Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy chapter 11

Unwanted main cast – 2

I practically withheld the monitoring method for the six people of interest and, lying on the bed, fell asleep. After being hit in the treasury and suffering in a carriage, it was so comfortable to lie alone in a room with no one around. The bed is magic, not furniture. That’s how the morning of the second day of dispatch to the academy dawned.

Of course, it’s not like you’re suddenly reminded of a method you didn’t have when you woke up, so it was all the same that there was no way to monitor it even when you opened your eyes. I’d rather go boldly against the guys from the Three Kingdoms and say, ‘They know everything about us, so please close your eyes.’ Even the thought of saying that, passed by.

‘Should I really pretend to be crazy?’

But if I did that, I gave up because the Minister and the Minister of Foreign Affairs would get along and try to tear me to death. It would have been convenient if there were activity guidelines, but this should have been a precedent.

After scratching my head a few times, I decided to go to work at the main building. Looking at the academy from the main building, wouldn’t something come to mind? And it’s nominal, but I’m going to have to pretend to be supervising. He’s an inspector, but if he doesn’t inspect, there’s no reason to stay at the academy.

As I entered the main building with such a sense of obligation, something pink caught my eye.

‘Why is he here?’

Louisé, a girl with pink hair, walks away with weak steps somewhere. I understand that the first period will start soon, but what’s going on with this main building?

“Louise.”

After thinking about it for a while, I called Louise. On the first day, I avoided it because of the pressure, but it is comfortable to do activities when I have an open face with Louise. The multinational nuisances will gather around Louise on their own, even if they stay still. So, even if he had some intimacy with Louise, half of it would be comfortable. Fortunately, for Louise, I have a bridge-crossing relationship: I am the older brother of a friend.

Coming to think of it, I don’t think I’m very fortunate. Erich you ugly bastard.

As Louise turned around at the voice calling her name, Louise seemed to remember me, but her expression, which had been drained of energy, became lively again. Then he rushed over and bowed his head. I like that he’s a good person

“Hi Carl, brother!”

Definitely good. After nodding his head, I looked at the paper in Louise’s hand. Hmm, is that why you came to the main building? Once I passed by, I pretended to be glad to meet you and opened my mouth.

“I see you again in a day. But what happened to the main building?”

“I’m trying to create a club. I was looking for a teacher to act as an advisor.”

“A club?”

My eyes went back to the paper that caught my eye earlier. I was holding it dearly, but could that be an application form? ‘This is the application form!’ He handed me the application form he was holding. No, you don’t have to give it to me.

“Is it okay if I look at it?”

“It’s okay!”

If you’re okay with that, then what? In fact, I’m a little curious about what kind of club the original protagonist makes himself. The name of the club is the Confectionery Club, a decent club. The reason for opening is to make snacks that will soothe the mind and body of classmates who are tired of studying, and it is a good reason.

The club members are Louise Naird, of course the manager. Second, Erich Krasius, as expected. The last third…

‘Has it already been taken as number 2?’

Third Prince Ainter Liv Norman. As soon as she saw the name, she closed her eyes tightly. It was observed near Louise yesterday, so I was just in case, but I didn’t know it was already in #2 state. Is there still no number 3? Seeing as the end of the 3rd prince, there shouldn’t be yet, right?

I looked at Louise with half complexity and half wonder. It’s only been a little over ten days since I entered school. But she, whom she had never seen in her entire life, possessed the prince in an instant. Even the 3rd prince who is famous for his good manners.

“That’s a good club.”

I didn’t have anything to say, so I returned the application. However, despite the praise that it was okay, Louise only responded sullenly.

“By the way, since yesterday no one has been torturing me…”

‘Of course.’

Who would accept to take charge of a club with a prince without being crazy? If you’re lucky, you can get into the eyes of the prince, but you can’t be sure what will happen if you make even the slightest mistake. It is to risk one’s real life on a gacha whose probability has not been disclosed. The moment you take on torture is the moment when torture transforms into another meaning of torture.

Of course I don’t care. Having already bumped into several members of the imperial family in terms of business, there is no need to feel burdened by the third prince now. I came to monitor in the first place, but what if the monitor is intimidated by the person being monitored?

‘Torture.’

Just in time, we needed a reason to legally approach the people of interest. If Louise only makes clubs, things she hasn’t seen yet will naturally be twisted, wouldn’t it be enough to focus on managing that club? I wonder if I can be tortured, but I’ll have to check this with the principal.

