The Villainess in the Romance Fantasy Is Strange

27. Crazy dog in this district (2)

Kung-!

Puffed up.

A 2nd year male student who was hit on the jaw, Juan Something’s hamstrings collapsed and he collapsed on the floor.

“…… Ugh.”

Oops, did I hit it too hard?

I was going to do just a handful, but the lower part of Juan Something’s chin was open too defenselessly, so I stopped without realizing it. Instinctively, I dug into the weak part.

The fist hit the bottom of the chin properly, but even so, he was a sophomore and physically trained swordsman, so he probably didn’t faint.

I didn’t know when the opponent would jump up and counterattack, so I took my stance. I put my hand on the scabbard and wait for the next move of Juan Something.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. And even after 10 seconds passed, there was no movement.

“Hey, senpai.”

“… ….”

“Hello, senior?”

“Ka, Cain… ! Isn’t that person dead?!”

As I was looking at Juan Whatsigi’s face, Lia freaked out and tapped me on the shoulder.

I don’t think he would have died from just one punch. Still, I didn’t know anything about people, so I squatted down in front of him, slapped him on the cheek, and tried to talk to him.

“Senior, can you hear me? If you can hear me, raise your right hand.”

“… ….”

Splash, slap-!

The slapping sound resonated very lightly, but Juan Something still didn’t respond.

For a moment, I thought I was really dead, so I put my index finger under the opponent’s nose. But fortunately, I didn’t go on a trip with Pluton-sama.

“You are alive, right… ?”

“Yes, I am alive. Just wait, I think I passed out.”

“Oh, really? Phew, I’m glad…….”

As if Lia was relieved, she sighed deeply as she stroked her chest.

“Are you worried about this person?”

“No, not that. If this person really died, Cain would be in trouble. I hate that.”

“Ah.”

Looking at the sprawled Juan something with worried eyes, our Lia thought that her heart was also kind, but it seems that was not the case.

I was taken aback for a moment because it was different from what I expected, but that was for a while. I lowered my gaze and hit the opponent’s cheek alternately left and right.

If it’s not dead but passed out, it will wake up someday because it will respond to external stimuli.

In order to speed up the timing, I chanted ‘Senior, senior?’ While mercilessly slapping him. Then, as if my sincerity worked, Juan Something opened his closed eyes.

“…… Whoops!”

As if he had just had a nightmare, Juan Something, who had been sweating profusely, jumped up to his upper body. And as soon as he found me, he pulled his butt back in a fright to the level of almost screaming.

I got up from my seat and walked closer to Juan Something. He squatted down again and met his gaze.

“You finally came to your senses, senpai.”

“You, you! What the heck, what are you doing…… ?!”

Perhaps it was because I was slapped so hard, Juan something with red cheeks pointed at me as if I had met the person of my dreams.

As an aristocrat, it is against mutual etiquette to face each other and point at each other. This person had just passed out and had just come back to his senses, so such minor rudeness was passed off coolly.

“Oh, did I not introduce myself? I am an executive member of the student council, Kain Reinhardt. This is the same student council executive, Leah von Eleves.”

After the introduction, I handed over my right hand to say let’s get along. However, Juan Something didn’t engage, and looked at my palm with trembling eyes.

“Whoa, what do you want? Is it money or furnishings?”

“Well, if I have to ask, it’s both…” . Oh, before that.”

Tuk-tuk, I tapped my chin with my index finger.

“You didn’t forget the bet you made on the outcome of the duel with me, right? We proceeded with the reward that the winner would do as he pleased with the loser.”

“Tongue, are you threatening me?”

“No, I’m not threatening you. If senpai doesn’t accept the outcome of the duel….”

She slurred and looked down at the other person.

Juan Whatsigi, who was looking at me, swallowed the throat with her stiff face, as if he had imagined what she would say next.

“Oh, I got it. I will conquer, I will conquer. Take whatever you want.”

As expected, nobles, it’s nice to see them clearly accepting the outcome of the duel.

I must have agreed. I got up and started researching in earnest. As I said before, what Lia and I need are documents related to last year’s budget for the swordsmanship club ARMA.

“Senior, where do you keep last year’s budget documents?”

“Oh, that’s it. Oh, where are you… ?”

“…… Seniors.”

This nobleman keeps showing signs of trying to use his brain so that nothing happens again.

Let’s pat him on the shoulder with the meaning that it won’t be fun if he acts uncooperatively like this one more time. He brought me a bundle of papers inside a yellow file.

“Hey, here you go. No, here it is….”

“Thank you. Leah, can you check it?”

“Yeah, okay. Wait for a sec.”

Leah tucked her hair under her ears and looked through her papers.

One, two, three. With each page turned, exclamation or a prolonged drool. I was subtly curious as to why Leah was doing this, so I walked over to her and asked.

