I Possessed an Academy Without a Protagonist

Episode 32. Julia (3)

“The weather is great today, miss.”

“It really is.”

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Julia looked out the window with the curtains removed.

I hadn’t eaten dinner yet, so the setting of the sun seemed to signal that summer was slowly approaching.

In addition to that, the withering flowers were telling us that spring was coming to an end.

“Could you bring me a wheelchair?”

“Girl! No way!”

“Yes. Before it’s too late, I’m going to try flower viewing.”

“······································································!

Seeing Yulia with a faint smile, the maid was so moved that she could not continue to speak.

Yulia, who always sat in bed and read a book, was talking about going out on her own.

Unless someone forcibly dragged him out, he was locked up in the room.

“I’ll get it right away!”

“I’m not going anywhere. You can do it slowly.”

Fearing that Julia might change her mind, the maid grabbed her skirt and ran down the hallway while holding it slightly.

It was the desire of not only Liechtenburg but all the employees working in the mansion to give Yulia, who became pale because of her pale face, even a little more sunlight.

“Huhuhuhu. What kind of clothes would you like to wear?”

“Why are you so excited…?”

“Yeah, it’s rare to get a chance to dress a lady out for the day. It’s natural to be happy.”

“············”.

Seeing the maid taking clothes out of the closet, Julia sighed.

Suddenly, Julia was being treated like a changing doll.

It was when the maid thought about it for a long time and then lifted up the white dress.

“I’m going to wear it.”

“Is this? I bought this a while ago, so you probably wouldn’t fit…”

“No. That’s right.”

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Julia said in a determined tone.

could be sure

His body has barely grown over the years.

“Oh my. That’s right.”

“············”.

As she changed her clothes, Yulia felt even more miserable.

Now I’m in a state where I can’t change clothes by myself.

I kept thinking that the lifespan of this body was less than 10 years now.

What is the meaning of this repetitive life?

In this life where I live alone forever.

In this life where you have to be confined in a room for the rest of your life.

Why the hell was I born with this fate?

“Shall we go out now?”

“·······It is.”

Even lamenting about this situation was meaningless.

Because I have already tried everything in my life dozens of times to prevent this reincarnation from repeating itself.

As a result, I found only one thing.

There is no other way than to just adapt to this hellish life.

“Ahh… The cherry blossoms are all gone. Still, there must be some that haven’t fallen yet.”

“············”.

The wheelchair moved forward slowly.

The flowers in the garden, which had been bright not so long ago, had already withered and were lying on the ground.

A deep sigh escaped from Julia’s mouth, who clenched her chin thinking it might have come out for nothing.

It’s been decades since I went out to see flowers.

Had I known this would be the case, I would have been reading a book.

Shall I go back now

That was the moment I thought about it.

He turned his head towards the front door.

And what happened with an unexpected person.

“Girl! Here it is! The flower that has not yet fallen!”

The maid’s words from afar had not already reached Julia’s ears.

All her nerves were focused on the man beyond the front door.

Schlus Heinkel.

It was a boy I had known in a previous life, that is, Julia von Eisburg.

At the time, he was a kid around 10, and I was 20.

Now, on the contrary, when I was a girl of about 10 years old, he had become a young man of 20 years old.

“rate······.”

A trembling voice escaped the man’s mouth.

What would happen from now on was obvious.

Something that had happened so many times that I could not count it was about to happen.

Schlusus seems to have liked the days of his previous life a lot, so the shock I would have received when I died must have been considerable.

the more such a person. The more people close to me in my previous life. The people I run into are more and more frantically obsessed with it.

Now Schulus will hold onto the grate and cry, calling my name over and over again.

Is it Julia von Eisburg? Or is it not that reincarnation?

They’ll riot until the guards try to stop them.

Like everyone who knew me…

“············”.

‘uh?’

However, Schlusus could not finish his words and bit his lips tightly.

It’s as if you accidentally took out a name that shouldn’t be called.

His eyes were still fixed on Julia.

The boy even appeared to be swallowing a cry.

“Girl? Ahhh…!”

The maid, who pulled her head out of the grass belatedly, grasped the situation, and hurried to run.

She immediately covered Julia and stood in front of her.

It was because of Liechtenburg’s orders to never meet Julia with the guests coming today.

The time the carriage will return must have been a long way off, but why is it already…?

Anyway, the maid swallowed her saliva and made up her mind.

I am determined to break the fantasy of that young customer.

The Julia and the young lady you know are completely different people, and I had to cut it off to say the least.

Yes, I would not have believed it, though.

“Hey there. Listen carefully. This guy-“

“I’ve been invited. I’ve got time left, so I came early, would you please let me in?”

“Yes?”

But the words that came out of the young customer’s mouth were unexpected.

She didn’t seem to care about Julia at all. No, it looked like he was ignoring it on purpose.

I’ve heard that you obviously know Julia von Eisburg…

“Are you going to make me stand and wait?”

“Ah, no. Are you Schlus Heinkel?”

“you’re right.”

“Guard. Please open the front door.”

The front door swung open.

Schlusz calmly and leisurely stepped into the garden.

As he moved, the maid moved a little to the side to cover up Julia, but Schlusus just passed Julia and the maid as if he had no interest at all.

It was unfortunate. Maybe Schlus doesn’t remember Julia?

‘Isn’t that possible?’

That naughty kid who came to my room almost every day?

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Julia was puzzled and tilted her head to the side and pulled it out.

Then, beyond the maid, Schlust’s large back appeared.

The little boy had grown up to be like that.

