"Then, to gauge your current knowledge, I have decided to

give you a simple test."

I ignored the protests of Princesses Sarasa and Orie and set

a stack of test papers on the table, all while a sickly pallor and sweating

profusely.

This was the first day of me pretending to be my famed,

genius twin sister and taking on her role of as the tutor to the royal family

in Eren Kingdom.

Right up to this morning had I still been feeling

optimistic, thinking that even a failed college-entry exam student like me

should be capable of teaching kids between 5 to 11 years old.

But…

"Teacher, why do you cross-dress?"

The eldest Princess who seemed to have lain in wait for me

along the corridor stared coldly at me and asked with a calm voice.

I was shocked into taking a step backwards, nearly falling

over.

She had discovered that I am male? So she had really

discovered THAT part of me when I knocked my head against the bathtub?

"W-w-w-w-what, what can you possibly mean? To suspect that

I'm not a girl just because I am flat, it is so hurtful. I have been a woman

ever since I was born, uhohoho."

I tried to laugh it away.

"Sorry, to maintain health and a shapely body, I have a

habit of running in the morning!"

So saying, I fled as if flying.

Due to my shorted nerves, I ran all around the palace and

nearly got lost.

During breakfast, I sat and ate with the royal family, but

Princess Seria's eyes seemed to be appraising me all the time, making me hard

to swallow.

"Is this not to Teacher Glinda's taste?" The Queen in maid

costume asked me anxiously (it seemed that the Queen Mother had prepared

breakfast herself).

"N-No, I am just testing a dieting medication and collecting

data, so this morning I have to limit my food intake."

I gave some random excuse.

"Is that so? But Teacher looks pretty uneasy, and keeps

sweating."

"Must be the side-effects of the medication, ohoohoo…"

Princess Seira kept looking at our exchange with

wise-looking eyes.

Until even now.

Uwwwuu, she was still here, staring at me, kept staring… staring

without changing direction for even an instance…

I laid down the stack of test papers, doing my utmost to

avoid meeting the eldest princess' gaze.

What should I do if she suddenly jumped up and said, "This

person's a man, not Ms Glinda."?

My brain was filled with the terrifying headlines of "Broken

alliance, Political criminal, Deceiver of the Royal family", and I nearly broke

down into pieces.

I peeked slightly around…

Whoa! She's still staring!

If only I had been a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.tic lolicon, this might had

turned out to be an ideal situation. Then, perhaps I would be very excited at

being forced to cross-dress and coldly glared at by a purple-eyed, silver

haired young girl who was as lovely as a western doll.

Unfortunately, I prefer cute ordinary girls of sixteen to

seventeen.

So, in the face of Princess Seira's silent interrogation, my

weak intestines would just cringe.

Ohhh, what could she possibly be thinking about? Probably

silently cursing "This cross-dressing pervert" from the bottom of her heart.

Uwwuuu, ooooh, please stop glaring at me.

I felt as if I had become the pathetic Emperor Ludwig the

Second who got dragged before court on charges of seducing his minister's wife.

Right, that Emperor seemed to have choked to death on a crab bun in prison.

Ahhh, this was no time to be sharing useless historical

anecdotes!

Right, I should just concentrate on the maths lesson.

Within the nursery with brightly illuminated window curtains

and wall-paper, the desk was seated with not just Princess Seira, but also

those twin Princesses Sarasa and Orie, their elder brother Prince Ryuuju, and

the young Prince s.h.i.+n.

The twins were currently sulking unhappily due to their

protests against the pop-test being rejected; Prince Ryuuju tightened his lips

and refused to look at me; and Prince s.h.i.+n looked sleepy as usual today.

The test-papers had been prepared by Helmut, with the

difficulty levels adjusted according to their age. Helmut had an "sincere"

smile on his face as he explained that it would be a trivial task to just

pretend to teach by pointing out the problems that the children had difficulty

in.

Princess Seira lowered her head and began to start writing.

I let out a breath of relief.

My heart continued to hammer like a drum against my chest.

