I refused the crown prince's proposal because I'm gay!

Chapter 5

"That meeting was a complete waste of time!" Blanca exclaims as she swung her wooden sword. "Those guys had one job, ONE JOB."

"Should I have Victor get rid of them?" Scylla said, evading her sister's attack.

"I'm right here." Victor sighed as he pushed his glasses closer to his face.

"Oh really, I didn't notice you," Blanca said, sparing a glance towards her brother. "it's just that your presence is so pathetically small, I have mistaken you for another ant."

"Pay attention to the opponent in front of you," Scylla warns as she delivers the final blow.

With the threat of being sliced in half, Blanca abandoned her wooden stick and quickly mobilized her mana from her reserves. Summoning the shadows from underneath her, Blanca returned the attack towards her opponent.

Sparks flew from the clash, but against a wooden sword, it was no contest. Scylla's sword snaps in two and finds herself outmatched, falling in defeat.

"That stung a bit," Scylla said rubbing her injured wrist a bit.

"Don't sneak up on me like that, what would've happened if I rendered your arm useless?" Blanca exclaims.

"I still have my left arm," Scylla shrugs. "And then I can finally have an excuse to dump my paperwork on to you."

"No way, dump them on to Victor." Blanca rejects.

"Do I not get a say in this?" Victor bitterly frowns.

"Oh man up, you are the next head of the family," Blanca said. "This will be nothing compared to leading our Lefèvre family.

Victor only sighs, knowing that it would be useless to argue with his sisters and instead decided to change the topic entirely.

"Good work today as usual." He applauded their practice match before ordering some servants to offer them refreshments.

"Thank you."

"So was that enough to calm you down, sister?" Scylla said as she drapes a towel over her shoulders.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack." Blanca rolled her eyes. "You should learn to control your bloodlust."

"Other than that, I suppose it did help keep me from murdering someone," Blanca said.

"Yes, less hush work for us," Scylla said disposing of the broken wooden sword.

"Why are you implying that we did something like that before?" Blanca said bitterly with smiles. "If memories serve, we've never committed any crimes."

"Whatever do you mean dear sister?" Scylla replies, returning the smile.

All that aside, something feels off about the heroine.

Serena, the Holy Saint, was it?

When I first met her in the gardens, I suddenly felt stuffy, and uncomfortable. I must admit she does have a striking resemblance to Anri, but the Saint said her name is Serena. And the Anri I know can never lie.

But they both possess the same ebony hair, the same pale skin, and the same "...expression." Blanca murmurs as she thinks back to what happened.

The face of the saint crying, surrounded by the smell of roses. The scene moved her heart a great deal. It was already bad enough when she impulsively placed a hand on the saint's head. But now she feels guilty for possessing such impure thoughts towards a crying girl, to Blanca there is nothing more breathtaking than seeing a girl cry.

Blanca held her hand towards the ceiling, remembering the feeling of them on top of the Saint's head. Head pats was a habit of hers in her past life, something she would do exclusively for Anri. "How nostalgic..."

"Forget it," Blanca exclaims, slouching down her chair. "Thinking about this nonsense will get me nowhere. I need a plan to annul my engagement!"

Taking out a piece of paper, Blanca hastily wrote down some ideas. Looking down at the paper she couldn't help but remember a time when her maid almost fainted at the sight of her calligraphy. Afterall in her past life, Blanca was a straight-A student at a very prestigious university. To survive by taking notes she developed handwriting that will make any scholar cry.

"Maybe I should start writing letters to that useless bastard," Blanca laughs. "I wonder if he'll file a human rights complaint and sue me, oh wait that's not a thing here."

Her maniacal planning continues.

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"What do you two think of this Saint?" Blanca asks her two siblings. Lately, the three of them have grown quite close and spent the majority of their time in their conjoined workplace. The security is pretty lax, but then again why need security when the Scylla's around.

"She's suspicious," Victor said.

"Her identity has been verified, even if they are false there's nothing we can do. She has the protection of the Imperial family." Scylla responded.

"She is enrolled at Academy," Blanca informs after skimming through a piece of document. "This can be your chance to investigate her." She told Victor.

"I'm rather against that." Victor frowns, closing his book. "It doesn't feel right for me to invade a maiden's privacy."

"Quite the gentleman," Blanca said sarcastically. "Want a reward?"

"Since he's too chicken to do it, I will," Scylla said. "And because it's on-campus ground I won't have to worry about that annoying Imperial protection.

"Oh that's right you're attending this year," Blanca said. "Just don't kill anyone."

"Can't promise anything." She replies.

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"What a naughty girl thinking such dirty thoughts towards our pure saint" Empusa stated floating in her realm invading Blanca's thoughts.

"Like you're one to talk..." Kaguya muttered, rolled her eyes in disapproval

"Well, at least it's better than that novel you wrote for those earth mortals, Kaguya" Empusa teased, seductively lying on her side.

Empusa added more fuel to the fire by imitating a confession straight from a scene in the novel but unfortunately was cut short after being smacked by the said book on the head by her cute but pissed-off familiar.

"What was that for?" Empusa pouted, rubbing her head to soothe the pain after being 'face-booked' by an angry raven.

"...paperwork" Kaguya simply responded flying off to who knows where

"That's no fun~" Empusa playfully pouted then smirked, "well for the time being... these adorable mortals shall provide me with some entertainment."