I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 2-22. Hey, Ouga-Kun… Could You Be… A Perv?

After all, she’s also a lightning mage like Frone of Thunder from Misosona.

“Frankly… we lost purely on speed. Their [Thunder] was faster than mine. They must’ve trained a lot.”

“So, you lost in a straight-up battle of speed?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

Reina’s strong sense of responsibility was rooted here.

She’d been regretting losing the speed match ever since.

“I’ve spent the past year working to improve my [Thunder]. But, honestly, I can’t say I’m guaranteed to win.”

If I trust her, simply saying “I’ll leave it to you” would be the right answer.

But that’s a shallow, feel-good excuse. A gamble.

If she loses again, the wound would go even deeper—a trauma that could affect her career.

In that case, someone else should shoulder it.

And luckily, this time there’s an irregular anomaly: me.

For Misosona, there are two big surprises in store.

One, we have Alice, a pro at countering mages.

And two, I’ve received training from Alice.

“So, let’s let them take the first move, and we’ll go with a counter-strategy.”

“…Is that okay?”

“Yes, I can definitely lead the two of you to victory… if you’ll trust me with this responsibility.”

“I agree. Ouga-kun never fails, after all.”

“‘I never go back on my word.’”

“Exactly.”

With a pat on Mashiro’s head, I met Reina’s gaze.

“Reina. Let me bear your burden too.”

“…Understood. I’ll trust you, Ouga-kun.”

“Alright, then let’s figure out the combinations for after the counter.”

“In case they switch strategies, let’s prepare a few patterns.”

“And if Ouga-kun fails… I suppose we don’t need to worry about that, right?”

“…You’re really starting to understand me, Reina.”

“Of course. After all, Ouga-kun has taught me many things, hands-on.”

“Ouga-kun… are you… a perv?”

“Reina, don’t put it like that. Mashiro, it’s a misunderstanding, stay calm.”

“I don’t mind, honestly.”

…Wait, you don’t mind? No, no, that’s not good.

If I respond, I’ll just out myself as desperate.

Shaking my head, I cleared my mind.

“Alright! Let’s keep refining this before the match!”

“Ohhh!!”

“Yeah!!”