Chapter 15 - Stop cliché-san, don’t come any closer OR let me sleep
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After organizing a few things, I'm ready to go back to the palace.
It'll soon be 2 months I'm gone, and I decided to go back to avoid having one of these burial problems. Sometimes it's really annoying, you know, to just leave for a while and be dead where you came from...
[…]
The way back unfolded without any troubles, so I'll take advantage of it to think a bit.
In the end, the rebels proved to be really nice and hospitable.
The reason why assassins attacked me over the last years was that my arm gave them the opportunity to get rid of one of the sons of the emperor, in exchange for being a spy for them after having taken back the control of the body.
In the end, they never had a leader stronger than the Emperor, as the assassin they sent to me was one of their strongest members.
I of course never had any intention to act like a prince or anything of that style. Taking responsibilities would just be a pain in the a*s, I just revived here because it's easier to do it in the Empire than Nyggloth, as Nyggloth is under tight surveillance…
It's the problem with military countries, the security is too high and it's hard to do anything illegal.
In the Empire, it's not prohibited to do experiences on souls, while on Nyggloth, it's absolutely f*******n and anyone able to do so would constantly be monitored.
And yes, trying to destroy the soul of one of the children of the emperor may be one of the only things banned. In the end, the only laws that are actually applied are the laws defined by the strong, and they can be derived from common sense.
But it's not a big deal. The kid was a bad guy anyway, and he tried to kill me several hundreds of times. To top it off, I absolutely have nothing to do with it.
Nothing as in a bit… just a little bit… just a little little little bit…
Well, you know.
[…]
It's the evening, I'm a bit worn out, I just got back to the capital city.
I finally arrive at the Palace, go to the second floor, and enter my room.
I'm about to pounce on my bed when I hear a surprised shout.
-Kyaaa!
I see someone on my bed.
It's the girl I bumped into the other day.
-What are you doing here?
-Er, I was tidying your things. She says while hiding my pillow behind her.
I'm slightly uneasy, and my otaku instinct is telling me things… that I prefer to ignore for now.
-Ahem…
-What?
-Nothing, but why are my belongings the exact opposite of tidiness right now?
-Er, I was just starting, it's not like I like you or anything, it's just that I was about to tidy your things and didn't start yet, I never started by your bed to smell your scent! Don't you imagine weird things, i***t!
-…
A tsundere, but not the enjoyable kind. s**t, to think that I had the bad luck to save her…
Act dense... Act dense...
Her face takes a deep shade of red and she interrupts the silence.
-And by the way teacher, why did you come back this late? I was worried for you! i***t! p*****t!
I usually tend to not understand how characters are so dumb in shows so as to not notice the tsundere characters, but now I'm aware of why.
Tsundere are way more of a pain when you actually meet them than when they are a waifu.
-Listen, I had things to do, right now I'm tired, I have to go to sleep.
She wiggles, visibly hesitating, and her face blushes even more, if that even was possible.
-Ummm, if you want I can stay, I mean… I can help you to put your bed in order again. It's not like I want to stay longer, you know!
I sigh… This girl is even more of a tsundere than the word tsundere even implies, and to think that she only is 12 years old… And yeah, about that, isn't she ashamed to act like this with an 8 years old kid? Isn't that shameless? Wouldn't any 8 years old kid be crying right now? Do you feel my pain? She is both way too young and way too old, so there's no way I can allow her anywhere near my bed.
-All right, but you're leaving after, ok?
The words that came out of my mouth were a bit different from what I actually thought. But there's no helping it, I'm way too lazy -uh no I mean tired-, tired to get my bed in a usable state myself.
-Honestly, what were you thinking? Obviously, I'll leave! I'm just doing this to help you! It's not like I had the intention to sleep with you!
How scary! Her intentions are literally leaking out of her body!
[…]
I don't know how many times she came to my room for it to be in such a mess, but it'll soon be 15 minutes and it's still not finished…
Also, half of my underwear disappeared, I when asked her if she knew where they were, her answers were enough for me to know exactly what they became, which made the situation a bit awkward, mainly on my end.
I was promising myself to someday do a secret expedition to her room to save my underwear from their pitiful destiny when she breaks the silence.
-Teacher, may I know what were you doing all this time?
She's being really polite suddenly and I feel something really dangerous coming.
I answer carefully, while weighing my words.
-Errrr, I had something really important to do.
I feel her inquiring look on my face, and her eyes are full of suspicion.
-If it was important, it was serious, right?
-Yes.
-So why did you look happy when you left?
Eh? I left in secret… Which means she was spying on my room… That plus the strong menacing aura I've been feeling for a few seconds… It's not complicated to addition 1+1: yandere incoming!
On top of being a tsundere, it's a yandere? What is it, a yantsundere? A tsunyandere? A dereyantsun? A deretsunyan? A yanderetsun? A tsundereyan?
Too many possibilities are going through my head, and I feel the coming of a strong headache such as no one had for thousands of years…
Besides, it seems I got trapped by the order of the questions, giving an explanation is becoming really complex.
-So?
I clear my throat, before saying:
-It's not because something is complex and serious that I can't like doing it.
-So you weren't with anyone?
Her look is menacing me again.
-No, not at all.
I'm a bit relieved to be able to finally be able to close this questioning, it's becoming a bit hard to hold such a huge lie.
-Er…
She's not finding fault with it and I'm happy.
[…]
This f*****g room is finally tidy, and it took us almost 20 minutes… Which means it's been soon 5 minutes an uncalled-for silence is dragging.
20 minutes is long, even the room of a Prince. It's barely the size of a medium sized house on Earth, but I don't have so many possessions... Literally, the entirety of my possessions moved by a minimum of several meters.
-Well now that everything is finished, it's time for me to go to bed, err…
What's her name already? s**t did I know it at some point?
-Marie, it's Marie.
Holy s**t, even her name is a cliché. Is the author Japanese or something?
-Hmm, Marie, I'm going to sleep, so I'll need you to leave the room, please.
She blushes and leaves in a hurry.
I sigh, I'll finally be able to sleep… But before:
-AI!
-Yes, master?
-Give me a detailed report of what happened while I was not here.
- Writer