Muah, this was no condition to be teaching normally. But should I say anything

wrong by mistake, my fake ident.i.ty as Glinda might become unveiled.

I gave a reluctant smile.

"If there's anything that seems too hard, you can just ask

me."

Seeing the tensed back and overly-serious face of Prince

Ryuuju attempting each question, I walked behind him and said kindly.

"Is anything the matter, Prince Ryuuju?"

Prince Ryuuju violently retreated causing his chair to rock

loudly. He frowned red-faced and glared at me in guard.

"D-don't stand behind me!"

"… Sorry."

"A-a-a-a-and, isn't your collar cut a little too low? Ladies

should not expose too much of their skin!"

Most likely it had been due to my falling atop of him in the

corridors last night, he seemed to have taken me completely for a female

pervert. Then again, was this what a child who just reached 11 years old would

say? Strange?

Prince Ryuuju's test script was filled in words and numbers

as teeny as an insect, making me wonder "is there really such a need to be so

serious about it?" It exhibited his earnestness and meticulousness.

"Really, Elder Brother Ryuuju is too mindful of Glinda ~~~!"

"That's right, even his face has become swollen red. Could

it be love at first sight?"

The Princess Sarasa and Orie teased their Elder Brother.

"P-preposterous! There's no such thing! I just felt that she

should not be overdressed to teach…"

"Oh really? Elder Brother Ryuuju must have been

concentrating so much at Glinda's chest that he can't think of anything else?"

"N-no way!"

Prince Ryuuju's flushed face blazed, and his frown deepened.

I couldn't help but cover my chest. Due to the low-cut

collar, I feared for my pads to be discovered.

"See? Even Glinda feels uncomfortable all over from your

stares!"

"T-there's no such thing!"

"No! I have absolutely no interest in your chest!"

"Y-yes, sorry, but it seems like all my clothes have low-cut

collars…"

That Helmut, why did he only prepare clothes that could so

easily expose my male ident.i.ty? Was this a part of his extremely low-cla.s.sed

taste? If it was someone else who was wearing this, maybe I too would enjoy the

view. But to put it on myself… Uwuuwuu…

Twin princesses danced about like a pair of birds.

"It had to be in-fas.h.i.+on to wear low-cut this year!

Winstoria Empire after all is the world-centre of culture and fas.h.i.+on!"

"That's right, Orie."

The two of them held each other's hands overly excitedly. It

was just last night that they had been weeping from being spanked. What a quick

restoration… ah, well. But both your scripts were still blank!

"Humph! Who cares about fas.h.i.+on. Rather than wasting time on

make-up, it's more important to discipline the insides."

Prince Ryuuju declared un-amusedly.

"Ha! No matter how good your inside is, if your outward

appearance is c.r.a.ppy, n.o.body would even approach you, and there won't even be

any chance to show off your good points!"

"Sarasa's right! Besides, the pursuit of fas.h.i.+on and beauty

is every girl's inborn character. If Big Brother Ryuuju remains so ignorant of

the hearts of women, it would be difficult later when you actually inherit the

throne. For example, when dealing with the king of another kingdom, which is

more effective as gifts, precious stones for the opponent's wife or lovers?

Right, Sarasa?"

"Telling me to resort to bribery? I absolutely refuse! It's

because of people like you two that politics becomes so seedy! How can women be

allowed into the sacred task of managing a country!"

"You are so gullible, Big Bro Ryuuju! Creatures known as men

have absolutely no means of refusing if a beautiful lady is to flirtatiously

ask him 'Pleeaaasee?' ~~ "

"Nah, Sarasa. Big Bro Ryuuju who becomes shy from merely

looking at Glinda's chest can't even be considered a man yet."

"W-w-what! I am not shy! And I have said so earlier, I have

no interest in chest!"

"There's no need to hide it, for someone as pure as Big Bro

Ryuuju: your heart is written on your face."

"Shut up! Sarasa! Orie!"

This group of kids made a non-stop din.

Prince Ryuuju had obviously become a toy to the twin

Princesses, and as a male personally, I could not help but empathise with him.

