It’s embarrassing, but that’s how I genuinely felt. I’ve never been married, but I do look forward to marriage. To be marked by Volte, to be one with him, and to carry his child.
Hearing my confession, Rossa-ojou leaned forward and smiled like a satisfied cat.
“Tell that to Prince Volte, not me. I’m sure, His Highness will be so happy, he’d have a silly smile all day long.”
“Haah? Are you saying… that I should tell him now? That’s too embarrassing!”
“Hm, that’s true,” she said, as she kept smiling.
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With a serious expression, Rossa-ojou said so.
“…Understood. But, are there really such bad people in the Academy?”
“Yes, there are. People will try their hardest to pull your leg and drag you down—simply because they’re a part of nobility.”
It suddenly occurred to me that Rossa-ojou, who’d said such things without changing her expression, is also a part of nobility. No, we’re fellows from the same hometown, but unlike me, Rossa-ojou was reborn into aristocracy and had to get used to it.
“Well then, today’s Taya is my distant relative, and a beta… that said, His Highness Volte is really thorough… This magic tool even hides the choker you’re wearing.”
“You’re right. No one will notice that I’m an omega.”
“That’s right, but don’t let your guard down, it’s too early to celebrate! After all, His Highness Fox is also here in the Academy.”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
I completely forgot… that Fox and Volte are of the same age. But, the both of them seem to be much more mature than me. Plus, Volte’s tall. The way he speaks, the way he quickly calms down, everything—since he’s a prince, I guess he’s always on guard, always aware of what the people around him think.
“His Highness Fox… I don’t like him.”
Rossa-ojou agreed with me, nodding her head.
A few minutes later—who knew Rossa-ojou and I would be entangled with him so soon?