After that, I sent her back, coaxing Louise, who was grumbling, asking if she would find someone who would be able to torture her if she searched further. Of course it won’t come out. It wasn’t until the end of the end that someone fell victim to the scapegoat.

It is only right that I step forward before that pitiful scapegoat is born. Louise is good because she can form a club, the faculty members are good because she can avoid bombs, and I like it because I can legally monitor. Isn’t this the greatest happiness of the greatest number?

“Torture?”

The principal reacted as if he had heard an unexpected noise. I understand. I didn’t know that I would come this far and become a club advisor.

“Is that possible?”

“Well, since there is no precedent…”

The principal strokes his long beard with a troubled expression. It is natural that there is no precedent. I would have been surprised if there had been. What kind of idiot would put on an inspector’s ticket and try to torture the club? First of all, it’s a pity that I’m trying to be that idiot number one.

Still, since the principal knew the situation of the inspector general’s request and the faculty members who were trying to pass the bomb called the third prince on to each other, he thought for a while and then nodded.

“I’ll check the terms. If I see a possibility, I’ll let you know.”

“I’m sorry for asking you this, Principal.”

“Haha. It’s okay.”

And unexpectedly, the solution came out in an hour. The main character who found a solution to the sympathy in a cold sweat.

“If you look at the authority of the Inspector General, it is stated that the Inspector General can get involved in the affairs of the academy. It is the authority given to overturn the affairs if there is a circumstance where illegal funds have been injected.”

A sympathy that brings a thin booklet and explains it. The gist is this. The authority that the inspector can get involved in the academy’s affairs, and that this can be used as the authority that the inspector can get involved in the club, which is one of the work of the academy.

“Honestly, this is an expedient interpretation, but since there is no provision prohibiting inspectors from intervening in club activities, I can make a claim.”

“It seems like an over-interpretation, is that okay?”

“There is no other way.”

You said you wanted to torture the club. That’s right, I did… In the end, we decided to proceed according to the method the vice-principal said. To be honest, it is an interpretation of the subclass, but it is also true that there is no proper solution other than this method.

And I asked the principal to take a look at the history of the Three Kingdoms stationed at the academy. Even if you don’t, if the inspector, who is on your guard, suddenly engages in a bizarre act called club advisor, of course you will be concerned. I’m sorry that you keep treating the principal like a deputy chief, but you’ll understand that it’s all for the greater good.

Thankfully, the answer was okay.

[A country respects the authority of the empire and will not interfere unless it goes against the good faith. ]

[If the inspector’s actions are not overstepping his authority, it’s definitely up to the Empire’s will. ]

[God considers sincerity a virtue. ]

In turn, the answers were given by the Armenian Kingdom, the United Kingdom of Juven, and the Holy Church. Anyway, the fact that the inspectors are stationed at the academy like they are now is a constant, it seems like a calculation to go over moderately without arguing over strange things. Here, the Three Kingdoms have nothing to gain if they grit their teeth and oppose the inspector’s advisory position.

Rather, it should be seen as a loss because it only blushes with the empire from the beginning. If so, it would have been considered beneficial to take a step back from here and remind the empire of this incident in the future when the three kingdoms come up with a rather far-fetched interpretation. It’s not really a bad calculation.

‘If they knew that their key figures would join the club, they would have opposed it.’

Currently, there are three members of the club, all of them from the Empire. But in the future, people from Armin, Juven, and the Holy Church will join one after another. At that time, it is to the point of feeling sorry for how the power of the three kingdoms will go crazy.

“Sorry…”

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No matter how much it is a major force for escorting key personnel, they were basically just pitiful beings rolling over as they were asked. I inadvertently closed my eyes at the feeling of kinship rising from the depths of my heart. I felt uneasy because I felt like I had unintentionally blown a taffy on a fellow middle manager.

But what can I do, I have to live with myself first. Worrying about others was a luxury that I had to afford. If you twist them, they can also bring the possessor. If so.

In that way, my ‘confectionery club advisor’ was passed with everyone’s consent, and even during lunchtime, I approached Louise, who was still looking for an advisor, and informed me that I was in charge of the advisor. I thought it was cute when I opened my eyes wide and smiled widely. It was more like seeing a younger sister than a dull little brother.