Girls were certainly eloquent or precocious… Even while I was in elementary

school, I was often teased by the girls in my cla.s.s…

"T-that, exam is still in progress. Please be quiet and

answer your scripts."

I warned while shaken, and the Princesses Sarasa and Orie

replied adorably in unison.

"Ok!"

Prince Ryuuju turned red when he heard this, probably

because he felt that he should have been setting an example for his younger

siblings, but just added to the din instead. Embarra.s.sed at his actions, he

shook his head angrily and continued his test.

But the twins started chatting again not long after.

"Ask you something, Glinda, what hairstyle is currently in

fas.h.i.+on at Winstoria Empire right now?"

"Have you watched the new show by Bilger Bauer? Did the

actress playing the elven queen really descended from the sky?"

"Is the Emperor of Winstoria Empire handsome?"

"Disgusting! Sarasa just loves old uncles! I want to know

about the Prince of Winstoria Empire. Heard that he is about our age, so what

is the colour of his eyes and hair?"

"Muah, boys of the similar age are just children, I'm

certainly not interested. Men must be strong, intelligent and reliable, just

like our Lord Father."

"Lord Father is exceptional."

"Does Orie think so too?"

"Of course."

"Oh, Glinda, that accessary looks so pretty."

"Is that a gift of your boyfriend?"

"How many boyfriends do you have (as in, right now)?"

The two of them bombarded me with mature question.

Prince Ryuuju screamed in impatience.

"Quiet! Boyfriends and whatnots are so pointless! Before

looking for men, you should just pick up the education and character befitting

of daughters of royalty!"

"Alright, continue your exams."

I said to defuse the outburst.

Was this called teaching? Wasn't this more like being a

nanny? I was beginning to have gastric pains when…

"… Teacher."

Wah!

Being called at by this calm voice sent a chill up my spine.

"I have completed the problems."

"Huh? So quickly?"

"It's boring to idle around, so many I read my book?"

"P-please do so."

Princess Seira opened her ancient tome.

Right, she had been holding onto the book for a while now,

just what was inside of it?

I carelessly peeked over…

And froze over.

W-what! The book was covered in equations and ancient

writings! There was practically no empty page, and the words-filled paper was a

wicked black from the ink, un-undecipherable at all!

"Ha… Hahaha… What book could this possibly be?"

I asked with a dry laugh, and Princess Seira casually

replied.

"… The Mathematical Theorems from ancient Anabel

civilization."

"I-is that so, the Anabel civilization huh, that's the one

with pyramids and animalism, right? I was thinking was that really the one,

hahaha… C-can you understand it?"

"… Yes. Because the grammar isn't really that different from

modern tongues. The theorems that Ophelit put forth 2000 years ago is still so

applicable today, how marvellous."

 "… O-ophelit… That's

the legendary ancient genius huh… hahaha… ya, yeah that's true… So you can

really read these ancient texts so easily…"

Was I not here simply just to teach 5 to 11 year olds?

Helmut said that, just like teaching at an elementary

school, even a college-exam failure like me could easily take on this task.

I had heard nothing about the eldest Princess knowing how to

read ancient texts and even casually discuss Ophelit's theorems!

W-what should I do? If she asked me any questions…

"Teacher, regarding Ophelit's proposal…"

As if observing my reactions, Princess Seira stared at me

with her purple crystal-like eyes, pointing to a line of mathematics with her

thin finger.

Not good!

"Prrrrrrrriiiiinnnncceee s.h.i.+n!"

I screamed, turning to look at the youngest Prince s.h.i.+n.

"Is there anything that confused Prince s.h.i.+n?"

What if even Prince s.h.i.+n was a genius that could speak in

fluent ancient tongues and easily formulate a pile of equations?

But, Prince s.h.i.+n was kneading clay.

He did not look like he was playing, but with the

concentrating expression of a craftsman at work, was seriously kneading the

clay.

"…Prince s.h.i.+n?"

"What are you doing?"

"… Secret."

"… Is that so? Then go ahead"

He sombrely nodded.

Fueh… Luckily he was no genius.

But… For a child of 5 to emit an air of a craftsman and

knead clay with a serious face… That was a little out of the ordinary…

What an awkward atmosphere.

