My nemesis tempts me every day

Facts have proved that the young master's "thank you" is really not true.

——Grando thought angrily while washing the bedding and clothes with water magic.

Four or ten minutes ago, Ronoye came out of the bathroom wearing a skirt-like white shirt, steaming all over his body, and the first sentence was: "Civilian, go and wash my bedding and clothes."

In a blink of an eye, he returned to his coldness, turning his face faster than turning a book.

Of course, Golando is one million reluctant, but Ronoye has a reason:

First, it is right for common people to serve nobles (Gorlando: Your sister should be!)

Second, in the final analysis, this matter is Gorlando's fault, and he must sincerely atone for his sins (Gorlando: I will bear it.)

Third, Ronoye's identity is special, and this matter cannot be known to a third party. The two should reach an agreement to conceal it from each other (Grando: ...)

If he only looked at the first two, Gorlando would argue against it, but there was no way to refute the third.

The "first genius" of the Academy of Magic turned the young master of the Duke of Amphelos into a child. Even if the statute of limitations has passed.

But when it gets bigger, it's a big deal.

The Amphelos family is well-known nobles in Fergar, and its power is almost equal to that of the royal family. Ronnoye's mother is the third princess of the royal family. Ronnoye usually trembles when he breathes. Three shakes, if Ronoye gets sick... don't even want this year's imperial sponsorship from the Royal Academy of Magic.

As for the culprit, Golando, the fate can be imagined.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, the two of them must keep this matter firmly under wraps before the magic expires.

Two full moons, one big and one small, have already risen outside the dormitory window. At this moment, everything is completely silent. When all living beings are sleeping, the young master who has summoned people has just fallen asleep. The slight sound of breathing stirs the quiet air in the room. Gorlando also felt a little drowsy in the hateful breathing.

But he can't sleep, he still has to work.

——Why does he not only have to share a room with his rival, but also do housework for him like a nanny!

Before Golando showed a little displeasure, Ronoye pretended to use voice transmission magic to contact the family. Although it is hateful to rely on family background to suppress people, it is indeed very effective. In Ronoye's view, Golan It doesn't matter how much you don't accept your fate.

But Golando didn't think so.

He stared at the wet sheets under two rounds of moons, and suddenly had an idea: Isn't the most important reason why Ronouye didn't let him tell others about this matter not because he felt ashamed himself?As an aristocrat, he was bullied like this by a commoner he despises. It's ridiculous to say it.

Golando, who figured out the joints, chuckled twice, accelerated the washing of the clothes and bedding, and used the continuous wind magic to dry them outside the window, and then came to Ronoye's bed.

The young master didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows were tightly frowned.

Gorlando retaliated and grabbed the young master's white and tender face.

Tsk tsk tsk, feels great.

After revenge, Gorlando climbed onto his bed and wrapped it into rice dumplings, and soon fell asleep.

When Gorlando's breathing became longer and longer, Ronoye quietly sat up from the bed, glared at Gorlando, and then rubbed his face painfully.

This damn civilian is getting more and more lawless, he dares to touch his face!

Ronoye rubbed for a while, then pricked up his ears to listen carefully to Golando's movements. After confirming that his roommate had really fallen asleep, he took his staff and carefully got out of bed.

Looking around the room, the flow of elemental factors was very slow. Ronoye gently opened the door of the dormitory and came to the corridor.

Golando resonates with the four elements too much. If he uses magic in the house, Golando will probably wake up.

Ronoye let out a long breath in the corridor, and then raised his staff.

"Iru, Kana, Kasner."

He whispered the incantation of voice magic.

"..."

Ronoye waited patiently for 2 minutes, but nothing happened. Except for the wind at night, the only sound in his ears was the constant chirping of insects throughout the year.

"……asshole!"

Ronoye was so angry that he wanted to throw his staff.

Something went wrong with the "rejuvenation" magic that Gorlando cast on him. Not only did he change into his seven-year-old appearance, but he also lost the ability to use magic!

In other words, although Ronoye could see the elemental factor, he was just an ordinary person.

"Bastard! Inferior! Beast!" he cursed under his breath.

After scolding Golando with the most vicious words he could think of, the young master still didn't let go of his anger, but became even more aggrieved.

His college life was ruined.

The first time I saw Glando last year, Ronoye knew that he was not a good guy, his behavior was brutal, his words were vulgar, that is, he was appreciated by the mentors only if he had a strong talent in magic, but he personally looked down on Glando at all. of.

Magic is a pastime for nobles, and commoners are not qualified to get involved—this is the concept that Ronoye was instilled in since he was a child.

Since the establishment of the Royal Academy of Magic, there have been only a handful of civilian magicians who have graduated. In the hearts of the nobles, allowing commoners to learn magic is a gift to them. If Golando's talent is a little bit worse, he will not be so valued. Well, if Gorlando was not taken seriously, he wouldn't have to be crowded in the same room with Gorlando, and he wouldn't be in trouble.

