I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead

34 – Recreation – 2

Everybody stood firm at her bombshell declaration. No one twitched her finger.

“Why is that? We are adults now, so it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Seria said very confidently. She’s not completely wrong with what she said, but maybe she’s trying to break the wall of social awareness or something too soon.

“What is it? Are you all experienced?”

She widened her eyes. She was sure she didn’t budge, but that was because she froze at her overly bold remark.

“I didn’t see it that way.”

Seria came out and looked at Hestia with a sticky gaze.

“No! I’ve never done anything so shameless!”

Feeling her gaze, Hestia screamed in surprise. Her face was dyed red like she had never seen before, and she was trembling. If you touch it, it looks like it will explode right away. In fact, the fact that the act of shouting that I never did anything like that here is also embarrassing and shameless should be buried in my mind for the rest of my life.

“Really? I see.”

Seria laughed at Hestia’s reaction. Then, this time, he turned his head to me.

“You two have been engaged for a long time and seem to be on good terms. Has anything really happened?”

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Maybe it was because Hestia was knocked out, but this time, sparks flew at me. Seria asked me a sneaky question.

“Yes. Nothing happened.”

“A kiss too?”

“I didn’t.”

They are a fresh couple who have never kissed yet. Anything, Anything. I proudly declared that nothing had happened. Seria tilted her head at my answer. I could feel her gaze running up and down my body.

“Hmm? I know it’s rude.”

“If you know this is rude, please stop.”

“I can’t stand the question again. Are you premarital chaste? I thought I was going to do that, but it’s a bit strange that we haven’t even kissed yet.”

She said so-so and so-and-so and made a lewd gesture of making a circle with one of her thumb and forefinger and inserting her other forefinger into the circle. She tried to cut off the question as much as she could, but to no avail. Fortunately, it wasn’t a question about being a go-getter, but it’s not a question to ask someone you’re seeing for the first time. Hearing this story in the first place is just astonishing.

“You are very rude in the first meeting.”

“But when I see them in clubs like this, it’s not like they’re on bad terms, and I wonder why nothing happened between the two of them.”

That’s natural, since it hasn’t even been 3 months since our relationship has actually improved. However, there was no reason to tell Seria the truth about this.

“There are not only ways to express love that Lady Richthofen knows.”

Instead, I said it with the utmost contempt for her. The Confucian boy in me burned hostility toward anyone who asked me about my virginity before marriage or my s*xual experience.

At my words, she blinked at her eyes, which were decorated with fancy makeup, and burst into laughter.

“That way, what is that?”

“I don’t think you’re asking because you don’t know. Gender of men and women….”

I saw Seria’s proud attitude and suddenly looked at her fingers. Her fingers were neatly folded. Then, the person who asked the question was also….

“Huh?”

“Ahahahaha! Why? What’s wrong? What did you just think?”

“Then maybe…”

“That’s right. I’ve never done that before.”

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My pupils shook at Seria’s words. I feel cold sweat running down my back. As she watched my pupils sway freely back and forth around her, she burst out even louder than before. She laughed so hard that it brought her to tears, then she calmed down and wiped away the tears.

“You don’t look that way, but you have an insidious corner.”

“Kuhup!”

Hestia also laughed beside her. Hestia, you too! I very lightly pinched the back of her hand as she laughed and enjoyed the same.

“Is this fun?”

“I’m sorry. But it’s the first time I’ve ever seen Mikhail be treated so one-sidedly.”

“Okay….”

At the sound of my saliva, Hestia turned her head and laughed.

“You are more fun than I thought. Rumor has it that you’re like a doll who doesn’t talk and has no expression.”

“Rumors are harder to believe than you think.”

“I see. I never thought that Grand Duke Mikhail, who was called Ice Prince, was this kind of person.”

“Ice Gongja?”

I doubted my ears when I heard a nickname for the first time in my life.

“Oh, have you heard of this for the first time? It is famous among the female students of the academy. It was a nickname that was widely used before entering the academy, but it became more widespread after entering the academy. Testimonies kept coming out that they had never seen it. Do you hate it?”

I wondered if I should be angry at the not-so-funny nickname of “Ice Gongja”. Who in the world likes a nickname like that?

“I don’t have a lot of friendships. Please don’t use that funny nickname in front of me.”

“If you want.”

Seria readily accepted my polite and respectful request.

“Iceball, excuse me. I don’t know if Grand Duke Mikhail is sly or innocent.”

She grinned at me. I just quietly folded my fingers without saying anything. Hestia had folded her fingers long ago. I inadvertently looked at the seniors’ fingers.

Senior Marcus folded her fingers, but senior Anthony’s fingers stood firm. Except for him, everyone in the group looked at his fingers and then at his face. He averted our gaze.

“Kuhm. Am I next?”

The game continued in a solemn atmosphere for some reason.

Yeah, well, you could have tried it in the third year.

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After the lunch break, I didn’t know how much time was left, so I decided to just go to the club room. There must have been quite a few people who had the same thoughts as Hestia and I, so the club room was quite crowded with other students.

In the end, I was the one who got the present for the person who came in first place in the game. The games that came out after that were also games that recreation instructors brought out at drinking parties or gatherings like this, so it was a natural result. The two seniors only acted as windbreakers and did not think about winning the game, and the two first-year students, except for me, could not wake up to the games they had never seen before. It’s even weirder if you can’t win first place against two seniors who have no intention of winning and two complete beginners.

Hestia, who had been silent since the previous game, opened her mouth.

“Isn’t it your first time playing a game like this, too?”

