Chapter 247
"It's noisy outside, isn't it? I wonder if sothing happened?"
Clael, who had been drinking tea with Reina in the lounge, furrowed his brows at the commotion coming from outside.
There was a thudding sound like sothing heavy falling, followed by the screams of multiple n.
"What could it be? Maybe snow fell from the roof?"
Reina tilted her head, teacup in hand.
It was still early in the morning. Though the town was already starting to stir, it wasn't a ti for such a ruckus.
"It is a tourist spot, after all. Maybe so rowdy youngsters are just playing around. Reina, please try not to go out alone too much."
"Hehe, understood. Thank you for worrying about ."
Reina gave a shy smile.
Their early morning tea party resud. The two sipped their tea and enjoyed a peaceful mont, occasionally exchanging words.
As they passed the ti like that... Reina's companions and Yurii, who were traveling with them, woke up and ca to the lounge.
"Good morning, Lady Reina, Mr. Byrne."
"Yawn... good morning, Mr. Clael, Reina."
"Good morning, everyone."
"Good morning... Mr. Yurii, please wash your face. Your hair is sticking up too."
The ones who arrived were Reina's three friends—and the female teacher Yurii Kanesta.
The students were all neatly dressed, but Yurii, who should have been their role model, had bedhead and crust in her eyes.
It wasn't an appearance fit for a young woman to be seen in public... but then again, Yurii was a man.
(Well, if it's a male teacher, then it's probably fine... or is it?)
Clael tilted his head with a troubled expression.
The saving grace was that she didn't have stubble. Apparently, Yurii's body didn't grow facial hair, so her mouth area was clean.
Because of that, her masculinity was even further diminished... but Clael didn't want to see facial hair on that face anyway, so he let it slide.
"Breakfast will be ready soon. After that, we'll go skiing. Since we'll be in front of the students, please tidy yourself up."
"Yees... got it. I'll go fix myself up a bit."
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Yurii staggered off toward the restroom.
"Whoa! This is the n's restroom!"
"Hey—wrong one, wrong one!"
"Huh? But I am a man?"
"A-a pervert! Staff! Soone, help!"
From the n's restroom ca the screams of the n who had apparently been inside first.
It seed she was once again being misunderstood. Even soone familiar like Clael could be fooled, so it was no surprise that strangers would be confused.
A hotel staff mber rushed into the n's restroom, and the shouting grew louder.
"No, you've got it wrong! I really am a man! I can prove it, look, look!"
"Wait—don't strip here! There's no way soone like you could be a man!"
"What!? But I really am~~~~~!"
"............"
Clael considered going to help... but was suddenly overwheld by the urge to pretend he didn't know her, and shook his head.
"...It seems Mr. Yurii will need so ti to get ready. Shall we go ahead to the restaurant?"
"Yes, let's go."
"Indeed. Let's be on our way."
"M-Mr. Clael! Help ~~~~~!"
Clael nodded to the students and headed off for breakfast ahead of the others.
He thought he could hear a pained scream from behind... but chose to ignore it.
In the end, Yurii arrived at the restaurant thirty minutes after the buffet-style breakfast had begun.
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