Extroverts who see the world through an agape lens might think differently, but people naturally categorize others when interacting with them.
Family, friends, people who aren’t quite friends but close enough, acquaintances, coworkers whose nas you barely rember—dividing people into these categories isn’t coldhearted. It’s just common sense for functioning in society. If soone claims otherwise, they probably haven’t had much real-world experience.
This kind of classification is necessary to maintain comfortable relationships. Rather than instantly treating soone like a close friend, it’s better to assess the person from a distance and approach them gradually. That way, future awkwardness can be avoided.
Besides, having clear categories makes it easier to know who to contact when you need help—or when you want to offer help.
Of course, school was a bit different. The only ti students had to assess benefits and losses was in academics, and even then, grades were personal achievents that couldn’t be negotiated.
Other than that, there was no need for calculations. You could get along with almost anyone you t. Schools naturally gathered students from the sa district, aning there wasn’t extre economic disparity within the sa ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) academic year. Since everyone was around the sa age, they could easily interact.
The problem was that this world’s academy didn’t work like that.
"Alright, you and I have always spoken formally to each other, and I don’t feel any sense of distance because of it. We both say whatever we want to each other anyway."
Charlotte dropped the hand she had been holding to her forehead and placed it on her hip.
"But not everyone is like us, right? If a princess suddenly starts speaking casually to so people while keeping formal speech with others, it feels like she’s deliberately building walls between them."
If it were about my friends, then yes, I was building walls. I had done so even when I spoke formally to everyone.
"...Basically, people are afraid of you. If you’re going to build walls, at least don’t make them too high."
Alice shot a sharp remark when I continued to look clueless.
"Think about your image. You seem to have forgotten, but you were once one of the most feared figures among the empire’s nobles. And now, you’re the only one who’s still out in the open."
Ah.
I see now.
Just because the academy and schools had a similar system didn’t an "academy = school."
This was an institution for nobles. And if you went to the separated classes, there were commoners, too.
Even without considering the noble-commoner divide, there were huge disparities in status even among the nobles.
So had bitter rivalries, so had relationships akin to master and vassal... It was far too different from a normal school setting.
"It’s good that you’ve been relaxing more lately, but don’t let your guard down too much. You should at least rember the basics."
"......."
Alice’s words were so logical that I couldn’t think of a good response.
"So, what should I do?"
"That’s easy."
Before Charlotte could answer, Claire cut in.
"Just start talking casually to everyone. Simple, right?"
"......."
The three of us fell silent.
Alice, who had been reprimanding just monts ago, and Charlotte, who had started this whole conversation, now seed unsure.
They had brought it up themselves, but hearing the idea spoken out loud made them realize just how unnatural it sounded.
Sylvia Fangryphon, speaking casually to everyone in the academy...
Even I couldn’t picture that.
"But honestly, there’s no other way."
After thinking for a long while, Alice finally spoke again.
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"Yeah. It’s not like we can tell you to go back to speaking formally to everyone again."
"I wouldn’t want that either."
Charlotte and Claire chid in.
"So... I should just start talking casually to everyone starting today?"
"......."
There was a brief silence before they all nodded.
Claire was the only one smiling as if it was the most natural thing in the world, while Alice and Charlotte looked slightly uneasy.
No, seriously—what exactly do they want from ?
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I decided to go along with what the three of them had said.
However, I didn’t imdiately apply this change to the entire academy all at once.
I started with those around first. That way, the shock would be a little less intense.
"So, Charlotte, from today on, I’ll talk casually with you."
"I thought you said you were only matching my speech because I spoke formally? Well, I suppose that’s fine."
Charlotte spoke with her usual prim tone, but she accepted it without any visible shock. No, in fact, she was smiling brightly as she said it.
"Of course, I’ll continue speaking the way I always have. I speak this way to everyone, after all."
"Of course."
I nodded at Charlotte’s words.
Honestly, it felt incredibly awkward. I truly considered Charlotte a friend, and that was a genuine feeling, but this felt like when you finally switch to informal speech with a coworker you’ve beco close with.
Not that I’d ever actually done that before. I was just guessing that’s how it would feel.
Still, it wasn’t a bad feeling.
Alright, ti to apply it to the next friend.
Just in ti, Sophia was returning to class, having stepped out for a bit during lunch.
"Sophia, hey."
"...What?"
The mont I greeted her, Sophia froze in place, gripping the doorfra stiffly.
Then, instead of stepping into the classroom, she backed out through the doorway.
"What’s going on? What is happening? What are you thinking? Are you planning to use for sothing? Was it just my delusion that we were actually friends?"
She started spouting all sorts of strange things.
"......."
"You should have just spoken casually from the beginning."
I turned to Charlotte for help, but she let out a deep sigh.
"Hmm... I think you just missed your timing."
Alice tried to comfort , but honestly, it wasn’t much help.
"It’s fine, Sophia. Just co sit down for now."
At Claire’s words, Sophia hesitated before reluctantly returning to her seat.
Her desk was in the sa place, but she had subtly moved her chair slightly away from .
"So, my sister decided to be a little closer to people now. That’s why she’s switching to casual speech with everyone."
"Don’t."
Sophia cut off with a firm look.
"Don’t do that."
And she emphasized it again.
...Okay, saying it like that kind of stung.
"I nearly had a heart attack just now. If the people around hadn’t reacted normally, I would’ve fled straight to the Holy Nation."
The Holy Nation was far away, and even if she tried, Belvur’s army was occupying the place.
Honestly, staying in the empire seed like the safer option for her, but I decided not to say that out loud.
"It’s only because I’ve known you all for a long ti and could gauge the situation based on your reactions that I managed to keep my cool. But if anyone with a weaker heart had been here, they might have actually suffered a heart attack on the spot."
What, am I so kind of grim reaper?
"Hmm... but why? My sister isn’t that scary."
At Claire’s words, Alice, Charlotte, and Sophia all turned to stare at her at the sa ti.
They all had the sa expression—one that seed to be questioning whether she had lost her mind—but realizing that it was Claire, they quickly gave up and turned back to instead.
"...Maybe it’s your expression?"
Alice murmured, resting her chin on her hand.
"That could definitely be a big factor."
Charlotte nodded seriously.
"It’s not just that, but yeah, your expression plays a major role."
Sophia added, backing them up.
"What’s wrong with my expression?"
I asked, and Alice gave a serious look.
"I’ve trained for years to understand your expressions, but most people haven’t. Whether you’re speaking formally or casually, if you keep that sa blank face and monotone voice, people will still find you intimidating."
"...So, should I just smile when I greet people?"
"If you do that, their hearts might seize up from the shock, and they could suffer a brain hemorrhage on the spot."
What the hell is she even saying at this point?
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