Chapter 4

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A single prank blew my chance to get closer to Rodelin.

Some might think it was a really stupid thing to do.

But no, this was the right decision.

I had to stay away from Rodelin at all costs. Why?

'Rodelin is one of the main character's party members.'

While I'm targeting the hidden boss, the main character's party isn't just sitting around.

They too are desperately fighting the main boss to snatch victory.

But should I steal Rodelin, who was an excellent force?

'That would be a fool's errand.'

If the main character's party were to be annihilated, it's game over.

Not only would the portal to where the hidden boss is not open, but wouldn't it also become impossible to progress to the next episode?

A future of being trapped here forever, watching destruction, was not what I wanted.

Well, I do regret a bit about the prank involving Rodelin's skirt.

But that doesn't mean I can indulge in lewd talk.

No matter how many times I rethink it, my actions were justified.

In other words, I am innocent!

"Is that the guy who made Rodelin, the vice student council president, cry with just a look?"

"Come on, there's no way the vice president would cry over something like that."

"I heard someone saw him using his fists."

"Beating up a girl? That, that...! What a cruel and vicious person! He's as bad as he looks!"

But reality was harsh.

After the eyewitness accounts made a few rounds among the people, the recent events were quickly distorted.

'Tch, even though I'm a hidden piece... this is too much.'

No matter what I did, it seemed designed to isolate me.

Wouldn't I have faced a not-so-different situation even if I had saved someone who was dying?

Certainly. It's not like I treated Rodelin that badly.

What if it's just my fault, not because I'm a hidden piece?

If, really if that's the case...

"Keke, I don't even want to think about it. It would make school life so difficult."

Rodelin, currently the vice student council president, will be the student council president in a year.

The forces protecting her would grow accordingly.

'I need to be careful.'

I've decided. From now on, I won't torment characters with simple pranks.

No matter how happy or cute they are, I won't play tricks.

It was the moment I firmly made up my mind.

"From now on, please form groups of 30 and enter in order! Maintain good order, as befits prospective students of Annwood Academy!"

The giant main gate swung open on both sides, and the crowd slowly started to move forward.

At the same time, a few kids muttered.

"Ugh, it's already starting."

"Damn! Only one chance in life. This is too cruel!"

"Goddess, please save me!"

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