Chapter 2
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Chapter 2: The Angry Princess
“Charlotte! I’ve always loved you! Please go out with me—this is me, Zaitsu Munetaka, the son of the Minister of Finance!!”
During lunch break at a certain high school—the courtyard was bustling with students enjoying their meals.
Kneeling in front of a beautiful girl sitting on a bench, a handsome guy held a bouquet of roses with both hands.
He was one of the most handsome boys in the school.
And the girl he confessed to sitting on the bench was also one of the most beautiful girls in the school.
All the students around them stopped their conversations and turned their gazes toward the two.
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see if the school’s top caste couple would form.
However— the girl displayed a look of sheer disgust at the handsome guy holding the bouquet in front of her.
“…Fuck.”
“Huh?”
“…You. Are you out of your mind? Why should I go out with a complete stranger like you? And in the first place, why did you fall in love with me without even having a proper conversation? I don’t get it, and to be honest, that one-sided affection of yours is creepy.”
“W-what!!? W-wait!! I’m serious about you!! At least, can we go on a date…!!”
The handsome boy, Zaitsu Munetaka, grabbed the girl’s hand and pleaded with her.
At this action, the beautiful girl with orange hair styled in half twin tails… turned pale.
“…S-so creepy, creepy, creepy, creepy! Get away from me, you disgusting man!!!!!!!”
The beautiful girl stood up and slapped the boy hard across the face.
He fell to the ground along with the bouquet of roses, completely defeated.
The onlookers erupted in cheers at the scene.
“The 120th challenger has been decisively rejected by the princess!!!!”
“I thought Zaitsu-senpai was going to get somewhere with this. Even the school’s top handsome guy can’t make it, huh?”
“I wonder if that rumor is true?”
“Rumor?”
“The Lion Princess… Charlotte L. Jay Wilford became a man-hater because of something that happened in the past… that’s the rumor.”
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—I, Sakimori Reito, lost my parents when I was young.
I can still vividly remember that incident.
It was a weekday afternoon, just after 4 PM when I came home from elementary school.
The crimson sunset streamed in through the window. My bloodied parents lay collapsed in the living room.
And there was a man wearing a ski mask.
He approached me, holding a blood-soaked knife.
I thought I was going to be killed.
The young me was frozen in place, paralyzed by fear, unable to escape.
But— the murderer crouched down and whispered in my ear.
“When you savor happiness in life, I will come again to take away your precious things. Friends, lovers… I will take everything from you. At best, you will have to live a life of suffering.”
I was spared. For him, I was not yet a target to be eliminated.
…I must find that man and somehow take care of him before I am killed.
As long as that man is alive, I cannot be happy…
“—Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep.”
I woke up to the mechanical sound of an alarm clock.
An unfamiliar ceiling, an unfamiliar room.
…Oh right. I returned to the Sakimori family.
This is no longer a training camp in America.
I won’t be abruptly woken up in the middle of the night for night raid drills by a demon instructor, nor will I have to run on the field with an automatic rifle immediately after waking up.
This is Japan, one of the most peaceful countries in the world.
There are no guerrillas from anti-government organizations or terrorists here.
But, habits are a terrifying thing.
I have a knife and a handgun hidden under my pillow, just in case something happens.
According to my mentor, the most dangerous place is not the battlefield but “the bed.”
No matter how strong a man’s physique, if a knife is thrust into his neck while he sleeps, it’s all over.
Especially for men, there is such a thing as sexual desire.
Looking at past history, the most common place for men in powerful positions to be assassinated is in bed… that is, when they have gone to bed with a woman.
That’s why my mentor often said.
“If you don’t want to die, always keep weapons in your bed. And when you seduce a woman, bet your life on it…”
Well, the latter part doesn’t concern me, so it’s irrelevant.
Right now, I can’t afford to have feelings for anyone.
“Well then… I have to get to work soon, but… I’m feeling heavy.”
After stopping the alarm clock, I sat up in bed and let out a big sigh.
Then, I glanced at the clothes hanging on the hanger on the wall.
Who would have thought that after completing rigorous training in a foreign country, I would end up wearing a female student uniform upon my return…?
I understood from the latest information that I would be tasked with guarding an important person as soon as I returned.
However, who would have guessed that I’d have to cross-dress and guard the president’s daughter… while attending high school with a girl who hates men?
If I remember correctly, my grandmother said the school the girl I’m protecting attends is an elite school for the children of dignitaries from various countries?
I heard that every student attending the academy has bodyguards, which is normal there.
Why do I have to meet fellow bodyguards while dressed as a woman at the debut of my bodyguard career?
I’m filled with anxiety, fearing that Sakimori Reito’s background might acquire a bad reputation in the future.
“Sigh… anyway, let’s get changed…”
I got out of bed and reached for the hanger.
Thinking about what’s to come gives me a headache, but there’s no helping it.
I’ll have to accept this as part of my job.
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