I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

8: A Family of Three

Kefei’s words left me stunned, and the atmosphere in the dorm room suddenly became awkward. Without even finishing getting dressed, I was hiding under the bed, while the two girls who had just been “fighting”…

This scene was becoming more and more like the “Hell Court” in those harem novels.

The only good thing was that Kefei seemed to be unaware of the true identity of the girl in front of her, and as the “alarm clock” sound echoed throughout the academy, the outside noise gradually grew louder, making it impossible for Kefei and Reti to continue their fight.

In the end, I managed to mediate a compromise: we would discuss whatever it was later and go to class with Kefei first.

Later, in a classroom at Lubiyank Academy.

Since students at Lubiyank Academy need to earn more credits in their chosen projects, some courses are mandatory but useless, leaving everyone feeling unmotivated to listen.

Now, too: whispers continued in the classroom, and even the teachers themselves would occasionally glance over.

Of course, they were looking at us, because my situation was truly too special.

I saw Kefei sitting tightly beside me, her body straight and serious, listening to the lesson. However, the flush on her face showed that she was still not calm after the incident in the dorm room. Meanwhile, Reti was staring at me, unwilling to give up, and was still sitting on my lap.

This situation looked more like a family of three than a hell court.

Student B bit into a lemon, and with a single stab, killed O’Gilid.

Hmph, you know nothing, Jon Snow. It’s precisely because you fantasize about pretty girls that you remain mere extras. As for me, the redeemed villain, my considerations are leagues beyond yours. You say you’re sour about me, then why don’t you come up here and we’ll see who’s better?

I simply laugh off these extras’ death scripts.

After all, trouble is right beside me.

The reckless words of others caused Kefir, who was already not calm, to become even more flustered, her face turning beet red. But this was a classroom, and the serious Kefir naturally couldn’t retort directly, and perhaps didn’t want to, so…

She turned her attention to me.

The next moment, I felt a sour twist on my thigh.

“Hisss…”

Turning my head, I saw Kefir’s aggrieved and dissatisfied expression. Taking advantage of the moment Letty yawned while sitting on my thigh, with a slightly tearful voice tinged with nervousness, she whispered.

“Charlatan, and you said you’re not a midgetcon!”

“No, listen to my explanation, please.”

By heaven and earth, Kefir! Ever since I met you, I’ve been by your side without fail, how could I have any strange developments with any little midget? This time it’s clearly this midget who has taken an interest in me! She doesn’t like me, she just finds me amusing!

Considering the protection of Kefir’s script, I had to find another explanation.

“Didn’t I travel around various countries for some reasons before? I met her during that time, that’s all…”

“To meet a midget with a one-in-a-million talent for thunder magic, and of that caliber?”

Kefir’s eyes clearly spelled out three words—biting a lemon.

You’re still the one and only true protagonist of the entire grand script, don’t be jealous over such trivial matters.

I was about to explain when the bell rang for the end of class.

The teacher, who was just passing through, of course wouldn’t leave any homework and was the first to bolt. And those male students who had been gossiping about us didn’t miss this opportunity, crowding around us the moment class ended.

No one paid any attention to me, the stinky man; their thoughts were all on the “pretty girl.”

“Exchange student, what’s your relationship with this skinny guy!?”

“Are you saying you’re married? When did you get married!?”

“What about the confession from the senior before? You’re deceiving the senior!”

Normally, the earnest Kefir might have patiently answered, but now, their impertinent gossip even touching on “relationship issues” had hit a nerve with Kefir.

“Enough.”

I, Kefir, the protagonist, am not one for many words. In the next instant, Kefir waved a chill in the air, scaring off all the extras. She didn’t plan to answer any of their troublesome questions, not a single word, but after giving me a look, she left first.

“Tsk, what’s with her airs.”

“Yeah, even this little dwarf looks like a monkey.”

I shuddered, quickly hugged Letty, and hurried to follow Kefir’s steps. Letty, held in my arms, frowned and then covered her ears.

“Is this the KGB? Clean out the family backgrounds of those three boys in my classroom right now, and throw them to Siberia to dig potatoes.”

Extras, fend for yourselves.

Having escaped the classroom and the surplus of prying eyes, I set Letty down. Pacifying this Letty, who could crumble at any moment, is important, but compared to Kefir, I’m definitely safer by Kefir’s side.

“Alright, Lady Letty, Empress Letty, can you stop making a fuss over me? I’m going to follow her next, so you go about your business, okay? How about I play with you when I’m free?”

“Ha!?” Letty’s face showed disbelief, “You… how could you be interested in such a stiff and dull woman!?”

Nonsense, because she’s the true protagonist, and you’re the villain who could shoot me dead with one bullet!

“And, I could tell at a glance that your engagement is fake…”

“It’s real.”

I immediately frowned, also understanding why Kefir had previously asked me to “act a bit” in this matter: it’s for her good as well as mine.

“She is my most beloved fiancée, and our engagement is already well known throughout the Great Ying Empire. Don’t believe me? Why don’t you check?”

[Letty is very dissatisfied with Ogelid.]

I didn’t care about Letty’s reaction afterward, as long as she didn’t shoot me dead.

I hurriedly caught up with Kefir’s steps; she’s waiting for me to cheer her up.