“············”.

Schlus looked back and the two of them met their eyes once more.

There was no emotion in his deadly pale eyes.

It was after a moment of silence.

“Ah! I’m sorry! Master’s not ready yet! Would you like to have tea in the living room and wait?”

“good.”

“I’ll guide you! This way….”

Another maid rushed out of the mansion, and Schlusus turned his head again without saying a word.

In that brief moment, Julia saw it.

Schlust is clenching his teeth.

My lips were bitten by my teeth, and blood was dripping out.

It wasn’t that Schlust didn’t remember me.

He clearly looked at me and remembered Julia from his previous life.

Still, he deliberately pretended not to know her.

‘Then what’s that reaction…?’

I couldn’t understand it at all.

He had repeated his life dozens of times, but this was the first time he had encountered that type of human.

But strangely-

‘But why is my heart so frustrated?’

An unknown frustration was weighing down on her now.

With a faint and tingling sensation, Yulia grabbed the hem of her chest. Make sure the clothes are wrinkled.

It was a feeling I had never felt in my life.

It was a feeling I could never understand.

…so it was confusing.

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“I’ll call the master. Please wait a moment.”

“············”.

It was only after the maid left the room that my upright posture collapsed as if my pulse had loosened.

Perhaps it was the influence of agitation, the sight and hearing were turned off and on repeatedly, and his hands were shaking.

“Nonsense······.”

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Julia was reincarnated into the Liechtenburg family?

Does this make sense? Apparently, Julia’s surname was not revealed in the original story…

f*ck off. That’s why.

Since we haven’t decided on Julia’s surname, it’s not strange if Julia is the daughter of any family.

Even Yulia rarely goes out of the room by setting and doesn’t affect the story at all, so even the younger sister of the heroine Erika doesn’t have any problem with the probability…

I couldn’t really imagine.

I never thought that I would meet Julia in a place like this.

If possible, I never wanted to see you.

forever. until the ending.

But why are you suddenly jumping out of here?

“It’s crazy really…

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Julia’s appearance was exactly what I had imagined.

That fine black hair. small hands. to the sharp eyes.

Every element closely resembled him. no it was the same

I wonder if she wasn’t like this when she was young.

And that appearance caused a lot of emotional agitation in me than I could have imagined.

Knowing that it wasn’t him. My body was willing to be deceived even though it was obvious that it was a fake modeled after him.

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Just like the day I first met him, my heart was pounding and my hands and feet were sweating.

If possible, I wanted to be deceived even by reason.

Then it would be more convenient.

It wouldn’t hurt my heart like this.

“You came early.”

“ah.”

Then, the door opened and a soft voice was heard.

He seemed to know who he was without raising his head.

“This is Erica’s mother, Irene von der Liechtenburg.”

Liechtenburg Mrs.

He was an iron man of Liechtenburg who served as deputy count and head of state.

I jumped up and met her.

No matter how unprofessional the concept is, I tend to show minimal courtesy.

As I had learned from Emilia, as I was about to get down on my knees to kiss the back of my hand, the woman handed me her hand.

It was a handshake.

It is said that a handshake is a greeting from an equal standpoint. Why is a woman who hates commoners shaking hands with me…?

“Nice to meet you. Thank you very much for inviting me to dinner today.”

“No. You saved my life. I have received a favor that is difficult to repay over the course of my life.”

No matter how much she hated commoners, she was fortunate to be a woman who was sensible.

At least for today, I will treat you with the utmost respect as a guest.

Forget about Julia and go get a delicious meal or a full meal.

“Can I call you Schlus-kun?”

“That’s right, Ms.”

“Yes. Schlusz-kun did you know a person named Julia von Eisburg?”

“············”.

f*ck off.

As soon as I try to forget it, I’ll bring it back.

I found out today for the first time that Schlus knew Julia.

Because ‘memory of my own body’ was forcibly activated earlier, and Schlusz’s memory seemed hazy.

It was Julia sitting on the bed reading a book, and Schlusus looking at the book with a smile while unable to read the letters.

It seems they were quite close.

Are all these amazing coincidences?

“Yes.”

“Let me be straight-forward. The daughter I saw in the garden a while ago is a completely different person from Julia von Eisburg.”

“Yes, I know.”

“Oh, you know?”

“Yulia-sama is dead. I saw it with my own eyes.”

I saw it with my own eyes.

He confirmed it by touching his cold hand.

how many times Surely.

that the guy is dead

“Obviously they were similar, but that’s all.”

No matter how infinitely similar a girl is, it is not a girl.

“Dead people don’t come back alive. Unless I’m crazy, I can’t think of your daughter as the deceased.”

I think it’s half crazy.

Even though I knew it wasn’t, when I saw Julia and thought that she was a guy, my body misunderstood.

“······· Excuse me.”

“No. You must have been offended. If there is someone who looks at your daughter with the deceased.”

“Shulus-kun was relieved that he didn’t.”

not to do that.

I am that guy.

“Mrs. Dinner is ready.”

“Then shall we go to the restaurant? Erica is waiting for you.”

“Yes. That’s right. Maybe the other daughter I met earlier…?”

“Oh, he has a stomachache. He says he can’t eat now.”

thank god.

I don’t want to see that face again.

But at the same time as relief, my heart ached.

Thinking I’ll never see that face again…

As I walked down the long hallway, I suppressed my agitation as much as I could.

Now I had to forget everything and be nervous.

The purpose of coming here today is not just to receive a meal.

There is something that needs to be negotiated against the iron man.