-servant relationship, so you can refuse an unfair order.

However, if it was Floria, she had no idea what kind of order she would give.

“It’s a festival.”

As Floria said, the middle of the city was truly festive.

– noisy

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Just standing still is enough to get swept away by the crowd.

Like the downtown area of a college town, there are quite a few young men and women who look like academy cadets.

The seemingly endless rows of stalls exuded a festive atmosphere, and clerks in charge of touting customers dressed in unique clothes were busily walking around.

And after that, colorful festival flags finish the background like a painting.

If a young couple wanders around in a place like this, it will definitely look like a date.

I asked Floria.

“Is this why you signed up for a weekend class?”

“Whoops. It’s self-consciousness. It’s not that tidy.”

She smiled slightly and took my hand and led the way.

For a moment, I felt a sense of déjà vu.

Floria leading my hand?

– Look at this! It’s a huge bear!

– Mr. Hayu! Are you good at this game? I want a doll!

-Looks like they’re doing a circus over there! Shall we go see it later?

-Aren’t you hungry…? I don’t care if you let the lady talk first.

-right. Hayu-nim should be vegetarian. How about vegetable tempura??

In this festival, the sullen Floria of yesterday did not exist.

Only Floria from the Full Moon Festival from three years ago remained.

But at the same time, the memory of her was slowly coming back to me.

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Soon the day got completely dark.

Since Atlas trades through canals, it is said that large and small waterways are built in all directions starting from the center.

– Prick.

A little grasshopper sound and cool breeze.

A little away from the lights and people laughing in the far square.

Floria put me on a small bridge built over a moonlit waterway.

‘It was pretty fun.’

I couldn’t eat and drink at a normal festival, but I was able to enjoy the atmosphere.

‘Everywhere you look, there are always fireworks at this time. Don’t you want to?’

I heard all kinds of thoughts.

In the demon region, the farmers working far away from Norris Village were the only human scenes I saw.

It’s been a while since I forgot a lot, got away from my family, and saw a lot of different people.

“Here you go! Mr. Hayu.”

She came with something in both hands.

“Uh… I can’t.”

Purple liquid, with a slightly aged smell. Any way you look at this…

okay. Let’s just smell something we can’t eat anyway.

“How else did you bring it?”

“hehehe.”

Looking at Floria, who smiled mischievously, I asked.

“Floria. Please order slowly. Do you have to do an assignment?”

“Oh, I see.”

Floria, the girl I met three years ago at the Full Moon Festival wearing a mask.

As I walked around the festival with her today, some memories came to mind.

“I think my memories are coming back.”

You only need to borrow one piece from her and put it together.

“…okay? Good for you.”

Floria replied as if it didn’t matter.

“So, tell me everything today.”

She took a sip of the purple liquid and continued.

“I’ll give you an order before that.”

“Command… please.”

“…Call me by a nickname.”

“……Yes, Miss Leah.”

“Heh. Your memory really came back.”

-pop!

At that moment, a magic gunpowder show began in the sky.

‘…It’s a cliché.’

In an instant, a bright light shines through her pretty smiling face.

Even without looking up at the sky, this deep waterway was showing everything.

“Hayu-nim, you know what? There is no provision against dating at the academy.”

“……”

“There is no mention of status.”

“……”

It is also this pattern.

confession.

Floria spoke quite clearly.

“Would you like to go out with me?”

“……”

-pop

To be attacked for confessing 10 days after coming to the academy. If it is out of the blue, it will be out of the blue.

I rather asked.

“…is that an order?”

In my hazy memory, the feelings she has for me are not love. love and hate

“yes. It is an order.”

Floria was adamant.

This is enough to ruin the task.

“…I’ll have to write down in the report that this is an unfair order…”

“is that so?”

“yes.”

Laughter breaks out.

We looked at each other for a while and laughed.

-……

In the promised silence, Floria spoke very slowly.

“…Then Hayu-nim.”

“?”

“Will you die for me?”

-pop.

“……”

[Seven Weeks for ‘Floria Andelson’: Temperance increases by 1]

Her face, reflected in the water’s edge, had a sad expression, as if she had sunk into the abyss of this water.