There Can Be Only One Answer!

I felt the need to sort through the events of this morning.

First, I woke up to find that our counselor, Yanagi-sensei, had designated me as Snow White, and I’d also gained Yukino as a stepmother who wouldn’t even give me any milk.

The one designated as the Prince, my future husband, was Exusiai. This was actually a semi-good thing for me. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about some smelly guy playing the Prince trying to steal a real kiss during the stage play. If it was Exusiai, it wouldn’t matter. Even if she stuck her tongue in…

Ahem, that’s not the point. The point is, for a class-wide stage play, why were all the main actors concentrated in our one dorm room?

It suddenly occurred to me to wonder if Saber had been assigned a role as well. For a moment, I ignored Exusiai’s smooth thigh pressing against me under the covers and looked over at Saber’s bunk.

The moment I looked, I froze. Saber’s bed was empty. That blonde beauty who hated being constrained while she slept was gone.

Before I could even ask, a voice filled with heroic surprise erupted from Yukino’s bunk.

“Why was I designated to play the Seven Dwarfs?!” Saber exclaimed.

“Why are you in my bed?!” Yukino exclaimed at the same time.

Saber’s golden hair flowed over her fair skin like radiant sunshine. Faced with Yukino’s question about why she was sleeping there, Saber paused, as if just realizing it herself. She knocked her head, where a rebellious cowlick stuck up, with a small fist, rolled her eyes back like a hanged ghost, and stuck out her tongue.

“Eh, tee hehehe…”

“Don’t you dare try to get away with it by copying Exusiai and acting moe!” Yukino retorted instantly. “And you’re not even good at it!!”

I was certain our dorm had to be the model for all the weirdos in the entire school. We’d gone to bed at night, four people in four separate beds, all fine and dandy. But by morning, we’d gathered in just two beds, as if we were Stand users naturally drawn to one another.

Looking at Exusiai grinning at me from the same bed, I suddenly understood why I’d felt the sun on my ass this morning. If I’d been properly covered, the sun would never have reached my butt. It must have been because this girl not only snuck into my bed but also stole my blanket in her sleep!

The next time I sleep in the same bed with her, I have to hold onto my blanket for dear life.

#So you’re already preparing to sleep in the same bed with her again???#

As I was caught in the dilemma of whether it would be better for us to sleep in Exusiai’s bed or mine in the future, a mature female voice with a charming, slight rasp suddenly echoed through the dorm.

“I always thought you all were close, but I never expected you to be this close~~”

I flinched. I knew that voice. It was our counselor, Yanagi-sensei—the one who had sent the message designating me as Snow White, making Yukino my stepmom, and betrothing Exusiai to me as my husband.

Because we were all on the top bunks, we hadn’t noticed her before. Now, following the sound, I looked down and saw her. A beautiful woman in casual, homey clothes, her hair tied in a simple ponytail, was sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the room, looking up at us with a smile, her charming eyes sparkling.

Judging by her looks, she wasn’t much older than us, but she exuded a mature charm. This was the legendary “married woman” aura.

The four of us had always been on good terms with Yanagi-sensei, practically friends. I remembered a while after we started school, the class was electing a class president, and Yanagi-sensei had really hoped I would run. Though I was young, I gave it some serious thought and ultimately decided to run for president.

The reason I decided to run was one of the following three options. You can try to guess which one it was:

[1. To enjoy a fulfilling university life]

[2. To contribute to my classmates] 

[3. To dominate all the women in the class]

Hahaha, it’s a tough one, right~

Putting aside that impossible multiple-choice question, although Yanagi-sensei had been close with us before, there was still a line between genders. She’d never gone so far as to borrow a key from the dorm manager and come into our room before we were even awake. But now, with our genders, reality, and people’s memories altered by System-Hime, Yanagi-sensei, who defaulted to thinking we’d always been girls and was on great terms with us, naturally had no more reservations. She walked into our dorm as if it were her own home.

“Everyone here is so talented, and they speak so nicely. I love it in here”—that was probably what Yanagi-sensei thought of our dorm.

Thanks to Exusiai, the lazily lounging Yanagi-sensei didn’t notice my… tail. But her slightly tipsy, charming eyes still landed on me. She waved the phone in her hand, which had just received a message and, with a slightly hoarse, mature voice, said to me with a smile:

“Would you, Kiriko-san, prefer to see me dressed in a frilly princess dress, playing Snow White then?~”