Chapter 15- Punish me~

*CLANG*

Hearing Parkinson slamming the tray on the table, Rhea was startled as she asked, "What happened? Why do you look displeased?"

Hearing her voice, it was like all his agitation melted away as Parkinson slowly sat down and shook his head, "Just some noisy pest. Don't worry about that."

If there was something good about this morning, then it was the fact that Rhea was currently alone, and they could have their time at the breakfast table.

However, just as Parkinson was about to ask if she wanted to taste the pastry he brought, she suddenly got up.

"Where are you going?" Her food was still half finished, which meant she was in a rush.

Rhea apologetically told him, "I have to submit the class report to the teacher before homeroom. Thankfully, Austin is helping me out this time."

Parkinson's eyes widened, "Wait! Are you taking his help? Why?" You could have asked me—he held from uttering the last part, fearing he might let out his possessiveness appear in his voice.

Rhea shrugged, "His management skills and his handwriting are the best in the class, that's why. Okay then."

Seeing Rhea walking away, the glass in Parkinson's hand began to crack, and not so long after, the glass broke into small fragments as Parkinson stared at the entrance of the common hall with his eyes turning blood red.

"Austin...Austin…..Austin…..that fucker….why can't he just…." He was sheathing right now, and whoever saw him decided to take a detour to stay away from the man.

If Morkel had been around, then he surely would have somehow calmed him down. However, he was sent to the nearby town for some reason.

Every second of his life is becoming harder for Parkinson to tolerate that piece of trash named Austin.

His anger seemed now more directed at the Prince rather than Valerie.

'I am gonna kill him…I cannot….no longer….hahahahah!!' Everyone watched in horror as Parkinson began to laugh hysterically.

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Inside the classroom, Rhea could be seen sitting in the front seat, doing her work.

She handed half of the list to Austin, and she would have chosen to sit beside him for efficient work. However, when she saw the purple-haired lady sitting in the back, Rhea chose to sit in the front.

Austin, meanwhile, was writing the report of every student about their attendance in class and during practical lessons, while Valerie handed him the profile according to the name.

Seeing her Lord's hand moving so elegantly on the paper, drawing every letter like an artist creating art, she couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

His fingers are well shaped and his nails always remain finely trimmed. In all her life, she has never met a man who takes care of his appearance so well.

"Staring at me so hard, don't tell me you fell for me." Hearing his voice she immediately moved her gaze away, realizing how she must be making him uncomfortable.

Austin smiled at her as he rested his cheek in his hand, and looked at the girl, "Tell me, Val, aren't you already tired of looking at the same face so many times?"

Her embarrassment soon subdued as she looked at her Lord and slowly shook her head,

"Getting tired while looking at you is simply not possible, my lord. I can sit here and watch you for days."

Austin chuckled—really, when she is honest, she is dangerous for his heart.

Tilting his head a little, he asked, "I have noticed you often call me 'Lord' and hesitate to call me by my name. Why is that?"

Although there is a custom of ladies of royal houses to address their husband as 'Lord,' Valerie isn't married to him, and Austin would never force her to stick to the traditions.

However ..it's a fact that he feels his heart fluttering whenever she softly calls him 'My lord'.

Valerie was shy about confessing it, but as he asked previously, she didn't want to hide things and let it become a source of misunderstanding between them.

"It's the…admiration I have for you that makes me feel a little reluctant to call you by your name."

Austin raised his brows before drawing closer to her and whispering, "Then how about trying something else? Dear or Honey for example?"

Valerie's eyes slowly widened, her cheeks reminiscent of the setting sun as she lowered her eyes and parted her lips,

"....t-that….I-I need…s-some…time to prepare…."

Austin happily chuckled, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and hugged the shy fluff ball of cuteness.

"Valerie, oh Valerie. How adorable can you be?"

Through morning flirting, they finally finished working on the reports and Austin gave it to Rhea, who seemed to be blushing slightly when she received the papers.

"Everything alright?" Austin asked, thinking that she might have a fever.

However, her response made her realize, "You know I am a superhuman too, right…?"

"I guess yeah, that's why you are in this academy?" He plainly stated.

The pink head grumbled before taking the papers from him and saying, "Forget it…you are not someone I can predict anymore."

Austin shrugged as he turned around and headed back to his seat.

Seeing Valerie standing near the desk, he asked, "Can't you just sit beside me?" Although there were rules that one had to sit on the seat assigned to them at the beginning of the semester, Austin really doesn't want to part ways with his fiancée.

Valerie looked troubled. As much as she sticks to rules and regulations most of the time, she also wants to share the seat with her beloved.

Suddenly she had a thought before she assured him, "I will talk to the teacher."

"Hmm? How will you manage?"

Valerie looked hesitant as she said, "As the disciplinarian in charge, I have the right to keep a close eye on the problem child."

Austin mischievously smiled, "So am I now a problem child, eh?"

"N-No…I…don't…"

Austin held her hand and pulled her closer. Wrapping his hand around her slender waist he muttered, "Well, true. For you, I can be quite problematic from time to time. And as a disciplinary officer, I hope you can punish me from time to time."

After that, Valerie spent a whole period in a daze.

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