Students on a School Trip
"Hmm!?"
Before I knew it, I was once again on the vast grounds of Sussex Imperial School. I was walking on the way to the clock tower school building.
"Shit! Again!"
I'm starting to get annoyed.
Well, from a mental health perspective, it's easier than being r*ped and having my body eaten and killed in front of my eyes like the Blackbeard pirates did.
However, the difference between this time and Blackbeard is that the culprit is unknown.
On the first lap, I survived for three days, but this time I was killed on the second day.
The second lap was the night of the first day...
The timing of me being killed is completely different.
I think there is some kind of rule, but I don't understand it at all.
That's right!
In times like these, just ask Shiro!
Shiro must have already grasped something!
So, just like the third lap, I headed to the school gates of Sussex Imperial School.
"Wait! Why isn't Shiro here!"
Shiro was unexpectedly absent.
Shiro didn't seem to be grasping anything.
I mean, it's only natural since her memory has been reset.
Shiro in the third lap had a sharp intuition and noticed that I was coming back to the school gate again, but Shiro in the fourth lap, seemed to have a dull intuition.
I have no choice but to head to the headquarters of the Church of Sussex, where the teleportation magic is installed.
The port town of Brighton, where the Sussex Imperial School is located, is also the headquarters of the Church of Sussex, so it is crowded with tourists and pilgrims.
Actually, people keep looking at me.
Yes, I am now a young princess of the Kingdom of Sussex. Rikorit A. Sussex.
When I was Cedric, my face wasn't known well, so I’d been able to walk freely through the city (in order to sneak to erotic shops), but this time I’d ended up showing my face all over the country during the entrance exam for the Sussex Imperial School, via magic hologram
"Isn’t that Rikorit-sama?"
"Now that I think about it, I heard that Rikorit-sama entered Sussex Imperial School!"
"Cute ♡"
"Isn't there anyone accompanying her?"
There's a commotion all over the area.
When I went here, I didn't notice it at all because I was running as fast as I could with Shiro, probably because I was going to be late. However, since I was alone this time, I noticed a lot of people's eyes on me.
I don't know what kind of face I should make as I walk, so for now I walk with a blank look on my face.
In fact, I just want to run away.
However, it is strange to suddenly start running, so the only option is to walk at a constant speed.
Yes, I am the princess of the Kingdom of Sussex.
A princess must keep herself composed at all times.
And this iron mask-like face is important.
The reason is that if I keep quiet, they won't be able to talk to me.
I'm a man myself, so I understand that it's hard to talk to intelligent and beautiful women.
By making myself clear, I am creating an atmosphere that makes it difficult for people to casually talk to me.
[Don't try to talk to me. Absolutely. I don't talk to anyone.]
If I talk to one person, I'm sure to be greeted by an avalanche of city residents, tourists, and pilgrims.
I've experienced it myself, or rather, I've seen it, on a school trip, when a group of students spot a celebrity and one of them has the courage to talk to them, the rest of the students rush in like an avalanche to talk to the celebrity.
And this is Brighton, a tourist destination where the Sussex Church is located.
It is a city full of tourists and pilgrims who are not used to seeing famous people.
In the capital of Sussex, which is a big city, if I were to go out by myself I would be greeted by people, but the people here are mostly country people who have never met famous people.
If I talk to someone even once, they'll start talking with me, and it'll be a disaster.
Even so, there would always be one or two unscrupulous people who would sneak into the crowd and try to touch my breasts or crotch.
I can't stand having my breasts or crotch touched by a man I don't know.
I don't like men.
I love being touched by cute girls, but I have a fear of men.
Also, I don't want a dirty c*ck to be shoved into my asshole.
Well, since I'm a girl right now, I think they're going to have their c*ck shoved into my crack.
So, I passed through the clearing and, with bloodlust brimming in my body, walked briskly towards the headquarters of the Sussex Church.
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