“Yes. It’s the first time.”

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Mikhail is really new to games like this. Of course, I got tired of Kang Bada when I was in the first year of college. Hestia glared at me in disbelief.

“Then why are you so good?”

“Sure. Is it a talent?”

“Then I must be stupid. I can’t even remember a single name.”

She looked sullen as she remembered her last game, the roll call game. She has no energy whatsoever because she is constantly being stripped. She was really bad at the game. Basically, she couldn’t answer, and she often missed the timing while being hesitant about the timing to attack.

“Originally, this kind of game is not played with the head, but with instantaneous power.”

“Then you’re not a fool, you’re a dull tank.”

She let out a deep sigh. I comforted her diligently because she felt sorry for her disappointment and was also cute.

“What is this? It’s not even that great.”

I shook the gift I received as a prize. A meal voucher from a good restaurant near the school. Since only one accompanying person can enter, of course I intend to go with Hestia.

“Who am I going to go with? Hestia, I will go with you anyway.”

“It’s not that I didn’t get the product. After all, you never won.”

Hestia seemed to regret losing the game. She seems to be the type with a surprisingly strong competitive spirit.

While I was trying to soothe Hestia, someone started talking to me.

“What else are you two talking about so secretly?”

“Ugh.”

“I was just talking about the game I played earlier.”

It was Seria. It seems that she was also the one who came to her club room first and waited. To be honest, unlike me, who has a hard time with Seria, Hestia doesn’t show any particular reluctance to see if her heart is compatible with her unexpectedly.

“Isn’t Grand Duke Mikhail better at this game than I thought? I was surprised.”

“No big deal.”

“Miss Hestia and I kept making mistakes. It’s amazing.”

“That’s right.”

I responded to her praise in the shortest possible way. Seria must have been dissatisfied with my insincere reply, so she clung to Hestia as she sighed.

“Miss Hestia, is Grand Duke Mikhail always that cold?”

“No. Not for me.”

“Do you think Gongja likes Miss Hestia so much?”

“Hmm, is that so?”

I don’t know where Hestia went when she was digging just a moment ago, saying, “Why can’t I play the game?”

They both looked at me and smiled suspiciously. What’s up? The two of them get along very well. The two became friends while playing the game and called each other by their first names.

I felt betrayed by Hestia. Where did she go when she told me not to worry? What if Hestia becomes a blonde-tanned gyaru under the influence of Seria?

I asked a question to keep the two in check.

“The two of you seem to have become quite close already. They look completely different from each other.”

You don’t look like each other, but you managed to get close? It means. It’s not very masculine to think like this, but I can’t help it because the situation is the situation.

“It’s surprisingly easy to get along with someone who is the opposite of you.”

“Princess Mikhail, are you jealous?”

Seria heard my question and hit me right in the middle.

“Jealousy? Jealousy? Are you saying that I am jealous of Lady Richthofen?”

“A jealous man is ugly.”

That I know best. It was because I watched right beside how the man’s jealousy dragged Wilhelm down to the pit. It was really ugly. But that’s what it is, and Seria twisted it. I clenched my teeth tightly.

“Are you angry?”

“Stealth.”

Seria smirked at my reaction, then went to Hestia and whispered something. Hestia’s ear lobe turned red as she nodded as she listened to her words. This is her reaction when her shyness is level 3. It is a step that is not often seen in everyday life where the body reacts immediately. For reference, in step 1, he glanced at me, and in step 2, he casually tapped me.

“I interrupted the two of you. Grand Duke Mikhail, I’m sorry if I offended you. There was no malice. Then you two can rest in peace.”

Seria lightly ignored my strong gaze and left. She is not an easy woman.

After confirming that she was completely gone, I questioned Hestia, who was still unconscious. What on earth was he whispering that made Hestia react so strongly?

“Hestia, what did Lady Richthofen say earlier?”

“Oh, I didn’t say anything!”

“Really?”

“Yes. It was just a greeting. Just say hello.”

Hestia glossed over my question. But her face never lied. My pupil dances as if he never wanted to meet my eyes, but he tricked someone.

“Hestia, didn’t you tell me this morning that her face was marked?”

“Yes? Yes. I said so.”

Hestia looks bewildered at my sudden question.

“Because you look more obvious than me?”

“Oh, isn’t it?”

“You have been stuttering since earlier.”

“No. No. De. Yo?”

When I pointed out that she was stuttering, she pronounced each syllable clearly.

“I can’t even make eye contact.”

“I can run into you!”

But she averted my eyes.

“My hands are fidgeting.”

“It’s because it tickles me.”

“You keep fiddling with your hair.”

“It’s just a habit.”

She struggled to excuse the evidence of my infidelity. But she is already swimming in the mire of lies. It was too late for her to escape.

I held her hand tightly and looked her straight in the eyes.

“Hestia, just tell me. I’m worried.”

“That, that….”

Although Seria has been relegated from her bare-chested b*tch to bare-footed b*tch since her first finger games, her antipathy for her remains. In this situation where her upright life young man inside her and her Confucian boy are on the lookout for her, she left Hestia with a whisper of something meaningful from her and went away, but she can’t stay still. Could it be threats or s*xual harassment? It could be bullying.

“Hestia.”

In her voice, she tried to make an excuse somehow, but she finally gave up and opened her mouth in a stutter. She was ashamed, even her tears welled up.

“That, Mikhail seems to like me a lot…” , If you don’t want to miss it, just drop it…. I said it’s best for men….”

“Seria von Richthopeeeh!”

This crazy b*tch is for real!

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