"Oh? But you do understand that the punishment would be much worse for you than for your master – you aren't protected by the high noble rule."
Surou scoffed, looking down at the black-haired attendant expecting him to back off.
"Zoemi, stop it! It's just a week in my room, what's so bad about it?"
Miriette lowered her back and put her hand on Zoemi's shoulder.
"My prince, if you will forgive my master then I fear no punishment."
The black-haired boy declared without raising his head.
"Zoemi! I told you to stop it!"
Miriette gasped and shook his shoulder – but received no reaction.
|Showoff!|
Surou cringed at the words of the attendant.
For him, it was obvious that the ugly black-haired youth was just faking it.
|Now you've done it! I want to see you back out with your tail between your legs!|
Surou gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes.
"Whipping, a hundred whips on the academy courtyard right after afternoon lectures."
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