After all the calculations, it was all Golando's fault, and he had to settle the account properly.

……

Early the next morning, Ronoye used a piece of paper to list "Gorlando's crimes" and posted it on Gorlando's bedside. When someone woke up, he would point to the items on the list for the other party to read.

After reading the content on the paper, Gorlando's face darkened more than half.

"A cheapskate who cares about everything." He said with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Ronoye pointed at himself and said righteously: "Who did it?"

Doudin Ronoye has a stern face, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a child imitating an adult. Gorlando couldn't help but find it funny, so he raised his hands to compromise: "It's okay, I'll do it."

It seems that it is not bad to be smaller, and it is much cuter than before when it is angry.

"Then ask for leave for me."

Ronoye handed Golando a leave note, the latter took a glance at it, and frowned: "Travel? Young master, can your reason be more fake?"

Ronoye opened his mouth impatiently: "Then make up a new one..."

"No, just for this reason, I think it's pretty good."

Gorlando quickly put away the leave note.

He doesn't want to be a think tank for this guy.

Before Gorlando packed up his books and left, Ronoye emphasized to him again that the matter should not be leaked. Gorlando nodded his head: "Don't say it, don't say it, never say it."

He's not stupid, isn't he the one who said it was unlucky?

One foot stepped out of the threshold, and Ronoye's reminder came from behind: "If you dare to speak out, I will..."

Gorlando interrupted: "You can use voice transmission magic to sue your father. I can recite it."

Ronoye curled his mouth and swallowed the following words by himself.

The fact is that what he wants to hide the most is his father whom he talks about.

Gorlando turned around and looked down at the little one whose legs were not as tall as his waist, as if he was so pitiful.

"Hey...do you want me to bring you breakfast?"

Out of nowhere, he asked this question.

Ronoye raised his head, looking at Golando's expression as if he was looking at an idiot.

There was a silence between the two.

Golando belatedly realized that he had asked a stupid question. If he brought Ronoye breakfast, Ronoye's leave request would be self-defeating.

I think he has his own way to save him from eating salty radish and worrying about it.

Bought the cheapest bread in the cafeteria, and finished his breakfast with water, Gorlando bumped into his little friend Johnson Milk who was also a commoner.

"Hi Gorlando, where is Master Amphelos?"

Johnson greeted him kindly and turned to walk with him.

"You know, we're not in the same frame outside." Golando half-jokingly said.

Johnson said: "But I heard from the group of followers that he didn't seem to come to have breakfast today. Could it be that he is sick?"

Gorlando turned his head and asked, "What do you care about him so much?"

Johnson waved his hand: "I care about you. If the young master is really sick, his temper will only get worse. Did he ask you to do housework for him?"

Golando frowned calmly.Not only doing housework, he was treated like a servant last night.

However, Gorlando still followed Ronoye's explanation and said: "He's fine, he took his own luggage and traveled overnight, and I will hand over the leave slip to the instructor later."

Johnson heard that he almost spit out a mouthful of water: "Really?"

Gorlando continued to lie without changing his face: "Nobles, there are always some eccentricities. It is not impossible to travel on a sudden whim."

Before class, Golando handed Ronoye's leave slip to the tutor in Beirut. Although the other party had some criticisms, he only told Golando politely that if the roommate was away, he would not be able to slack off the regular cleaning of the dormitory. kind.

Halfway through the class, Gorlando was still uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he thought it was because his ears were too quiet.Ronoye was not only his roommate, but also his deskmate. Without Ronoye's venomous tongue, Gorlando, who was used to bickering with the young master on weekdays, felt that something was missing in his life.

His brain must have been kicked by a donkey to think this way.

But his thoughts still ran uncontrollably in the direction related to Ronoye. He thought of the way Ronoye looked at him in the morning, and thought of the young master's extremely high self-esteem, and suddenly a flash of inspiration——

It's over, the young master is definitely hungry.

They all lied about going on a trip, and Ronoye would definitely not summon his familiar in the dormitory. He could not go out without the help of the familiar, so what could Ronoye do except be hungry.

"This idiot!"

Gorlando cursed secretly, and he didn't bother to listen to the class. He didn't even understand why he couldn't listen to it. It stands to reason that he should be happy that his rival was hungry.

Maybe it was because he caused Ronoye to suffer, and he felt uneasy about doing something bad.

Golando just finished listening to the morning class so absent-mindedly. After class, he bought bread and went straight to the dormitory. When he opened the door, Ronoye was curled up in the quilt and dying.

Look at that pale little face, isn't it just starvation?

Gorlando swears that he has never seen such a face-saving person, and he would not eat for the sake of face.

"Open your mouth." He put the bread to Ronoye's mouth and said.

Ronoye glanced at him feebly, then turned his head stubbornly.

Gorlando laughed back angrily: "You don't get what you want, you have backbone."

Then he lifted Ronoye's collar, opened his mouth, and stuffed the bread into it.