Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

81 – Confidence in Your Heart (1)

A rooftop of an academy building.

Charlotte put down the telescope she was holding.

“… ….”

I knew that one day this would happen.

How destructive the young master’s face is.

When he is usually expressionless, his high, chiseled nose and sharp eyes remind him of a wolf.

On days when you laugh at a wild, wild subject again, the kindness that comes out of that smile forms a gap between your face and your face, and you can’t easily shake it off your mind.

No matter how tightly the guard is raised, the gap that opens up due to the extreme temperature difference allows for carelessness and eventually falls into the gap.

“It’s my negligence.”

Charlotte clenched her fists, admitting her mistake.

The telescope she held in her hand formed a cobweb-like incontinence and scattered plastic shavings.

“If I had known it would be like this, I would have dressed it strangely.”

The clothes that Charlotte put on while thinking about how to better suit Adele’s looks were literally wings that let her charm fly into the sky.

She seemed to resent herself for rolling up her sleeves this morning to show the veins in her forearms.

“… ….”

Tina was looking at Charlotte with her pitiful eyes.

“Even if the bean pods get stuck, they fit properly… ….”

Charlotte seems to think of the young master as some kind of legendary Casanova, but from Tina’s point of view, it was more of a fuss on her part.

I’ll admit that her face is rather handsome, but that doesn’t mean she’s not the kind of axe that knocks every tree.

No, not even an ax like that.

The young boy Charlotte thinks is an ax that cuts down trees by itself just by standing there.

Anyway, that was an exaggeration.

“… ….”

But today, Charlotte’s reaction was lukewarm.

If Tina would normally have said something like this, it wouldn’t have been strange if she denied it and hit Honey Bam.

“Charlotte, why but?”

Tina burrowed into Charlotte’s arms, her head bowed, and lifted her face.

Unlike usual, Charlotte’s shady face was expressionless.

She could tell at a glance that she was agitated.

“Compared to the young master, I felt anew that I was lacking a lot.”

I didn’t bother to say it, but Adele has a lot of things besides her looks.

Family, wealth, knowledge, power.

She has so much more than Charlotte has.

How does she compare to herself?

Wandering on the roadside, common people who are scattered like trash don’t have much money saved up.

Compared to Sylvia, who was sitting on her bench just a moment ago, she must be missing something nine times out of ten.

With that in mind, she was worried that if Sylvia started pushing Adele with her sincerity, Adele would abandon her lacking self.

I started to feel a sense of crisis.

Tina clicked her tongue as she saw Charlotte like that.

“…… Did she lose her mind when she saw the young master confess a moment ago?”

Isn’t she the Charlotte who put infinite trust in the young master?

She doubts the boy’s feelings for her on such a subject, so she can’t help but look really strange.

I can understand being intimidated by a poor status, but isn’t it okay to have confidence when the young master isn’t the type to argue about such things?

As she was waving her palms in front of her eyes, wondering if she had really gone out of her mind at the thought of that, Charlotte grabbed Tina’s wrist by her chin.

“What, what. Why are you like this all of a sudden?”

Charlotte quietly raised her head.

In the face exposed under the sunlight falling brightly from the sky, the despondent appearance from a moment ago has been completely washed away, and all that remains is a determined will that even Tina can recognize at a glance.

“So I have to be brave too, Tina?”

She wondered if she had been talking to Tina in the first place, Charlotte opened her eyes and asked Tina unilaterally.

She doesn’t know what it is, but it seems that she’s better than being downcast anyway. She absentmindedly grabs her hands and nods her head.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Charlotte held Tina’s hand as she headed down the stairs.

She made up her resolution in an instant, which she hadn’t been able to do due to shame or satisfaction with the present, and planned to make great progress in her stagnant relationship tonight.

So Charlotte wanted to be confirmed.

She is the love that Adele gives herself.

And she also meant to be honest with Adele.

She has a heart of her own that can’t compare to the b*tches she just got to know.

That would definitely drive a nail into this relationship.

* * *

Tok tok.

The sound of her fingertips hitting the desk is very loud.

