After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me

30 – A bad servant lives in the poor widow’s house.

“…Hey Ian.”

“Huh?”

“Do you still like Lena Roswell? A lot?”

I plan to hide as much as possible about Lina Roswell.

The reason was simple.

No matter how much you criticize Lina with Pongpong’s body, she will rather only see her own loss.

But should I hide the details about Lina from Danya?

Ian pondered for a while.

Then he lightly shook his head.

“No. I don’t like it.”

“So Rina and you are not on good terms right now?”

Serious voice.

Her Ian looked at her.

Danya’s eyebrows gathered in the middle as if worried.

The look on her face reminded her that she didn’t have to hide it.

“I can’t say we’re on good terms.”

“Enough to fight?”

“Yes.”

There was silence for a while.

What is Danya thinking?

She’s fiddling with her own fingers.

She struggles to open her mouth.

“I was debating whether or not to tell you, but I thought you should know too. I think Lina tried to attack you in the first place? Oh, I’m not sure about this. It didn’t seem like it, I guess.”

From Danya’s point of view, it would have been difficult for her to say.

A situation in which she has to tell Pongpong, who was madly in love with Lina, that she might have attacked you. Even if the target is Lina Roswell, who is said to be nicer than anyone else, well. She can’t help but be truly grateful.

“I see. Thank you.”

And I was curious at the same time.

Why are you so good at it? Do.

When I asked, she answered like this.

“Oh, don’t get me wrong, listen?”

“Tell me.”

“I, I…”

Gulp. Danya swallowed her saliva.

Bite her lip a couple of times.

Friggling her fingertips.

She lowered her head and lifted it back up, staring at her face.

Then she declared loudly.

“I trust you more than Rina!”

Maybe his expression was a bit puzzled?

Danya poured out her words as if to make an excuse.

“Well, I’m not saying what to do! Rather than trusting you completely, I’m saying you’re more trustworthy than Lina. Huh? Just know it! Huh!”

Why is it so hard to say what you believe in?

Ian tilted her head, but honestly thanked her.

That

A heroine who is popular no matter what she does. The villains of the Shalam Church with overwhelming power.

And above all, the fact that the story is changing little by little because of him.

It felt like a huge wall was in front of me.

Of course, it’s not that I don’t have the confidence to get through it. It’s just that the size of the work in front of my eyes was so great that it was overwhelming.

By the way.

Seeing Danya telling me that she believes in me, the vagueness for some reason disappeared. Is it a sense of security that we have the same side?

‘I’ll accept it anyway.’

It is inevitable that the story will change. Of course, I have no desire to play an active part in the storyline, nor do I have any intention to actively intervene. But.

‘I’ll be able to change the flow by a little by the side.’

Keep the big flow with minimal intervention. And make a small profit.

Like saving Danya, who must have disappeared from the story due to the dungeon explosion in ‘Battle Training Practice’. Actually… Ian did nothing but arouse Yulan’s curiosity.

“Well, what are you thinking over the answer like that! Say something!”

As if Danya could be saved by suffering a little more

“Not bad.”

Ian muttered involuntarily.

Although Danya was somewhat misunderstood.

“Me, isn’t that bad? Is that a sentiment?”

“Yeah. Not bad.”

“My, how hard I’ve said it! It’s barely a bad thing! Consider it an honor! Say thank you, Danya, kid!”

Ian put his hand on Danya’s excited head.

She even messed it up a few times.

Her ears are soft against the back of her hand.

“What are you doing all of a sudden? Of course I believe in you.”

“Everything, of course?”

“Isn’t that obvious? You said colleague.”

Push shuk-.

Danya lowered her reddened face.

I wonder if you heard the last words, but isn’t it important?

Looking at the wagging tail must make you feel bad, that’s what Ian thought.

It’s just that the act of believing has a deeper meaning than you think. Ian didn’t even consider that.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

A colleague you can trust and rely on.

Not only to fight the heroine, but also to survive, at least one person is necessary.

If you have the potential of Danya, you will become a big player with a little tweaking, and if you make contact with the Ketsunesia clan, there are many things that will help you in many ways.

I didn’t even do any calculations like that. Really.

At some point, the charged Lunar regained its full silver color.

The moon just before it is completely full is clear.

The first act of the scenario was approaching.

