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I’m a weakling, no need to worry about me

Chapter 17 • 1,337 words • 12 min read

Cohen was getting a massive headache. He didn’t understand why he had gotten involved with the protagonist’s harem.

Was it just because he could stir up some trouble? The protagonist could do this even better than him, right?

“So, Your Highness, can I refuse your request?”

Cohen was currently on his way to the Physical Arts Department’s student council with Viola. The two walking together, their beautiful appearances drawing many gazes.

“Do you think I’d agree?~”

Viola walked ahead of Cohen, who couldn’t see the corners of Viola’s mouth turning upwards.

“I don’t have any strength. I don’t think I’m qualified to join the student council.”

“It doesn’t matter. Strength can be developed later, and I also have ways to solve that.”

No, he had to find a way to get rid of Princess Viola now.

If it was just because she wanted to see something fun, she would lose interest in him before long, given his abilities.

Otherwise, he would not only lose the chance to raise her affinity, but he might also be screwed!

He had to escape!

“You actually have a better candidate, Your Highness. It doesn’t necessarily have to be me.”

“Did I invite you here to play around?”

Viola paused, slowed her pace, and her tone was somewhat dissatisfied, but she quickly returned to normal.

“Or do you have any suggestions?”

“Of course, Your Highness. I do have a candidate to recommend, guaranteed to be better than me!”

“Oh?~”

Cohen had an idea.

Right now, the protagonist and the princess didn’t know each other.

If he introduced the overpowered protagonist to her now, not only could he raise the protagonist’s affinity, but he could also raise the princess’s affinity!

He was a genius!

“That person is… Charlotte from the Magic Department.”

Cohen said confidently.

Hearing this, Viola’s eyes not only didn’t show anticipation, but became even more gloomy. She seemed completely uninterested in Cohen’s recommendation.

“Charlotte… I’ve heard of her. That title of genius from the Magic Department is only good for fooling people.

I heard she’s impatient and arrogant. Is this how you recommend people, Cohen?”

Huh? This… this wasn’t right, was it?

Who was trying to set him up?

Why was the princess showing absolutely no interest in the protagonist? It shouldn’t be like this!

He didn’t want to be screwed!

At this time, the princess changed the subject and said:

“But~ I still trust your judgment, Cohen. If she can impress me… I might be able to grant you one wish.”

Just when Cohen was a little desperate, she opened a window for him.

“Then you can rest assured, Your Highness. I won’t be wrong about who I’ve chosen.”

“And if she doesn’t work out?”

“Then I’ll accompany you to your death, okay.”

Viola’s lips curled up again, a satisfied look appearing on her face.

“You—re—al—ly—said—that~”

A sense of unease suddenly arose in Cohen’s heart, but it quickly disappeared.

It felt like he was setting a flag, but the protagonist would be able to blow the roof off later on, wouldn’t she?

But he always felt like he was being tricked by her.

“This is the place.”

While they were chatting, they arrived at their destination.

It was a room layout similar to the Magic Department’s, but compared to the Magic Department, there were fewer books and more practical items.

“How is it? Are you satisfied with this place?”

“You’re being too modest. It’s already a great honor for me to be able to work here. Also, where’s my office located?”

Cohen wasn’t thinking too much. He just wanted to pick a position where he could slack off.

“Ah, you’ll be working there~”

Viola pointed to a room.

“Oh, it’s there! Thank you, Your Highness… You didn’t point me in the wrong direction, did you?”

“That’s right~ I’m arranging for you to work there. If there are no problems, then be prepared to start work tomorrow.”

“But… but…”

“No buts.”

Cohen was speechless because the room Viola was pointing to was clearly the president’s office.

That was where Viola would be. She wanted him to work with her.

Was this “The Secrets We Couldn’t Tell: Cohen and the President” OVA?

What deja vu?

But Viola wouldn’t allow Cohen to refuse again. She had already been rejected by Cohen too many times.

Making the princess unhappy wasn’t good either, so Cohen could only lower his head and sulk.

After saying that, Viola looked out the window and said to Cohen:

“I think someone will be unhappy with this.”

“What are you talking about again?”

“It’s nothing. Just look forward to it, Cohen.”

Cohen was puzzled. The princess’s words were vague and inexplicable.

“It’s bad! President!”

Zoya, draped in a cloak, pushed open the door and rushed into the president’s office, panting as she shouted:

“Hmm?~~~”

Remiande’s weak, languid voice rang out.

Since Cohen left the Magic Department, Remiande had lost interest in doing anything.

The files had piled up taller than Remiande in just one day. Cohen used to help her look through them.

Things like holding magic nuclear explosion experiments or undead magic, which were all non-core matters, were filtered out by Cohen in the past.

Where had she ever seen this garbage before!

There was no coffee brewed by Cohen, no words of comfort from Cohen, and no sturdy arms from Cohen for her to lean on when she was tired.

She hadn’t absorbed Cohen energy for over a day.

Remiande was like a dead person.

Seeing that Remiande didn’t respond, Zoya was very anxious.

She had to cheer up the president, or the Magic Department’s student council would be finished!

Remiande’s symptoms were definitely related to Cohen’s departure.

To cheer up the president, she needed information about Cohen, so Zoya volunteered to collect any information about Cohen.

This was what she was best at.

But she didn’t know until she saw it, and she was shocked.

Cohen was actually with the president of the Physical Arts Department, and they seemed to have a pretty good relationship.

This was truly a shocking scandal! Cohen, were you a woman magnet?

So attractive to girls! Weren’t you satisfied with the president of the Magic Department?

So Zoya rushed back to the student council, ready to tell the president.

“President, something really bad has happened!”

“Don’t bother me~~~”

Remiande turned her head away, lying on her side on the desk, not touching a single one of the reports she had to deal with.

“Cohen is getting along with the president of the Physical Arts Department!”

“What did you say!!!!”

Remiande suddenly jumped up and shouted at Zoya.

“I went to see Cohen’s situation in the Physical Arts Department and saw that Cohen seemed to have a good relationship with the president of the Physical Arts Department!”

Hearing this, Remiande’s eyes lost their luster, her breathing became heavier, and she kept muttering:

He already has me…

“No, Zoya, prepare immediately! We’ll go to the Physical Arts Department right away to ask about the situation.”

Remiande suddenly became excited, pulling Zoya to leave the office.

But Zoya firmly grabbed Remiande’s hand, smiling and saying with a dark face:

“President, let’s finish these tasks first before we leave, okay~”

“But Cohen, he…”

“No buts… It must be completed. I will stalk you closely.”

“But there’s at least three days’ worth of work here!”

When she was with Cohen, Remiande had at least one day off a week, but after he left, there was three days’ worth of work in one day.

“So, President, work hard to finish it, and then we’ll go find Cohen, okay———?”

“Noooo!”

Remiande hugged her head and cried. Her figure still seemed too small on the large desk.

In a corner of the Magic Department

“Is everything I asked for ready?”

“Of course! Boss Lockheed, this time Cohen is finished!”

Lockheed held a piece of paper in his hand, a distorted smile on his face.

I told you, Cohen, you’ll regret interfering with my business.

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