Prince Ryuuju completed his test, the twin princesses just

said nonchalantly, "I did work hard, it's just that I really don't know the

answer ~", "Orie feels the same. ~"

How horrid, if this was the result of the first day alone,

Glinda's rating would definitely drop, and Princess Seira might even say, "This

Teacher is obviously an imitation! Unbelievable! How horrible!" Then, if they

let their King Father learn of it, I might even be executed… Noooo! I must heat

up the atmosphere!

"T-then, I would mark the papers later. Everyone, let's have

a game!"

Hearing my desperate proposal, the children froze.

"Glinda, what game do you want to play?"

"Board games."

Ten minutes later, a stack of board games from the Winstoria

Empire was laid on the carpet of the nursery.

These were gifts to the King of Eren, all custom crafted by

famed artists and could be considered pieces of art.

"Wow! There're so many stars on this one here, so pretty~"

"This one is called "The Journey of stars". Oh, so

romantic."

"This one is called "Exploring Lost History", it's to hunt

treasures from ancient ruins around the world!"

Princesses Sarasa and Orie looked at the game-boards with

eyes sparkling.

"The Winstoria Empire has many board-games for educational

purposes, and children of the Empire learn about history, astronomy and morals

from these board games."

"How interest ~ So, which board game should we play?"

"This one, "Princess Flora's conversations - Within the

Forest of Philosophy" looks fun; it's to guide Princess Flora and Charming

Philosopher on their discussion on philosophy and romance, to become the 1st

female pope in the world."

"Oh… That… That looks like it has been aimed towards teenage

girls, it may be a little too early for Your Highnesses…"

I seemed to have remembered many scenes of kissing and

hugging, contentious scenarios… say, why were such things mixed in here?

"I am not going play such childish board games."

Prince Ryuuju crossed his arms about his chest and turned

away.

I bent over to persuade him.

"Don't say that, at least have a try. Keeping in touch with

the culture of other countries is a good experience for Princes too. I

recommend "The Coloured History of the World", and "Shaking the World ~Creation

of Land and Skies", "I will be an Agricultural King!", "Path of the Great

King"…"

"… Great King?"

Prince Ryuuju's shoulders jumped violently.

"Yes, this game teaches step by step the politics,

experiences and trials, to become a Great King."

"I-is that so, then I would try playing a little…"

He replied with a blush.

What should I say… this child was so pure.

"Then let's play "Path of the Great King"."

Princesses Sarasa and Orie complained unhappily that "Aww,

that's so boring.", "Let's play more romantic games", but I consoled them with

"I will let you choose the next time."

Sigh, I had totally become a nanny.

Princess Seira still stared straight at me, as if observing.

"P-princess Seira, would you like to join us?"

I asked her stiffly.

"… Alright."

She calmly answered as if somewhat unhappily.

I asked Prince s.h.i.+n the same question.

He merely nodded in silence.

Uwuwuwu… why was it that these siblings were either too

noisy or too quiet… so extreme…

That said, we somehow managed to begin our board game.

We spread out the colourful game board on the carpet, and

everyone sat on the ground in a circle.

"First, we throw two dice and add their numbers together."

"Six." Said Prince Ryuuju.

"Mine's three." Princess Sarasa said.

"Mine's eight." Princess Orie said.

"… Four." Princess Seria said.

"Oh, Prince s.h.i.+n threw a Ten. Then, counting from the

highest to lowest we decide the starting points of everyone, Prince s.h.i.+n's is

"Palace", Princess Orie's is "Church", Prince Ryuuju's is "Martial-arts Hall",

Princess Seira's is "Stables" and Princess Sarasa's is "Wolf's Den". Please

place your game-pieces dolls at their respective starting areas."

 I handed everyone

their porcelain doll game-pieces.

"Tsk… Why am I in the Wolf's Den? What is the Wolf's Den

anyway! And this doll's hair is so messy, with such a fierce expression, not

cute at all!"

Princess Sarasa said unhappily.

