The boy had cried for a long time. The whole time, I had stroked his blue hair. It was soft and fluffy, like a kitten's. I like kittens...

Matching blue eyes bore into mine and he spoke.

"What's your name? I'm Caspian Lyria. Third grade, class Z. It's a pleasure to meet you by the way," He smiled and I froze in shock.

Caspian Lyria? 

No... No... This can't be happening, how could I be so stupid? I should have realised earlier, pretty blue eyes and blue hair as well as lying in the middle of a garden alone and upset! This was an H.H.M (Heroine Harem Member) aka a death flag. But he looked different from the game, even more handsome!

Why world? All the people I want to avoid somehow end up in my messed up life!

Wait, crap, what was his question? My age? Magic? Class? I DO NOT KNOW!!!

'Name Amar. He asked your name' Thank god for Arty, pun intended. I heard him chuckle over the link and I almost frowned out loud (If you can do that?)—almost. 

I let out a shaky breath, smiling.

"Amaryllis. Amaryllis is my name."

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Did I do something? Why does she look so worried? Has she heard of me? And I had finally found someone who didn't care about who I was.

But regardless of that, she had a pretty name. A really cute flower name. Amaryllis are nice flowers. Father always said Mother enjoyed them...

I smiled at her. She glanced up at me with flushed cheeks. How adorable.

Now that I looked at her, I realised how small she actually was. At first, I thought she was a bit shorter than the average woman but now she seemed even tinier. Maybe it was because I was tall, but all the noble girls from home were taller than her.

She looked like a perfect fit for my arms.

It made her all the cuter. 

I wonder if she has a fiancé? Who am I kidding, of course, she has one. After all, what man wouldn't chase after such a fine woman? I bet one day, whole kingdoms will have their downfall because of this beauty. 

She looked worried, glancing down at a watch on her pale wrist. I looked down at it too. Is that... is that made of a high-ranking spirit beast crystal? There are very few of them in the world, only the fairy kingdom and Argonda have over one; even my own kingdom is not in possession of one.

Who really is this mysterious girl?

She leapt up from her chair, face turning to worry. "Crap, crap, crap! The opening ceremony starts in a couple of minutes so how am I meant to get there?!" A few more mumbles under her breath and a glance at me. I chuckled.

Funny girl.

Grabbing her hand, I started to speedily walk away while pulling her along. "Come, we'll be fine." Though she was attempting to pull her little hand away, I refused to let her. After a bit, she resigned to her fate and got dragged along by me.

The bell chimed just as we reached outside. Turning to her, I saw a grateful smile. Amaryllis dropped into a graceful curtsey, profusely thanking me.

With a quiet goodbye, she slid into the banquet hall.

What a strange woman.

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Caspian was nice and all, but I'd prefer to not die. I was already going to have to spend a lot of time with him—we are in the same class after all. Even so, I'd prefer to raise the least amount of death flags as possible.

But he had really soft hair... Like a kitty....

No Amaryllis, snap out of it! That guy—along with the rest of the H.H.M squad—will lead you to your demise! Must stay away at all costs, no matter how pretty, charming and appealing they are and how much they feel like a kitten...

Arty's presence appeared in my head. 'Amaryllis. If it helps, I'll be here for you. I won't forget to remind you, promise.' I nodded, replying with a grateful thank you before shooing him off. After Eshai and Varyllis had found out about Arty's presence, I had become more cautious. Apparently powerful people had the ability to sense him when he spoke and appeared, this was just a precaution.

And there certainly were powerful people in the hall. I could feel it.

An almost headache-inducing power was felt from the front. It made me feel weaker at the knees—almost nauseous. Looking around, I noticed no one else seemed to be feeling it. The thing was, their powers were a heavy deal weaker than mine so why don't they seem to feel it?

I looked towards the front, my eyes being drawn to the bishounen standing in the centre of the stage. He was draped in expensive clothing that from memory—only the headmaster possessed. Why and how was such a young looking man the headmaster? Unless of course... Magic.

That was the only possibility.... right?

I admit, I stared. This man wasn't a death flag... I think.

But he reminded me of a certain someone. His features were quite a bit similar to that rogues... I'm sure it's just a coincidence.

His eyes scanned the crowd, stopping on me and a smirk pulled at his lips—and yes, I was around near to the front of the hall, away from all the others in my grade for some reason—and I felt my cheeks heat up.

No Amaryllis, this man is the headmaster. He can easily kick you out if he wanted.

But he was so appealing...

'Amar, are you okay? Are you dying? You seem weird, your face is bright red and there's a sexy man staring at you! No, I am not gay, I can just appreciate a good looking man. But seriously, what's wrong. Answer me, woman, I am getting worried! Amaryllis!'

 Arty's panicked voice turned into a scream and I almost winced. But how obvious it if even he notices?

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