It was quite late, and Adele, who was sitting in front of her desk, sighed heavily and was lost in the thought that someone would tell her not to deceive if she heard it.

“Being popular is harder than you think.”

As she read novels and games, she had a vague longing for harem.

Of course not.

The main character and the heroine overcome various incidents and accidents, and the emotional exchange between them, and the love that blooms in it, blooms in the hearts of those who see it from the main character’s point of view.

But the reality was different.

The weight of the incidents and accidents experienced with them is different.

The time spent is different, and what you feel in it is different.

That’s why my heart is focused on one place, and I can’t see anything called a harem.

Clearly, Sylvia’s heart is happy, but she is uncomfortable with her position as she has no choice but to reject that heart.

It was when Adele was so immersed in contemplation.

Smart.

Not Adele knocking on the desk, but someone knocking on the door.

Now it was a knock that anyone could recognize just by the sound.

“Come in.”

A door that opens with Adele’s permission.

It was obviously Charlotte who came to the room late at night.

“What are you doing at this time… ….”

Adele turned her head and tried to ask why Charlotte, who would normally go to bed early tomorrow morning, had come to visit.

Then he forgot what he was going to say and shut his mouth.

In that state, he swallowed dry saliva to the extent that his throat groaned.

Entering the room, Charlotte wondered what she should say. She was

She was shedding an indescribable, strange lust.

It wasn’t a matter of clothes.

She was wearing plain nightgowns similar to the ones she used to see.

“Boss, would you like some tea?”

“Uh, uh. Okay.”

Adele nodded her head, and Charlotte set the teacup down in front of him and poured tea from the teapot on her tray.

The white steam that rose up spread throughout the room, and the fragrant scent of flower tea pierced her nose.

Adele sipped from her teacup and glanced over at Charlotte.

“… ….”

But she didn’t know why her mind wandered.

It was natural.

It wasn’t Charlotte’s outer appearance that changed, it was her inner side.

Now, the body in response to the resolution to go one step further than just a kiss had subconsciously created such a pheromone.

That didn’t calm Adele’s mind, no matter how much she drank the tea that was sure to calm her down.

Instinctively stimulating a person’s fundamental desire, it was gnawing away at Adele’s self-control, which was firm even when they kissed while lying on the bed.

And soon the interaction happens.

A situation is created in which Charlotte is affected by Adele, who was influenced by Charlotte.

“… ….”

She felt her heart pounding as Charlotte entered, determined to go further tonight.

Since they are in this quiet room, they are sipping tea together, as if Adele could hear the beating sound, and Charlotte opened her mouth first.

“Even though it is night, the weather seems to be getting warmer.”

“I think I’m still on the cool side… ….”

“… ….”

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It wasn’t strange that Charlotte felt that way.

Her heart was beating fast and her blood circulation was so good that she didn’t even notice her temperature was rising.

“The weather is nice and I think I can see the stars well.”

“Even the moon was covered by the clouds…….”

“… ….”

Hororok.

Charlotte, who made one mistake after another because of her nervousness, gulped down the tea she was holding in her hand as if she were drinking her drink.

Then she set the teacup down.

“…… It’s embarrassing.”

Charlotte muttered as she blushed.

“What is it, did you get drunk? ….”

Seeing her unusual appearance and her blushing face, Adele asked if Charlotte had gone out of her mind after a drink.

“I was drunk by the young master.”

“You must be drunk. I will take you to your room.”

Adele pushed the chair away and stood up, trying to help her Charlotte.

Charlotte, who was pulled to her feet, turned her body around and grabbed Adele’s collar with both her hands.

“Char… ….”

She then tiptoed herself and she gave a sudden head-butt to his lips as she uselessly pulled his hair down on top.

After a brief kiss, she removed her hand from his collar and Charlotte showed her that her face could be redder than red, she said.

“I am not drunk.”

Even Adele, who was taken aback by her uncharacteristically aggressive behavior, was able to notice it.

She now has Charlotte in front of her that she is sane.

“I am perfectly fine.”

And what she wants.

“Just tell the boy…… I want to hug you…… Yo. This.”