I Became the Narrow-Eyed Character in the Little Prince Game-Chapter 161: About Daily (2)

"······."

A frigid silence hung in the air.

The long-separated fox and the Rose glared at each other, their eyes locked in mutual hostility.

One pair of black eyes, one pair of green—both radiated unmistakable animosity.

How long had it even been since their return? And yet, they were already growling at each other like this.

Caught in the suffocating tension, I could only offer a strained smile.

Honestly, I had expected this, but...

‘As expected, nothing ever changes.’

I sighed bitterly.

I had at least thought there would be some semblance of a warm welcome.

But far from it—provocations were hurled from the very start, and neither side hesitated to stoke the flames.

Elize, in particular, took full advantage of the situation, prodding at Irene with a sharp tongue.

"Aren’t you going to congratulate me? It’s such delightful news."

"Hmm... I’m just wondering if the person in question feels the same way."

"You’re in denial."

"If it’s just a delusion, I won’t bother interfering."

"How pitiful. So much has happened between us while you were gone."

"······."

A barrage of jabs, one after another.

Had the imperial decree truly rattled her that much?

The fox, for all her usual sharpness, barely retaliated.

She merely gazed down at the Rose in the wheelchair, her expression unreadable.

And yet, Elize did not seem the least bit intimidated. On the contrary, she met Irene’s stare head-on, her lips curling in amusement.

Her fingers delicately covered her smirk, as though barely containing her delight.

Eventually—

"Enough."

I finally intervened, cutting off their standoff.

Placing a hand on both the orange and the red heads, I gently ruffled their hair in an attempt to ease the tension.

My touch gradually thawed the chill in the room.

Then, looking them both in the eye, I spoke.

"I’ve asked you countless times. I would very much appreciate it if you two could get along."

"······."

"Seeing you treat each other so coldly... it honestly hurts my feelings."

Perhaps even they realized they had gone too far.

A heavy silence fell upon them.

Then, almost grudgingly, the two muttered under their breath.

"...Sorry."

"I’ll stay quiet."

With that, the confrontation reached a temporary ceasefire.

Maybe it was my remark about feeling hurt that made them back down.

Of course, that didn’t mean the glares ceased altogether.

I let out a faint sigh, rubbing my temples.

Just as I was savoring the brief moment of peace—

Knock, knock—.

A visitor arrived at the dormitory door.

I turned, as if I had been expecting them.

Standing at the entrance were three figures—each with a distinct shade of pink, blue, and violet hair.

As our eyes met, they greeted me with faint smiles.

Having been apart for nearly half a month, their joy at our reunion was evident.

"Y-Young Master! I heard you were back...!"

"You really...! Couldn’t you at least send word when you return? You always make us hear about it secondhand!"

"Welcome back. You have no idea how much I missed my dear student."

In order, the voices belonged to Regia, Emilia, and Selena.

I offered them a brief smile in return.

"I missed you all as well."

With everyone gathered in the dormitory, it seemed today would be quite lively.

***

We spent our time in idle conversation.

Catching up on everything that had happened over the past two weeks.

Each of them had their own stories to tell.

Even if they weren’t grand tales, the simple recounting of everyday life had its own charm.

I sat back on the sofa, listening quietly.

"Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time with Efrie... It, um, feels like he’s gotten more affectionate..."

"That’s impressive. Building a bond with such a fierce summon."

"I-It’s really not that special. Efrie is actually quite gentle..."

"As expected, Lady Regia is as humble as ever."

"Heh, hehehe..."

Her expression melted into something soft and harmless.

As I gently patted her pink hair, a look of quiet fondness flickered in her emerald eyes.

Seeing such a reaction brought an unbidden smile to my lips.

‘She’s growing.’

Was she finally stepping into her role in the original story?

Our protagonist, though still unpolished, was undoubtedly making progress.

It seemed she had surpassed the level of an ordinary student.

Her presence had grown stronger, and her stuttering had noticeably lessened.

Compared to last year, the improvement was remarkable.

"Hmph... Acting all high and mighty for a commoner."

"Lady Vanity?"

"I’ve been studying [Property Transformation] all on my own, you know? That means I’m challenging the very limits of magic! Only this level of ambition is worthy of the noble Vanity name...!"

"If you wanted praise, you could have just asked."

"T-That’s not what I was doing?!"

"There’s no need to be shy. Come here, Lady Vanity."

"I-I wasn’t—ugh..."

"You’ve been working hard as always."

"······."

Despite her protests, when I extended my hand, she wordlessly accepted it.

Her blue eyes, shimmering with warmth, wavered slightly.

Her signature twin buns swayed with every touch.

Before long, a soft blush dusted her pale cheeks.

As if indulging her need for validation, I leaned in and whispered sweetly.

"Lady Vanity, you truly are remarkable."

"Ugh...!"

The wall of vanity crumbled with ease.

I chuckled quietly to myself.

Even Emilia seemed to be contemplating her next step.