“Is something wrong?”

“Problem…. Is a lot That’s great too, would you like to see it?”

Lea pointed at a specific spot with her index finger. After doing something, I bought various luxuries with the budget allocated to the club. It was an item that was treated as ‘general expenses used during club activities’.

In other words, it means that the budget is written personally and decorated like expenses incurred while doing club activities.

However, the amount was too great to overlook. Even if you roughly calculate what you see, you spent 200 pounds worth of luxury, but if you calculate it at 800,000 won per pound, this man has stolen almost 160 million won.

“This is not the end, there are more on the back page. When I went to a club death size or something, I paid 100 pounds in one night after taking care of the expenses for a dinner party?”

“Oh my God, 100 pounds….”

I bent my head and looked at Juan something.

“To see a minor spend 100 pounds at the club, you’ve done a lot, senpai.”

“…… Yes, since you’re a freshman, you don’t seem to know anything yet. This much is within the range that everyone sees as customary and goes over. And if you’re going to make it a problem, shouldn’t you first punish the student council executive who passed the budget bill first?”

“Yes, I will. But before that, isn’t there something that needs to be pointed out first?”

I took over the papers from Leah and pointed out the problematic items one by one.

“…… As such, there have been more than one case where the Empire’s budget allocated for students within the Bern Academy was used to purchase personal luxury items. Accordingly, our student council will demand a refund of 50% of last year’s total budget from the head of the swordsmanship club ARMA in accordance with Article 23, Paragraph 7 of the school rules.”

“Wait a minute! If it’s 50% of last year’s budget, that’s over £800!”

“Well, is that such a surprise? I ate it like this, but I think a 50% return is a cheap meal.”

“There’s no way he could have that much money! This is tyranny, tyranny!”

“Umm, no money….”

Well, I roughly expected it to come out like this. Even if you look at modern economic masters, there are almost no cases of properly returning the money that was stolen.

Tak, I neatly wrapped up the bundle of papers. Then, after glancing at Lia, she looked at Juan and said.

“Then it can’t be helped.”

“Look, are you watching?”

“No, not that.”

I took something out of her arms and held it out to Leah.

That ‘something’ is nothing else.

“If you have no cash to return, an amount equal to the value of £800. I will confiscate the equipment of the swordsmanship club ARMA.”

It was a ‘red ticket for seizure’ that would surely bring PTSD to someone.

“What, what? Seizure? You’re going to confiscate our insolvent fixtures?!”

“Yes, I didn’t want to do this either. Can’t help it if you don’t have cash to return? Instead of cash, you have to bring supplies. …… Leah?”

“Yeah, okay.”

Leah nodded her head, glanced around her, and began putting red labels on furnishings that, no matter how hard she looked, seemed pretty expensive.

Tables, chairs, ornaments, fixtures storage. Juan Something’s face turned pale when he saw red labels everywhere.

I told that Juan something face, calmly.

“If you wish to have your furnishings unseized, you can come to the Student Council room with £800 before the cash is taken. However, since we are not resident 24 hours a day, it would be better if you visit us during lunchtime or after school if possible. ….”

“…… I-do you think you’ll be safe even after doing this?!”

Juan Something, her face white, pointed at me.

“Dare, dare… ! Put a red ticket on the club of our swordsmanship club ARMA?! You are now turning all of the members of ARMA into enemies! So I don’t know, but the seniors in the 3rd grade will never sit idly by…… !”

“Senior.”

I stopped talking and looked at the other person.

Juan Whatsigi, who had been shouting vigorously, looked into my eyes and flinched.

“What, what? Are you going to come and hit me one more time? Well, it’s no use looking at it. Anyway, I’m the weakest member of ARMA! The real power is the seniors in the third grade, so no matter how much they insult me…….”

“Complaints and objections regarding this seizure are welcomed at any time.”

“What, what?”

“So, if you do not understand the disposition of seizure, or if you have any complaints.”

I pointed at myself with my index finger.

“If the person in charge or acting manager comes to me, you can apply for a duel with the lifting of the confiscation measures and the survival of the club. Oh, but I won’t watch it from the second time onwards. I also work in my spare time.”

After you finish talking, blink your right eye.

“Mi, crazy man…… !”

Juan Whatsigi’s face went white.

* * *

“Lia-sama.”

“Yes, Cain.”

“Something was suspicious, right?”

There was no subject, but the heart was connected. Lia noticed that I was asking about the connection between the ‘Cult’ and the swordsmanship club ARMA. He nodded her head slowly.

“…… Club death size, right?”

“Yes, if you think about it with common sense. It doesn’t make sense to spend £100 on drinks in one night.”

“I think so too. This is in the name of alcohol money, and it has flowed into other places unconditionally.”