"That's because the doll's character had been abandoned as a

baby in the woods, and was raised by wolves."

"Humph…"

"My doll is clad in a white, so elegant."

"Princess Orie's character has been abandoned as a baby

behind the church's altar."

"Why is everyone an abandoned child? What about s.h.i.+n's

"Palace"?"

"That character is a Prince born inside of the Palace."

"Huh! Only s.h.i.+n's so fortunate! Unfair! And I am even

brought up by wolves, so unfair!"

"Hey, why is my doll's hair tied with ribbons? This is

obviously a girl!"

Prince Ryuuju was also displeased.

"That's because Prince Ryuuju's character is a daughter in

the Martial Arts house."

"What did you say?"

"… Teacher, what about me?" Princess Seira looked at me and

asked monotonously.

I fearfully replied.

"Uh, Princess Seira's character is the child of a travelling

troupe, born in the stable of a nearby village while returning from

performances somewhere."

"… Is that so." She coolly replied.

There was no clue on her face over whether she liked or

disliked her character.

"Then let's begin! Aright, Prince s.h.i.+n, please throw the

dice first."

I faked an optimistic air, and worked hard to overturn the

disappointed atmosphere.

"Three! Please move forward three steps. Ok, a choice

question: To celebrate the Prince's birthday, the ministers brought a Book of

Law while the knights' captain brought a beautiful Sword. Please choose one

among them?"

"What, choose only one? So stingy!"

"Isn't the Prince just born? How can he decide for himself?"

Princesses Sarasa and Orie scoffed in order.

"Muah, it is just a game. So, Prince s.h.i.+n? Which would you

choose?"

"… Big."

"… That would be the Sword."

The doll in a cape moved forward.

Next was the turn of Princess Orie who grew up in the Church

and the dice rolled a Four.

"Ok, Princess Orie also had a choice question: The clergy

prepared Wheat Bread and Cake, which would you choose to eat?"

"Cake, of course."

"There's another question: Just when you are about to eat, a

hungry child entered, would you feed the child or eat it yourself?"

"Eat it myself, of course."

Like this, everyone advanced through the game.

Princess Sarasa who grew up in the Wolf's Den seemed to keep

encountering choice questions like: "A Rabbit and a Wild Boar were ahead, which

animal will you hunt for tonight's dinner?", "In the forest, an armoured knight

lies dying, help him or bite him?"; These types of scenarios.

Prince Ryuuju's Daughter of Martial Arts on the other hand

kept encountering questions such as: "A young knight comes inn-tras.h.i.+ng, duel

him?" To which he puffed out his chest and said: "Of course." Then, the

follow-up choices were: "You and the knight fell head-over-heels in love, elope

with the knight?"

"I am a dignified Prince! Why would I fall in love and elope

with any random man! Isn't the goal of this board game to become a Great

King!?!"

Prince Ryuuju said in exasperation.

I could totally understand his point of view, being a man

myself. Why would anyone want to tie ribbons on his hair, and romance with

other men…

Thinking about my cross-dressing self, I could not help but

empathise with him.

Princess Seira expressionlessly moved her game-piece doll

which represented the attractive youth of a travelling troupe.

"A corrupt n.o.ble of many evils wishes to see your dance.

Dance? Or unsheathe your dagger?"

"… Dance."

"What kinds of dance? Loach Dance or Sword-Dance?"

"… Loach Dance."

Her replies were always cold.

It was a drastic difference from the twins Princesses and

their Elder Brother who made a din every time that they threw the dice, their

expressions changing wildly… though one could also say the same of Prince s.h.i.+n,

who seemed to be idling right from the start.

Anyway, Prince Ryuuju and the rest seemed completely

engrossed in the game, and by now, it was revealed that the youth who had been

brought up by wolves and the one found in the church were in fact twin brothers

born of a n.o.ble house that had been executed for rebellion.

"Elder Brother Sarasa!"

"Orie! My Little Brother!"

The two of them hugged each other happily in play.