Her worth had always stemmed from relentless jealousy, vanity, and the ambition born from them.

A tireless effort, ensuring she would never fall behind anyone.

"Young Master is right! I’ve always admired you, Lady Vanity!"

"A commoner? Know your place and stay out of this...!"

Seeing Regia look up to her this much said it all.

They had become close friends.

The villainess and the protagonist—watching them chat like this was oddly heartwarming.

In the original story, this was an impossible dynamic.

I took a moment to reflect on it.

"Student Yuda."

"Professor."

I also shared a conversation with Selena.

The former drunkard.

Now that she had quit drinking, the title no longer suited her.

With her usual allure, she leaned her shoulder against me.

The shape of her body pressing into mine was undeniable.

The sensation was blatant.

"Did you receive all the letters I sent you?"

"They were a great help, thanks to you."

"I had to sort through all the research materials and handle everything on my own, you know that, right?"

"Of course. I’m always grateful to you, Professor."

"If you really mean that, just hold me all day as a thank-you."

"I’ll keep that in mind."

"In the research lab, just the two of us..."

"That doesn’t sound bad at all."

A slow, peaceful day.

Time flowed by in tranquil ease.

The world outside the window had fully embraced spring. Perhaps the warmth in the air was because of that.

Not a trace of winter remained in the scenery where the boys and girls sat.

I felt as though I could live like this forever, simply enjoying the quiet.

Of course—

"How arrogant for a mere beast."

"You should know better than anyone."

"You’re an irritating little fox."

"And you’re an annoying obstacle."

The peace did not extend to my surroundings.

A quiet bickering.

Had they already forgotten my request for them to get along?

Somehow, Rose and Irene had reignited their silent war.

This, too, was a part of our daily life.

‘It was always like this.’

Whenever they shared a space, it was the same.

They fought so much that even the others had grown used to it.

In fact, some had taken it upon themselves to break up their arguments.

The summoner and the vain noblewoman tried to reason with the fox.

"I-Irene! You really shouldn’t talk to the Princess that way...!"

"Haa... Aren’t you tired of this? I’d appreciate it if you at least pretended to have some dignity."

On the other side, the little prince turned Rose’s wheelchair around.

"Elize. Provoking people is a bad habit."

A few words of scolding, and they were forcibly separated.

Watching from the sidelines, I could only let out a wry smile.

Was this a sign of closeness, or just pure chaos?

As I took in the lively scene, the former drunkard at my side tugged at my sleeve.

She then whispered softly.

"You must have a lot to worry about, Yuda."

"Well... Peace is always difficult to maintain."

"Still, I can’t help but be concerned. What are you going to do when we all live together in the future?"

"...Excuse me?"

Live together?

I turned to look at her, puzzled, but all I got in return was a knowing smile.

As if telling me to think about it myself, Selena playfully poked my cheek.

"After all, who said you had to choose just one?"

"······."

"I wouldn’t mind if there were multiple of us. The important thing is that I get to be with you, Yuda."

Well.

I wasn’t sure about the others, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ but.

With a teasing smile, she brushed my cheek.

Her lips curled mischievously.

"So."

A soft plea.

Her voice lingered in my ear.

"Promise me you won’t abandon me later?"

"······I will remember that."

Was this what experience looked like?

It felt like she had found a gap in my defenses.

In the end, I nodded, sighing lightly as I emptied my thoughts.

To avoid being swayed, I had to clear my mind.

As I let my consciousness drift, my eyes slowly closed.

And I sank into the calm.

‘Together...’

We spent the late hours together.

Even as morning approached.

There was a curfew in the dorms, but that didn’t matter.

Among our group were both a professor and a senior assistant.

That much could be smoothed over with authority.

Although—

[Young Lord Snakeus leads a debauched lifestyle.]

[His ‘jewel box’ reportedly includes not only classmates, but a professor, a maid, and even the Imperial Princesses.]

[Some students are calling for an immediate special investigation and arrest...]

The following morning.

With five women—professor and students alike—seen leaving my dorm, rumors of scandal naturally followed.

But let’s just skim over that part.

Life was chaotic as ever.

And so.

The peaceful days continued.

Yet, even I hadn’t expected that tranquility to be shattered so soon.

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With a slightly sour expression, I looked at the person sitting across from me.

An unexpected visitor had come to see me.

"Yuda Snakeus."

It had been a long time since I last saw this face.

Ever since I became senior assistant, our paths had hardly crossed.

The blue hair, unique to their noble house, fluttered even in the warmth of spring.

Those eyes—ones that reminded me of someone—stared at me intently.

Sharp, piercing.

I murmured quietly.

"Lord Vanity."

The Vanity Ducal House.

The villainess’s only remaining blood relative.

Her precious yet troublesome twin brother.

A key figure in the next chapter sat before me.

With a serious expression, he spoke.

"I’ve come to deliver a necessary warning."

Lusca Vanity.

His gaze was colder than ever.

I listened, calmly.

"It’s about my sister."

It seemed the next story was already approaching.