Controlled Intervention

"Are the two of you perhaps… lovers?" 

The words of one of Rey's classmates echoed in the air, followed by a bunch of other excited statements and questions from the others. 

They had wide, sparkling eyes as they asked the shameless question, and Rey watched all of this with a slight sigh of relief—a far cry from his expression the previous time such a question was raised to him.

Right now, he was seated on his chair, surrounded by the students of Class 1-A, and they were practically bombarding him with questions.

Looking beside him, he could see that Lucielle was also going through her own interrogation by the absurdly perverted girls.

Everything was perfectly in place.

'Whew! That was a close one…' Rey thought to himself, his fingers brushing against his lips as he remembered what happened prior to this moment.

Or rather, what was supposed to happen.