41 – Not a commoner, but a Bell
The class hours at the academy are divided into four categories.
The first is an ordinary theory class.
This is the time that Ms. Fenneline brags without giving her a moment’s rest.
The second is a hands-on class based on theory.
At this time, in addition to the professor, instructors who are good at practice are together, or in the case of somewhat risky practice, a number of lecturers are seated.
The third is self-study.
There is no class, in fact, it is just a break. Yesterday’s conversation between Elisha and I at the cafe is included here.
The fourth is the task execution time.
This is a time that cadets can request and receive voluntarily, and if there is an urgent task that needs to be submitted by a certain period like this time, it can be used like self-study time after receiving permission.
However, in this case, since the conditions are not broad, it is necessary to describe in detail what kind of assignments and where to do them, and only when the amount of assignments completed that day is summarized and submitted to the upper level is attendance of the missed class recognized.
Besides, classes are also not something I can take separately, so I have to bear all the disadvantages that come from not taking the classes.
Today, Tina and I also asked for time to complete the task to prepare ‘Moquer’s Prank’.
The classes I decided to skip were three periods after lunch.
It wasn’t too difficult, and the classes were taught by professors who gave generous grades, so I didn’t have to worry too much.
“This is Bel Denauer. This way.”
“Ah, yes…. Thank you.”
And the lunch break that came before the homework.
I received a sudden invitation and had to arrive in an old-fashioned hallway.
The person who sent the invitation was none other than Elisha.
Then, guided by Elisha’s maid, Kelsey, I headed to the terrace and had to smile awkwardly at the blonde woman in the distance.
In case someone isn’t the daughter of a duke, even from a distance you can tell that she’s from a different world than me.
I could feel with my skin what elegance radiates from my body.
“My lady. We have guests.”
“Thank you. Kelsey. Will you leave the table alone for dinner?”
“Okay.”
As expected, it was Kelsey. Although I vaguely expected it because the color of her hair was the same as what I saw in the illustration.
Soon after Elisha’s request, Kelsey set her meal on her trolley neatly on the table.
Anyway, it’s a bit large for some reason.
Even if I, as a man, thought I would eat a lot and prepared generously, I think it would be a bit excessive for two people.
“I can’t eat this much.”
As I muttered in disgust, Elisha covered her mouth and giggled.
As if I heard a funny joke.
“Bell is also true. Could I have prepared this for the two of us to eat? Don’t worry, another guest will come.”
“A guest?”
As I was about to sit down, I inadvertently turned my head toward the door I had just passed by at the unexpected answer.
Are you saying you invited someone other than me?
Knock!
Before I could think, the door I was looking at opened violently and a familiar girl appeared.
I thought it was impossible, but it turned out to be that guy.
I hope I don’t get upset while eating.
“Elisha! I’m here…. What, what? Why are you here?”
Pingchang, no, Marie, who was about to say hello to Elisha with a bright face, found me belatedly and took a step back.
I’m not some kind of beast. It’s an embarrassing response.
“This is what I want to ask.”
“I-I was invited by Elisha, right?”
“Aren’t you different from me?”
In the first place, at this point in time, why didn’t you think that we would be in the same position?
I thought that saying that if you have pink hair, you are less intelligent is a joke in the subculture world, but maybe it’s true.
That’s not something I would say, being taught by such a guy.
“Come on, don’t fight, let’s go ahead and have a meal. Mari is also good on the inside, but don’t bounce.”
“Bouncing, bouncing… ! Eh, Elisha, what are you saying now… !”
Marie looked at me with a red face and then turned her head away.
I’m tired of letting out a sigh at that mess.
Now that it’s okay, I’d like to eat it quickly before it gets cold.
It’s hard to die trying to watch over such a bountiful meal right in front of you like a rice cake in a painting.
* * * *
As expected, the meal served by the daughter of the duke’s family was quite different, even if it was different from what I usually eat.
Apparently, not all class A eats this kind of meal, and it is said that it is a kind of hospitality that only a few students with top grades in class A can receive.
Right now, this terrace is also a place that only a few people in Class A use.
‘It’s no different from the class society outside.’
Even if they look like the same upper layer, it is the same as dividing the rulers and the ruled among the upper layers.
Among them, Elisha is the top predator in the food chain.
It’s not like a dragon’s tail or a snake’s head, it’s literally a dragon’s head.
It’s just that I couldn’t realize it because I was eating at the same eye level as me, but when I actually looked at it one by one, I was able to feel that it was a young lady who made a noise.
Eventually, as the meal was slowly approaching its end, the topic of conversation that began to flow between us was about Moquer’s mischief.
In particular, Elisha had her mischievous smile when she heard that Marie had helped me in this and that after we met at the library that day.
“Marie helped her bell so hard…. It seems that we have become very close.”
“Chi, aren’t you close? I-I just felt sorry for the idiots from Class E colliding with each other….”