“Is it a drug?”

It was to ask about the money laundering route.

Lia wondered if she was still thinking, but then she let out a vague drool.

“Okay. It’s probably more likely that….”

“I’m not sure, so I’ll have to do some more research.”

“Yes, then. But before that, wouldn’t it be better to write the report first and give it to the chairman?”

“Yes, it should be. We’ll work together and bring it to you soon, after we’ve done some research. Let’s stop by a club death size or something.”

“Yeah, okay. But I’ve never been to a club before, so wouldn’t it look really awkward if I went?”

“I’ve never been there either, but it’s probably fine. Lia-sama is beautiful, so we should be more concerned about attracting people’s attention.”

“…… Mmm!”

When Leah was in a good mood, she pouted her right hand out, letting out her snort. It means escort me.

I smiled and gently held Lia’s hand.

“Come to think of it, haven’t you completed your one-hour quota today?”

“Um…. Maybe?”

“Then it’s better. Come on, let’s go.”

* * *

I don’t know about the well-bred young ladies, but there is a very insidious area on the outskirts of the city, a little outside the grounds of Bern Academy.

That’s where the eyes and ears of the empire can’t reach, beneath the ground. Even the sunlight turned away from its existence, 365 days dark and humid deep underground.

Incidents and accidents occur every day, and this place with unknown blood and flesh is none other than the ‘Under Club.’

People call it the ‘Death Size Club’. On a certain day, an illegal dumping ground suddenly opens and transforms into an ‘under club’. This is a hotbed of crime where various drug offenders, wanted persons, and vagrants with nowhere to go gather.

“Whoa… ….”

Demon Grace, a gloomy woman with gray hair, sighed.

She was sitting in front of a bar-type liquor stand, sipping whiskey, and the reason she was letting out such a heavy sigh today was because she suddenly felt that her situation was pitiful.

‘That’s like a f*cking kid…….’

It wasn’t enough that she forced herself to swear the oath of mana and had her get inside information about the church to which she owed her allegiance. Cain Reinhardt stopped all of his research on black magic, which was his longing and life’s goal.

“…… Oh really.”

When I think about it, a fever suddenly rises in my head.

Why, why? That damn Reinhard family kid was in charge of escorting the Eleves family. Also, why was the daughter of the Eleves family under the curse of misfortune?

The probability that these absurd coincidences overlap is, mathematically, a very small probability. At this point, isn’t the god in charge of fate deliberately giving me trials?

– Bang!

Thinking so with all her heart, Grace set her drink down, exasperated.

“Do you have any concerns, sister?”

The bartender at the Under Club, the demon Descartes, asked while wiping a glass. Grace flicked her index finger away without even giving her glance in that direction.

“Shut up and get me a drink.”

“I haven’t seen you in almost 7 years, but you still have the same temper.”

“…… Don’t even bring out the number 7 in front of me.”

It has been exactly 7 years since this year that I was caught mortgaging the rest of my life by the little boy of the Reinhardt family.

For Grace, who was counting them one by one, the number 7 couldn’t be so heinous.

“Yes, I understand. What kind of drink would you like me to bring you?”

“The one I always ate.”

“So you mean whiskey from Lewis.”

Descartes set down a bottle of whiskey in front of Grace.

“By the way, sister, did you hear that rumor?”

“Rumors? What, what rumors.”

“About 3 months ago. There are rumors that someone is intensively probing about the Order.”

“Someone, who is that?”

“I don’t know the details, but he’s probably a member of a prestigious noble family. Rumors spread like that.”

“Prestigious nobility…… ?”

In Grace’s mind, the image of someone flashed by.

Black black hair, large red eyes. Swollen shoulders.

A charming line is drawn, but the twisted corners of the mouth feel scary to oneself.

‘…… Isn’t it?’

“Does anyone have any guesses?”

“No, no.”

I guessed it, but I didn’t say it. No i couldn’t say

Because of Grace’s oath of mana, she couldn’t say a word about Cain, Lia, and the people around her.

“Um, is that so? All right. But anytime is fine, so if you come up with someone you can guess, please let me know.”

“Why, what should I do?”

“Whatever, I have to tear it to death.”

“Fu….”

Bewildered, Grace laughed. Then, Descartes’s eyebrows twitched and trembled violently.

“Sister, why are you laughing?”

“Arthur, you can’t win?”

“…… Do you have any guesses?”

-Kung, kung.

I hear someone’s footsteps coming down. One heavy and the other light, it seems that they belong to men and women.

Neither affirmative nor negative, Grace sipped her whiskey in silence. Then he glanced at the two new visitors whose features were slightly revealed at the edge of the entrance.

“Uh, Grace?”

“…… Whoa!”

Stop it, I spit out all the whiskey I was holding.