The Heroines I Corrupted Regressed With Me

"What were their names? Phonia, tell me what you experienced."

Sophie asked, looking at Phonia.

She poked her lips with her index finger and was lost in thought.

Phonia took a deep breath and said.

"Um... First, there was Miyabi Fayne. This person just hung around nearby. Our eyes met, and I greeted her, and she waved back, embarrassed. She said she was jogging nearby. As expected of a promising track and field athlete, she exercises morning and evening. Eurelia Balrog also suddenly called me out after school and apologized. She said she was sorry for being so harsh last time. She bowed more than 90 degrees, so Phonia had to bow a lot too. Loria Eros also bought me food. She suddenly told me to go to the store and buy whatever I wanted, so I chose a pizza bread, but she kept telling me to choose something expensive, saying that wouldn’t be enough, so I got a lot of things to eat. Later, she asked for my home address and sent me a lot of sweets, which I shared with Onee-chan."

What are those women thinking?

There’s no reason for them to be nice to Phonia while I’m gone.

Is it dangerous if Loria knows my home address?

But the students would have been able to find out anyway if they wanted to.

Celia Soren could have even looked up the records.

"I saw some of them too. I went to pick out Phonia’s new school uniform, and a very elegant-looking girl in enamel shoes greeted me."

"Sierra Solers?"

"Yeah, that’s right. You guys said you saw them last time, right?"

Sophie nodded vigorously.

"Honestly, I haven’t bought a school uniform in a long time, so I didn’t know, but these days, girls don’t like styles that are too tight. Back in my day, tight styles were popular. They say it’s good to alter it to be... short enough, but with a tennis skirt feel? Phonia, why don’t you put it on and come out? It was so pretty."

While Phonia went to her room, Sophie said.

"That child definitely seems to understand the world of female students well. She gave me advice on how to dress and act to avoid being ignored. Gilmon, you may not know, but the power struggle between women starts with appearance. It’s not good to look too sloppy. Sierra seemed to have a political sense."

A political sense, huh.

Of course, she would.

First of all, Sierra Solers’s father is a politician who used to be a diplomat.

Sierra, who inherited that bloodline, was also quite skilled in rhetoric and social skills.

She’s considered cold among men, but she’s an object of envy among women.

Rather, she’ll be more respected than the Princess because of her flexible social skills.

She’s considered cold among men, but she’s an object of envy among women.

Rather, she’ll be more respected than the Princess because of her flexible social skills.

"I met so many women that it was so strange. I met the kind Teacher Celia Soren, and much more... Anyway, there were so many that I can’t even remember their names."

"...You weren’t harmed, were you?"

"Not at all. Why would they harm me? They were too nice to us, so I was embarrassed. They’re all successful women."

It seems they didn’t talk about me openly.

So, am I just mistaken and they’re simply trying to befriend Phonia?

No, that can’t be.

What I can guess is that they’ve targeted the two of them, just like the Princess did.

They’re trying to get close to me by gaining their favor.

I turned on the system app and checked the heroines’ avatars, but there were no problems with their favorability.

Perhaps because some time had passed, most of them were at 99 or 98.

Then, the door opened, and Phonia came out wearing her school uniform.

She was limping slightly because her left leg was crippled.

"Oh my goodness! So pretty!"

Sophie exclaimed.

Honestly, I wanted to say that too.

A pleated skirt that was a little above the knee.

It fluttered and revealed Phonia’s slightly chubby thighs.

Unlike what she used to wear, the pure white blouse was neatly tucked into the skirt.

It was well-ironed, so it was clearly different from the wrinkled and yellowed blouse from before.

Originally, Phonia often wore her blouse untucked outside her skirt.

It’s nothing much, but Sierra must have told her about this too.

The buttons wouldn’t pop even if she straightened her back.

But it wasn’t just ridiculously big.

The appropriate balance is probably Sierra’s skill.

Phonia was a bit hunchbacked, so her posture was unbalanced, but her figure was quite hidden with this much.

Phonia Hazelnut in her new school uniform looked so different.

She’s an angel compared to when I first met her.

It must be because she clumsily styled her bangs and removed her eyepatch.

"How is it? Gilmon. Isn’t she so pretty? You can’t suddenly pounce on your girlfriend just because she got prettier, right?"

Sophie was excited, but for some reason, I couldn’t answer.

Rather, I feel like my heart is getting colder.

"Messiah, how do I look?"

"Not that good. Especially that dangling arm."

In the end, I couldn’t help but say that.

Phonia’s damaged arm part was gone, with only the school uniform sleeve remaining.

At my words, Phonia became dejected, and Sophie was also taken aback.

Soon, she spoke, filled with anger.

"Gilmon. Are you serious? Did I misjudge you? How could you say such a thing..."

"W-wait! I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Sophie. I’m so sorry, Phonia."

"..."

Everyone fell silent at my sudden outburst.

The most bewildered was me.

Why did I say such trashy things to Phonia?

I just didn’t want Phonia getting involved with the heroines.

No matter how much kindness they show, there’s calculation hidden beneath the surface.

Even Aisha, after calling Phonia over, only spoke to me, who had followed along.

Those bitches are just thinking of Phonia, Sophie, as tools to reach me.

And I’m taking out that anger on poor Phonia.

I’m a scumbag.

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