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As with most story-type gacha games, the scenarios of Fanta X Arca are quite large.

In addition to that, thanks to the development team who made large-scale updates every quarter, the depth and variety of the story is comparable to that of a full-length novel.

It’s just that it became a filter for newbies thanks to the rapidly increasing difficulty level toward the second half, but it became a good content for old people to chew and chew.

The first chapter of such a scenario is [Chapter 1 Traces of Darkness]

In the first chapter, the player must recognize the existence of one of the great villains, the Shalam Bridge, and stop them from doing what they do in the academy.

The combat training practice is the prologue to the first chapter.

The clear condition is ‘survive’.

‘I managed to clear it somehow.’

The first chapter, ‘Act 1, The Night of the Full Moon’ begins soon after.

The feature of this story is that the main villain of the story changes every episode. Originally, it would be quite difficult to find the villain, but Ian seemed to know who it was.

“Thank you very much.”

Nodding off.

[ Clinical Magical Pharmacy – Suji Dismal ]

Leaving behind the nameplate attached to the lab door, Ian left the professor’s research building.

The scenery of Lichten Academy, rather quiet for a weekday.

The Lichten Academy announced that it would investigate what happened during the combat training practice behind the scenes.

But Ian knows. The fact that there are already bad guys deeply rooted within Lichten Academy.

The incident will be covered up as an unavoidable accident that occurred during training.

One peculiarity is that even the reward(?) For Lina Roswell, who accidentally killed the black student thanks to her, seems to end with the professors praising her.

Anyway.

A temporary suspension of classes given to the cadets by Lichten Academy in exchange for the incident.

The cadets who are excited about the tidal weekday break will go out to the city and forget about the pain and be busy playing.

“No, if you’re not going to class, will you refund the tuition fee? Isn’t it a loss for students if you don’t take class?”

A long weekday break.

After stopping by the research faculty building for a while, Ian headed to the library.

I let out a small sigh.

“Haa. You need to take classes to improve your skills.”

I was able to reach the library in no time as I walked with the sound of being beaten if another cadet heard it.

As always, the cold librarian welcomes you here. Isn’t it welcome? Anyway.

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“Do you know anything about Shalam Bridge?”

“……”

Forgot, forgot.

The librarian, who blinked slowly twice, opened his mouth.

“I don’t believe in religion.”

Thung.

Ian, who accidentally knocked down the desk without my knowledge, hurriedly leaned toward the librarian at the gaze of those around him, saying, ‘Didn’t that bastard receive home training to be quiet in the library?

“…What the hell do you think of me?”

A distance so close that you can feel your breath.

Eyelashes like pure white snow,

After blinking, blinking, blinking a couple of times, he opened his mouth slightly.

“Confession, rejection.”

You’re still sharp today.

If Sylvia is the type to put up heavy stone fastballs and just have to endure that moment, this librarian has an image that seems to judge people objectively, which is more scratchy.

Is it like being evaluated by artificial intelligence?

An excuse flowed from Ian’s mouth.

“No, what I said ‘what do you think of me’ is not a confession line…”

As she made her excuses, the book she was reading caught her eye.

[ A bad attendant lives in the poor widow’s house. ]

The cover of a servant wearing a servant’s uniform and holding a whip caught my eye.

It was slightly covered with another book, but it looks a bit distorted when guiding.

‘I’ll take care of you only once, really.’

No matter how angry you are, you should respect your taste.

Ian sighed and swallowed the excuse.

“Enough. Tell me some books related to Shalam Bridge.”

“Here.”

He handed out a neatly written memo, as if he had already written it down. I was about to turn around when I heard a small voice.

“Shalam Bridge is dangerous.”

“Are you worried?”

Hwihwi.

She shook her head slightly.

It hurts her heart because she looked so sincere.

“So what?”

“Information is tainted.”

It’s information pollution.

I wanted to ask what it meant, but she was already focused on the book.

‘Did you read it openly? That…’

The valet holding the whip pictured on the cover of the book didn’t seem to allow any more questions.

I walked towards the bookshelf holding the guidance note.

Check information about Shalam Bridge.

Establish a plan to sell the information you have.

And the collection of items in preparation for the first act and the promise with Danya.

There are no classes, but it’s a particularly busy day.