Prince s.h.i.+n's character who was supposed to be the heir to

the throne simply rotated eating and sleeping each day in indolence. About this

time, the love-troubled but diligently-training Martial Artist Girl (Prince

Ryuuju) showed up to become a bodyguard knight to the prince, all while

encountering a never-ending train of issues surrounding her love-life.

"Why are ALL my choices between 'LOVE or WORK', 'LOVE or

HONOUR', 'LOVE or GLORY'?!? Is LOVE the only thing that can be weighed on the

scales?"

Prince Ryuuju shouted with a face puffed in red, but continued

to diligently select 'WORK', 'HONOUR' to advance his status.

The youths from the Church and the Wolf's Den raised a

rebellion with their statuses as the heirs of the Duke's house.

In the midst of all this, Princess Seira's young actor moved

towards the heart of the country via flattering powerful officials and n.o.bles,

becoming even a close aide to the Prince, turning the Prince into his puppet

and taking power by means of cloak and dagger.

What was wrong with this board game! Where did these scary scenarios

come from! I should have known better and chosen the safer-sounding "Scenes of

World History"!

That was apparent when Princess Seira was asked: "Loyally

serve the Prince? Or serve Him with ulterior motives?", the manner in which she

calmly answered: "… with ulterior motives.", was truly terrifying.

If this Prince did not come around soon, He might even end

up like the Eighth King of Romancia, Louis the Second who was brought before

the guillotine by his own close-aide!

But Prince s.h.i.+n just continued his rotatory

eating-and-sleeping lifestyle. Sigh… He was really shaping-up into the path of

the useless ruler.

As the story went on, the Martial-Arts-Girl-turned-Knight

encountered her Destiny.

In fact, the girl had been the illegitimate child of the King,

and the younger sister of the Prince from a different mother!

Even though this was a ludicrous scenario, the young girl

became the Kingdom's 2nd heir-to-the-throne, even leading the

country into victory against the rebels and becoming a great hero.

"Wait a second! Doesn't that make us the Bad Guys?"

"Ya! How frustrating!"

"That is the path you two have chosen. If you have chosen

virtue, putting the commoners before self, you would have naturally gained

their support."

Prince Ryuuju puffed out his chest in satisfaction.

"No matter where the starting point is, the one with royal

dignity would ultimately be seated on the throne."

He seemed to have forgotten about all the dismay he previously

encountered, smiling satisfactorily. This innocence so befitting of his age was

so adorable. En, even though he was a Prince, he was still a pure ordinary boy.

Prince Ryuuju was not far off from the finis.h.i.+ng line.

Fight!

But the King suddenly pa.s.sed on, and rebels attacked the

capital.

The young Heroine was about to lead troops when, at this

moment, Princess Seira stepped in.

She accused the birthplace of the Heroine as the base of the

rebels and persuaded the puppet-prince to send soldiers to attack it.

"Hey! What are you doing! Seira!"

Prince Ryuuju stood frowning.

Princess Seira stared at him coldy and said calmly.

"… I am merely making the 'right choice'."

Whoa!~~~ What a cold expression! Her words and expression

were nothing like a 9 year old child, how terrifying. I had heart-felt pity for

Prince Ryuuju.

"… It is Elder Brother Ryuuju's turn to throw the dice."

"Uwwu…"

Prince Ryuuju had a severe expression as he threw the dice.

Five.

Great! He would make it to the finis.h.i.+ng line this turn!

But, before he could advance, he was given yet another choice.

"Uh, would you lead your troops to your birthplace? Or to

the Capital?"

Prince Ryuuju jumped in fright, shut his lips and clenched

his fists. Whoa, he was really thinking hard.

If he went to the Capital and defeat the rebels, he would

receive support from the populace and become the King.

If he returned to his hometown, he would be accused of

rebellion and be wounded in an attack, sitting out two turns.

Going to the Capital would be the 'right choice' in the

words of Princess Seira, and perhaps this was to ill.u.s.trate some of the

necessary sacrifices a King would have to eventually make for greater good.

But, it was too cruel to make a child choose such choices.

Was this board game really made for kids? Why would there be

such psychologically damaging choice questions within? If it was like this,

even winning the game would not bring happiness. Why the crabbage did you send

such a serious board game? Helmut!