Other than that, he worked hard to help me as if it were my job.
I don’t pride myself on being sensible, but I was certain that what Marie had just said was a lie.
If she honestly said that she helped because she just wanted to help, it wouldn’t hurt.
The more I look at it, the more unique it is.
“Huh, then I’ll do something like that. Oh, Bell.”
“Huh?”
I had her spoon in her mouth while eating sherbet, so I replied vaguely.
Elisha smiled at me as if looking at a child caught stealing something, then paused for a moment and continued her words.
“Nostalgia will be there when you finish eating and go to the studio. She said she just checked what Kelsey had arrived and she put it away at lunch.”
“Really? Tell her thank you If it’s Kelsey, she’s that lady-in-waiting, right?”
“That’s right. I will be sure to tell you.”
In contrast to Elisha’s satisfied smile, Marie, who was sitting next to her, looked back and forth between her and me, her eyes wide open.
As if there was something important that I just realized.
“… For a moment. Come to think of it, Elisha, when did you start calling this guy by his first name?”
“The response is really fast. After being quiet throughout the meal, are you talking now?”
“You are so natural, I didn’t know!”
It’s okay even if it’s natural.
Throughout the meal, Elisha said to me, ‘Bell. What is Bell? Bell too.’ He kept shouting his name like this, but it’s even more amazing that he didn’t know it until now.
Besides, why is it such a mess whether others call me by my first name or not?
Are you trying to nag your friend, the daughter of a noble duke family, for calling a commoner by her first name?
Leaving behind the noisy Marie, I continued to scoop up the sherbet as if I had nothing to do with it.
Then, Elisha, who was looking at Marie with a heartwarming look as if she were watching her young daughter’s banquet, belatedly added her explanation.
“I just asked you in return for bringing me Nostalgia yesterday.”
“What do you mean by that? If you are called by name by Elisha, you should rather be thankful.”
“I can hear everything. Men and horses.”
It wasn’t exactly wrong, so this time I decided to just bet on it and move on.
According to common sense, it must be a rare case for a duke’s daughter to call a commoner by name.
Originally, Elisha should have been honored to be called that, rather than going as far as to write her request.
Yesterday, I was also a little dumbfounded.
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“Then, since it happened like this, you can call Marie by her first name, right?”
“Me, me!?”
The body of the guy who was savoring the sherbet rose from the chair.
Anyone who sees it will think it used floating magic. Without a single magical power, that’s like a magical realm.
Either way, Elisha continued her explanation with her characteristic soft smile.
“Yes. I’ve seen Belle call Marie by her first name, but I don’t think she’s seen Marie do it yet.”
Hmm. When she heard that, she seemed to be like that too.
Marie allowed me to call me by my first name because of a mistake I had committed before, but she had never called me by my first name, calling me a commoner or you.
At least I never called her by her last name like the original Elisha.
“Ugh…. My, why did I name something like a commoner….”
“If you don’t like it, quit. Who asked you to call?”
To Marie, who was glancing at me and screaming in pain as if she had a cold, I firmly expressed my intention to refuse.
Elisha asked me to call her because she wants it herself, but she has no intention of forcing someone who doesn’t like to call her.
I don’t think I’ll be able to adapt to the idea that a guy who used to be a commoner all of a sudden calls me by name overnight.
“Si, you didn’t say no!? That doesn’t mean it’s good, but….”
“Just do one thing. Just one.”
She couldn’t make up her mind herself, and as she watched the wandering tail, her eyebrows furrowed and she threw a word at her, and Marie screamed as she struggled like a madman.
“Oh, okay! You can call me by name! Bell! Is this okay!?”
I don’t know what point he’s getting angry at, but unlike my expectations, this guy seems to be thinking of calling me by my first name.
To be honest, it’s a bit awkward.
Of course, I don’t like being called a commoner.
“… What. Why no response? When Elisha called me, he said he was a b*tch…. Is this what covers people?”
“When did I say that I was crazy?”
“I did! When Elisha called her Bell a moment ago, her mouth was like ‘heh-.’!”
Is this guy good at fabrication?
Although I couldn’t see my expression because I didn’t have a mirror, I could be sure I wasn’t making that stupid face.
It wasn’t that some girl she had a crush on called her name, and she couldn’t believe that her friend called her name at least once.
“Ah, anyway, I’ll call you by my first name, so I think it’s an honor. This commoner.”
“I heard you call me by name?”
“Huh. I will call them in turns.”
Yes. Do it yourself.
It’s about that title. What’s going to happen if it changes?
Anyway, I’m very concerned about Elisha who keeps puckering while watching us from the side.
Why do you look like you are crossing the river?
Next to him, Marie is still making a lot of noise.
‘I want to go to a studio soon.’
I should start by checking that the flowers have arrived and then go call Tina on time.
Come to think of it, you didn’t look good all day. I don’t know if there is any problem with the assignment.