How to Live as the Enemy Prince

“Have you met the Kyrie siblings, teacher?”

It was the eleventh one. Calian asked Alan that question as the last bite of the eleventh banana disappeared into his mouth and another banana peel was added to the pile by his bed. 

Allan was surprised after hearing that Silica visited Calian suddenly without any notice and went to visit him as soon as he could, but now he was watching his student leisurely eating a banana with a carefree expression. 

Watching him relaxed like that, his worried mind soon went away and it was replaced with anger because of how much physical and emotional turmoil he went through worrying about Calian.

And because of that, Allan wondered for a moment if it would be okay if he were to hit his own student just once. He soon gave up on that and answered Calian with a sour expression.

“Yes,”

Calian nodded after hearing his response, and took another banana into his hand. Seeing him leisurely act that way, it didn’t seem to Allan that Calian was willing to explain about who the two unique siblings are at all. 

Unable to keep his curiosity in check, Allan put away his anger for a moment and manifested the spell ‘Silence’ before asking a question to Calian.

“Are they children connected to your previous life?” 

Calian was about to nod his head, but shook it to the side and spoke.

“Only Kyrie. Hina wasn’t there back then.”

Allan was quick to figure things out as usual. He then simply nodded without needing to ask anymore. However, he opened his mouth again thinking just in case his hunch was correct.

“Did you perhaps, not know that the child called Hina was a healer?”

Calian nodded his head up and down with his mouth completely filled with banana.

Allan lifted his eyebrow. 

“Then are you telling me that you deliberately poisoned yourself without any other ideas than to simply believe in the power of the Blessing?” 

After swallowing what was in his mouth, Calian spoke with a very satisfied face.

“That banana was delicious.”

Of course it would be. There’s no way you wouldn’t be finding things delicious after practically coming back from the dead. 

Allan let out a big sigh while clenching his fist in anger. He had to hold it in, even if Calian was his student, he couldn’t hit the prince. 

“I was very surprised when I heard it as well, teacher, to think she was a healer,” 

“Thankfully. All you need to know now is that you were able to wake up earlier thanks to her.”

As Allan coldly answered him, Calian replied with a happy tone.

“Thanks to her, I feel refreshed.”

Hearing him say that with a bright smile on his face, Allan’s sense of reasoning that he was barely holding onto snapped.

“Refreshed…? Don’t say such nonsense. You were unconscious for a week by believing that eating raw poison will be able to make you immune to the poison inserted into a tea, even though there was no proof or basis that it would work.”

Who in the world would be able to say such brave words to the prince of Kyris? As Calian listened to Allan with a blank face, he couldn’t help but laugh for a while before answering.

“Since this play was originally Silica’s work, I had to make some chances to direct the ending to my preference, otherwise she would be able to stage the incident,” 

(T/N – He means the incident that led to Calian’s death in the previous life. Orginally, Silica was going to frame Calian for trying to posion her then kill him and say he committed suicide for fear of punishment – Calian simply used her stage to turn things to his advantage)

“A play? There was no way that anyone could have predicted that she would do that.”

Just thinking back on what happened made him wince.

Since the plan was properly set out before the incident, Allan thought that Calian was just feigning illness even though he did cough up some blood.

However, Calian didn’t open his eyes for a week. His insides were a complete mess after drinking poison for over two months, and in that state another, swallowed another toxic substance to make way for the poison that was barely kept at bay by the Blessing. 

If Hina wasn’t a healer that used the power of nature, and if she didn’t coincidentally come by Tuesday, he surely wouldn’t have opened his eyes ever again.

And that was not all. Once he realised that Calian was quietly keeping quiet as his insides were melting the whole time waiting for that particular day, Allan had goosebumps all over him.

And this damn bastard of a prince was downing the 15th banana before Allan realised it. It seemed he was filling up a whole week worth of hunger with bananas.

“But at least I did my share right after I woke up.”

Calian talked about how he negotiated with Silica with his face still pale from his anaemic body, and laughed again. In the end Allan gave a sigh as if he gave up. He then frowned slightly unconsciously. It was because the end of his lips was stinging with pain. Seeing him make that face, Calian asked.

“But what is with your face, teacher? Did you get into a fight?”

As Calian pointed at Allan’s lips, Allan’s expression became extremely sour.

“Something like that. Don’t worry about it.”

Why was the punch of a guy who did nothing but sit behind his desk and stare at documents so strong?

Allan didn’t want to reveal the personal reason why he had a cut lip to this student of all people, so Allan quickly pulled out something from his pocket to make sure that Calian’s gaze was put on another thing. It was the knife that Calian entrusted on him, as well as two pages of parchment that was rolled up.

Calian put the knife under the pillow, then asked as he unrolled the two parchments.

“What is this?”

“I heard that you needed papers guaranteeing the identity of the two children.”

Calian rejoiced as he heard those words, and checked the contents. 

“Come to think of it, I was so focused on this play that I forgot to ask you about that,” 

“It’s fine, the baby elephant told me about it,” 

After confirming the documents, Calian gasped in surprise.

“This was more than I expected.”

“You won’t need to worry about the two children’s identity from now on.”

It wasn’t a guarantee of the two children’s identity, but an actual certificate of the identification of the two. 

The Kyrie siblings were now peasants that lived in the Whitlin territory that Calian owned. Allan made them become completely Calian’s citizens from the beginning.

And, one more thing.

As Calian looked over the certificates, a sorrowful smile came over his face.

“And this… I didn’t even think of this,” 

It was because of the names written for the two children in the certificate.

Kyrie Bern, Hina Bern.

Calian lifted his eyes, and looked at his teacher who had brought back the name that had disappeared from the world. 

Allan spoke as if it wasn’t such a big deal.

“They had asked for me to give them a surname, so I’ve chosen that one. It was because I thought it was no coincidence that you simply brought them here after meeting them.”

“…Thank you so much.”