Chapter 7- Anxiety
“──── Do you guys doubt the eyes of me, Clarissa Cindy Parsons?”
It’s the red-haired beauty who asked this question and Emilia’s cronies shook their heads left and right in panic.
“There is no such thing!”
They bow their heads elsewhere, and I frown at the familiar name.
Clarissa Cindy Parsons…… If I’m not mistaken, she’s one of the official candidates for Crown Princess.
Clarissa-sama’s family, the of Duke Parsons, is the family responsible for the finances of the empire and holds the strings of the national treasury. It was also a family that put a lot of effort into product development and territory management and was a pioneer in fashion.
Their only daughter, Clarissa-sama, would be the perfect person to be the Crown Princess.
I never thought that I would be able to meet a real candidate for the Crown Princess here……
I had heard from a chatty girl that there was a candidate for Crown Princess among the current students, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I would encounter her.
In the face of someone I thought I’d never have to deal with in my life, I inwardly hold my head in my hands.
As I struggled to stifle a sigh that was threatening to overflow, my eyes met with red and purple eyes.
“You must have been surprised by the sudden splash of water. But it’s okay now. I’m here.”
Clarissa-sama smiled softly and said. She was as beautiful as a holy mother.
However, I couldn’t shake the strange feeling of discomfort and disbelief that was spreading in my chest.
What’s it? This feeling …… is so weird. I feel like I’m being held back by a stranger in total darkness. What is this anxiety I’m feeling?
Feeling a strange stirring in my heart, I put on an anxious expression and gulp.
With an indescribable feeling of discomfort spreading through my body, Clarissa-sama looked straight at Emilia’s followers.
“The harassment and verbal abuse of Charlotte-san, a rare genius who has mastered the art of prayer, …… is unacceptable. How are you going to take responsibility for this?”
Closing her fan with a powerful snap, Clarissa-sama glared sharply at the trembling girls.
It’s not a strong face, but it’s very powerful, probably because she has a hard face to begin with.
She looks like a villainess in a romance novel that has recently become popular among commoners.
“If Charlotte-san were to disappear because of you, it would be a great loss to the country. What do you think will happen if His Majesty hears about this?”
“I’m quite certain you’ll be punished severely. In the worst case, your whole family might be destroyed.”
“I feel sorry for your family.”
Clarissa repeated her words to aggravate the girls’ anxiety as they cowered.
The girls had tears in their eyes as they realized the trouble they would cause not only for themselves but also for those around them.
They shuddered pathetically and looked up vigorously, saying, “We can’t bother our family!”
“No! This isn’t our decision, it’s ……!”
“We just did it because someone told us to!”
“That’s right! We didn’t want to do this either!”
I looked distantly at their excuses, which I should have shouted at asking what they were talking about.
You can’t lie about something like that even if you’re under pressure I thought, pressing my forehead in disgust.
I couldn’t even muster up the energy to click my tongue anymore.
“Well…… that’s a tough one. So who is the person who gave the order?”
With an arc of red lips and a smiling face, Clarissa-sama asks that question.
In front of the beautiful smile that should be called bewitching, the formless anxiety swelled up at once.
In the midst of the trembling and shaking of the shoulders, one of the cronies stepped forward.
“The one who gave us the order is ──── Vice President Scarlett-sama!”
She clenched her chest tightly as she affirmed so.
I didn’t think my sister’s name will come up here, I thought to myself and I exhaled.
I was tempted to run back to my parents’ house right now when the red-haired beauty raised the corner of her mouth in a grin.
“Oh, that’s terrible. Do you have any proof that the vice president would do such a thing?”
Clarissa-sama put her hand on her cheek and made an expression of disappointment, but her mouth was loose.
She couldn’t hide her amusement and looked as happy as a player about to checkmate.
Something cold and creepy ran down my spine and I instinctively knew that I couldn’t go on like this.
As a kind of warning sound went off in my brain, the cronies stuck their hands in their pockets.
“Oh, yes! Then here’s the letter: ……”
I hurriedly called out to them to stop them as they tried to take the evidence out of their pocket.
I took a glance at the paper halfway sticking out of their skirt pocket and looked up at Clarissa-sama.
While constructing a magic circle with my right hand, I smiled at her.
“Thank you for your cooperation in the investigation. Thanks to you, we were able to expose their wrongdoings. But from here on, it is the work of the Public Morals Committee, so please leave it to us.”
I bowed gracefully and as if to say, “Don’t butt in,” and raised the corners of my mouth loosely.
I then projected the magic circle I had finished constructing onto the feet of the cronies and instantly activated it.
The girls, enveloped in a flash of white light, let out a high-pitched scream.
They thought they were going to be attacked, or they would have started crying at any moment, but …… they just appeared in front of me.
The girls were puzzled as they alternately stared at the upstairs corridor and the ground.
The girls, with their splendidly stupid faces on display, could not hide their confusion.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I lost my temper and took away the work of the Public Relations Committee.”
Clarissa-sama, who has a melancholy expression on her face, gives a full apologetic expression.
Did I make a mess? I shook my head left and right.
“No. you’ve been very helpful. I’m very grateful. I’ll come back to thank you some other time, so I’ll leave you alone for now.”
“Yes, good day to you. See you next time.”
As I bowed gracefully, Clarissa-sama waved her hand.
I gave a smile to her the entire time and I tapped the backs of the cronies.
“We’ll get going.”
I said quietly, urging them to head for the training grounds.
The girls reluctantly walked off, as if they had no choice but to listen to me now that their misdeeds had been exposed.
As I followed behind them, I made eye contact with His Highness Grayson, who was walking next to me.
“Wouldn’t it have been better if you had just left it to her?” He seemed to ask through his gaze and I gave a small shake of my head.
There is something wrong with this case. It’s just too ──── convenient. On top of that, it’s unfolding too quickly. I felt as if I was being manipulated by a scenario that someone else had written.
The fact that my sister is the mastermind is also strange and…I think I need to look into this very carefully.
I tell the beautiful black-haired young man through eye contact and I look ahead.
Frowning at the sense of discomfort and disbelief that was spreading in my heart, I headed for the training grounds, which were probably empty by now.