NOVPUB"You guys are idiots, I swear!"
Turning their eyes to the side, they found Lillian stomping towards them with an irritated expression. She had a reason to, after all.
Standing before them, she pointed towards Beatrice scoldingly.
"Are you not the Student Council President? A position such as that should be taken with more seriousness! What are you doing picking fights so suddenly!?"
She then turned towards Marionette, swiping her finger toward and pointing towards her as well.
"And you! Why did you suddenly attack her so impulsively?!"
Lillian folded her arms, tapping her foot as she stared up at the two women of taller stature.
Beatrice scratched the back of her head, finding Lillian's words to be right. She should've been thinking about her position.
As for Marionette. She didn't seem to be in the slightest bit remorseful. Instead, she looked slightly pissed of at being interrupted from beating the Council President into a pulp.
The Assassin opened her mouth and said:
"It's both of your faults. I'm still innocent." She huffed, looking away from Lillian, who stared at her intently.
"Huuuh!? What did I do?!"
"Tsk..."
Beatrice watched their exchange and smirked. She walked over to Lillian's side, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulled her in.
"Don't you remember~? How we passionately learnt how to kiss alone in the library?"
Lillian scrutinised her face. Her eye twitched at her words, "Please reword tha—!"
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt Marionette's hand wrap itself around her arm, pulling her off to the side and dragging her away.
"W-wha—! H-hey, Marionette, not too hard!"
Lillian pleaded but was left on deaf ears as Marionette continued to pull her away from where they were previously.
Beatrice watched this happen with a chuckle, and once they had turned around the corner, she glanced around the corridor she was in.
"So, are you going to come out now? I believe I had upheld my end of the bargain."
Slam...!
She looked off to the side, staring at a classroom door that had slid open. Coming out of it was a blonde-haired man with a slouching posture and a tired expression.
It was Reph.
With his hands in his pockets, he strolled over to the Student Council President. Once reaching her, he pulled out a Spatial ring. 𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝒐𝙢
"Here's your payment."
Beatrice pinched the metal rings of the ring, staring at it curiously before pocketing it. She then turned back towards the Prince and said:
"I'm quite pleased you held your side."
"Are you... Doubting a Royal Family member?" Reph blinked at her before letting out a yawn as he scratched the back of his head.
Beatrice shook her head. "I am not. I was merely seeing if the political rumours going around were true to an extent or not."
"... We're in an enclosed realm." Reph stared at her weirdly, "I'd be foolish to make any enemies here."
Beatrice shrugged, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear, "I suppose you are right. But some of the students in the Academy think otherwise in the name of fun."
"... Met those types of people on duty before?"
"Plenty. But anyway, I'm surprised someone like yourself is willing to play cupid."
Reph stared at her silently before sighing, "Not my greatest moment. But I'm willing to secure my well-being here. And it wasn't exactly my idea to begin with."
"Oh~? And whose idea was it?"
"... I'm not going to disclose such an information."
"... Is that so? Then are you willing to disclose how you knew to be in that exact classroom?"
Reph turned around, facing his back to Beatrice and saying before leaving:
"I didn't... I just kept switching classes."
***
"W-woa—! Hey—!"
BAM!
Lillian's back was pushed up against the wall. Following that, a hand slammed into the spot beside her head.
She stared at the woman behind this act and found her staring at her with a look that could only be described as...
"You've got a lot of nerves... Lillian Ker Arius..."
... Jealousy...
"To be so... Chummy... With that despicable woman... Especially when you have me... As your Friend..." Marionette hissed, pinning the white-haired girl up the wall, who shivered slightly at her words.
Lillian briefly frowned before smiling nervously, "H-hey... Marionette... Should you really be doing this in such a conspicuous place? This is the Academy's hall, after all... What if someone were to walk—"
Marionette frowned before leaning in and firmly whispering into the girl's ear:
"Answer my question, Lillian..."
Lillian flinched at the hot hair being blown into her ear, whilst also noticing how dark the small and empty corridor they were in became. It also felt colder than before, even suffocating.
She thought about Marionette's words and couldn't help but notice something.
'That isn't even a question!'
Once she thought this, she soon had to clasp her hand over her mouth to hold back a shaky moan.
Marionette's wet and soft lips strongly pressed against the side of her neck, brushing over the hickey that was still on her neck.
Lillian felt stimulated.
'How did I get myself in this situation!?'
Her face twitched as Marionette pecked the side of her neck, hugging her body tightly with an obvious sign of possessiveness in her movements. Especially the way she rubbed her body against the Rabbit.
However, before she could do anything more, Lillian pushed her back by the shoulder.
With her lips detached from Lillian's neck, her frown grew bigger. But it softened once she stared at the addictive blush on Lillian's flushed face.
Lillian let out a ragged breath as she calmed herself down, clutching the Assassin's shoulder unconsciously.
She didn't mind if the Assassin did these sorts of things at home, but doing this when someone could be walking by was a bit...
"S-stop... N-not here..."
As Lillian said this, Marionette's face seemed to morph into one of discomfort at her words.
Lillian watched as the Assassin placed her hand over hers, which was still on the woman's shoulder.
She then heard her say in a voice that was... Shaky?
"Fine..."
Marionette clutched Lillian's hand tighter, as she stared at her with eyes that seemed to have lost their lustre a bit.
With her lips stretched into a thin line and shaking slightly, she asked:
"But answer me this..."