Prince Ryuuju tightened his fists in deep concentration,

chewing his lips and looking extremely pained.

Ohoh, this child was being too serious!

"That, Prince Ryuuju? It is just a little game, please relax

yourself."

I worriedly adviced, but he asked gravely:

"If I were to go to the Capital, would my hometown's people

be all slaughtered as rebels?"

"Er, that may not always be the case, besides this is just a

game."

What a headache. As a teacher, what was I supposed to say at

this point of time?

Princess Seira stared straight into me. Uwuwu… so

pressurising.

At this time, one of the twin princesses said impatiently:

"Aya! Big Bro Ryuuju is overthinking things! Glinda is

right, it's just a game, so hurry up and go to the finis.h.i.+ng line!"

One of the twins, Princess Sarasa, or maybe it was Princess

Orie, got up and grabbed Prince Ryuuju's doll.

"Ok, Five, right? Finis.h.i.+ng line~!"

She ended the game all on her own.

"Whoa~~~ Sarasa! What are you doing? The people in my

hometown…"

"Humph! Anyway since the doll has reached the finis.h.i.+ng

point, the game has ended. As promised, this time let us choose a romantic

board game!"

"Y-You…  No way! That

move doesn't count! I must restart!"

"Ara, really, let's just consider this Big Bro Ryuuju's win."

"Sarasa agrees! Being a King is so boring; I absolutely don't

want to become one."

"That's right, whoever says he wants to become a king must

have no dreams at all."

"Don't insult the duties of a King! Don't run away with my

doll! Return it at once, Sarasa!"

"Don't waaannaaa~~"

Princess Sarasa playfully stuck out her tongue towards

Prince Ryuuju while tugging his doll tightly in her chest. The latter rushed

towards her with a huff.

"Whoa! No fighting!"

I hastily leaped over in order to jump between the two of

them, but tripped and fell.

"Whoa!"

"Wha!"

I fell atop of Prince Ryuuju.

The Prince Ryuuju crushed under me looked abashed and angry,

reddened and trembling from head to toe.

"Ah! Glinda is sooo daring!"

"It must have felt great to be pushed over by Glinda, Big

Bro Ryuuju!"

The twins' cheers made the stricken Prince Ryuuju widen his

eyes.

"N-No! This is just an accident! I-i-i-i-i-i-I have

absolutely no perverted intentions…"

I stammered out an explanation.

"Impudent fellow! Go away!"

Prince Ryuuju screamed in rage.

Sigh, what a mess.

If this was just the first day of my lessons, how would I

ever be able to handle being these children's private tutor?

Princess Seira continued to simply stare coldly at the

frightened me.

Fue, cla.s.s was finally over.

Afternoon, I returned to my room, and, once alone, threw

myself in abandon onto the bed.

A mere short three hours, and yet my body felt as if it had

endured three long years.

"I've had enough ~~~ Muah, I said I can't be a private

tutor~~~ Helmut, when would you be coming back?!?"

I no longer wished to cross-dress into this stifling,

ridiculous dress.

Princess Seira had discovered the truth, and kept giving an

accusatory glare as if to say "You, pervert!", not to mention that my job as a

tutor turned into a mess, with Prince Ryuuju hating my guts, the twin

Princesses not bothering about anything I said, and Prince s.h.i.+n staring in idle…

As I thought, there was something wrong with making a man

like me to pretend to be Glinda.

Was it not said that Winstoria Empire's Intelligence Agency

was so professional that they could locate Glinda in just 3 to 4 days? Was that

fellow who just dumped me here and escaped back home really reliable?

Maybe I was abandoned since a long time ago…

Would I have to stay here as a cross-dressing pervert for

the rest of my life? Must I shave my legs as long as I live?

As I mulled over my worries, my stomach began to twist and

turn in unrest and tears started to flow tragically.

"Uwwwuwu… Come back quickly! Helmut!"

As I grasped the bed sheets and cried into it, a sound

suddenly came from within the room.

"Excuse me, but do you happen to be lovers with Lord Helmut?"