PMZ 054 – The Principal likes the pun.

As I started to make my way back, I found the principal slumped over in a corner of the hallway.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m dying…….”

“Oh, no! What? Do you feel any pain? Do you have any idea why?”

“My stomach hurts… I’m afraid… I-I’m laughing too much…….

What’s with the weird accent!?

It’s not like anyone is telling you to go that far! What more! In addition to being easily fooled, Luke also revealed that he likes older women, and that was the funniest thing I’ve ever heard.”

I was seriously worried for nothing.

Perhaps this useless adult is the one who needs to be disciplined the most at this school.

Almost unconsciously, I placed the tip of my heel against the Principal’s crouched back and put my weight on it.

“Ouch, that hurts! That hurts! I’m sorry, but it would feel better if it was a little more on the side of my shoulder blades.”

“Stiff shoulders? If that’s the case, wouldn’t a whip be more effective on your trapezius muscles?”

“No, it doesn’t. At any rate, I made the wrong decision with Alish…, but I now fully understand that Ellie is capable of dealing with any kind of crazy situation. I’ll let you in and out of the academy as you please.”

“Do you realize that you were being rash? Please don’t abuse me too much.”

As I recall, in my queen’s education, we had to practice eating gracefully with a smile no matter how strange the food was served.

It was an education to ensure that we would not be disrespectful to foreign countries with different food customs, but I feel that it has changed its form and now I am forced to eat the reckless requests as much as possible.

The principal stood up and talk while fixing his jacket.

“… Now, I think the class is about to end. Ellie, I know this is a bit of a back-and-forth order, but we need to go to the teachers’ office to meet them before the next class starts. We’ll introduce you to the students afterward.”

“Yes, sir. Are you going to introduce me as Ellie to the teachers?”

“Hmmm… Yes, you’re right. I do need to consider that; the teachers might be happy to know that you’re Alisha. It’ll also make it easier for them to get on the same page.”

“Oh, and you know what? I’ve been told I’m an auntie. I don’t want my fiancé to see me like that.”

“Are you a maiden?”

“I am a maiden.”

“… Don’t worry then, you don’t look like an old lady. It’s just girl scorn at you. Ah, it’s your job to lecture her that ladies aren’t supposed to use that kind of language.”

“is it?”

“Yeah. If you’re really worried, why don’t you wear less makeup? It’ll make it easier for people to focus their gazes at your hair and glasses and they will still less likely to notice.”

“So we’re going to continue with this?”

“You’ve already done it anyway, so it can’t be helped. I’m sure the girls are spreading the word about Ellie in the classroom right now.”

Damn it.

That bizarre deed is spreading.

I feel like it’s probably emphasized ten times more than the actual truth.

This is because that’s what rumors are all about.

“It’s all my fault, isn’t it …? I understand. Let’s just go on with it.”

“I think that would be the best course for this situation.”

And just like that, another page of my youth’s black history is added…

Then I went to the teacher’s office to greet them and explain the situation, I was welcomed with open arms by them. It is said that sometimes noble people from other countries come to study abroad, requesting that their detailed identities be kept secret, and I seem to fit into that category.

However, this was the first time that it was a foreigner from his home country. {unclear, the raw is literally like this}

I guess so.

Anyway, they said they would help me hide my identity.

As I quickly lightened my makeup, the bell rang and I went to greet each classroom alongside the principal.

There are three classes in each grade, so six classes in total.

We started with the first graders first.

“Oh, this is my relative, Ellie, who has agreed to be our temporary classroom assistant. She’s a relative of mine, and she’s going to assist me in the classroom.

You’re all going to be in for a rough ride so be prepared for that.

Ellie, please introduce yourself.”

“My name, Ellie. to meet you all, nice.”

I could feel the principal’s shoulders twitching next to me.

As soon as I walked out of the classroom, he said, “You idiot! Don’t do that! What would you do if I burst out laughing in front of the students?” I was seriously scolded.

But the die had already been cast.

I don’t care what happens to the dignity of the principal who holds the title of duke’s younger brother.

“I’ve already done it, so it can’t be helped. It would be unnatural if I do not gradually become more and more confident in my speech.”

“You’re adapting in a weird way, …I’m not sure I can keep my laughing in your fiancé’s class. …I want to get used to this, so let’s make that class our last.”

I think he’s a really messed up adult since he’s falling for the tricks he’s played on himself.

If he were a hunter, he would have been trapped before his prey. I can’t help but worry about the future of this school.

Luke and Hayato seemed to be in different classes, so I went into Luke’s classroom first.

The moment I entered the classroom, the buzzing classroom became silent…

I could feel Luke’s hot gaze on me, maybe I really shouldn’t be exposed like this.

But I had secretly made up my mind to fix my step-brother’s behavior. So, I repeated that weird self-introduction once again.

TL note:

Ok, I rewrite a lot of sentences so the joke can make sense in English, for people who read the raw… forgive me, but you must admit that the joke won’t fit the English word that well. One thing I could promise that the full meaning won’t deviate that much from the original.


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3 Responses

  1. Luna says:

    im just imagining that alicia looks like jessica rabbit but with curly hair whens shes in disguise now wwww

  2. Uni says:

    I think what she’s getting at is that it’ll be the first time that the school will have a foreigner that’s actually from their own country, hahah.

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