The Protagonist’s Party is Too Diligent

Honestly, isn’t it about time I get to enjoy some peace?

Sure, there was still the matter of the former Emperor, the Imperial Parliament still not functioning properly, an overinflated military with nowhere to direct its forces, and countless other issues that needed to be dealt with—but at the very least, we hadn’t entered an actual war.

We had managed to prevent conflicts from escalating into full-scale war and even neutralized the Holy Nation as a potential threat before they could act. We had driven the goddess out of this world entirely.

The Imperial Household’s problems were Alice’s responsibility. As for the Parliament, I could ignore it for now, and if they started acting up, a single Gryphon flyby over the building should be enough to remind them of their place. And while maintaining the military was burdensome for now, keeping it at full strength wasn’t necessarily a bad thing in the long run.

So, at the very least, couldn’t I spend my time at the academy in peace?

Apparently not.

“You’re the one I’m supposed to be interviewing?”

Even after becoming second-in-line to the throne, this was how I was treated.@@novelbin@@

Not that I particularly wanted to be treated any differently. If I had to choose between being treated like this or being treated with excessive formality, I would choose this any day. I had grown up following Confucian traditions, and nothing made me more uncomfortable than being treated with exaggerated respect by someone decades older than me.

Honestly, every time the headmaster bowed to me, it felt like my stomach twisted a millimeter. If I had to meet him twenty more times, it might actually have a noticeable impact on my health—and not in a good way.