Return Of The Princess

"I-Isn't that a little too harsh?" Astrid said looking at me below.

"It's honestly the least a person like that deserves." I said in a low voice, thinking of all the horrible things I would ever do to a cuck if he ever landed in my hand.

There aren't many things I genuinely despise in my life. And I mostly consider myself a carefree guy who believes that a person can do whatever he wants or be whatever he wants, as long as he isn't harming another person's interests.

But cucks, on the other hand, who take pleasure in seeing the love of their lives sullied in someone else's hand, are beings that I consider to be the lowest existence to ever exist and so many times less than a worm.

If I had one message to say to all the cucks out there, then it would be telling them to buy a strong rope from the hardware store. Tie them up on a tree in the middle of nowhere, where no one can find them. Make a tight noose that won't fall apart on the opposite end. And hang yourself until your neck cracks, your eyes bulge, and your tongue sticks out of your maggot-like body.

To put it simply, if you are a cuck, then erase your existence so that the people around you can live a better life.

Other than that, I have nothing to say.

"Enough of the unpleasant talk. Tell me who that third person is." Astrid seems to have sensed my mood going down, so she diverted the topic.

"Oh her~..." I pulled my head out of her chest and looked up at her, while breathing in some air since I was feeling suffocated from the sheer pressure of her breasts.

"She's actually someone you know well. And you even met her recently?"

"I met her recently?" Astrid said to herself, thinking of who she had recently met.

"Yeah. Even I met her recently, just a little earlier than you." I casually said while still hugging her, which made Astrid give me a weird look.

"Luca, it's fine if I was the one who had recently met her since it doesn't really matter overall. But how can you say that you too just recently met her, when you say that you trust her?" Astrid asked wondering if we could really trust this girl I had in mind.

"Don't worry. The girl I'm talking about probably has the most credibility in this entire school considering her status and reputation."

"Really? Just who is this girl?" Astrid's interest peaked when I mentioned how credible the girl I had in mind was.

"She's actually-"

"Luca! I finally found you!"

Just as I was about to say her name, I was interrupted by a loud but noble voice calling out my name from afar, as if she had been searching for me for a while.

"Speak of the princess. And she will appear right before you." I said to myself and chuckled to myself, thinking the girl in mind had come to me, before I could even mention her.

"Take a good look, Astrid. See that girl behind me who shouted my name and is probably dashing towards me. That's the girl we're going to show our performance to."

"But Luca..." I felt Astrid's body tremble and her arms loosen their grip on me, probably from the shock of finding out who it was.

"Isn't that-?" 

"Yes, she is Astrid." 

I interrupted her words with a smile on my face. 

I then let Astrid's dumbfounded figure go and turned around to look at the beautiful girl with long golden hair charging towards us with a furious look on her face.

"The First Princess of the Human Race, the Sole Daughter of the Florence Royal Family, and the Girl whose beauty is said to be so enchanting that's she's said to be the Reincarnation of Eva, the Human Saint of Grace..." I murmured in a low voice as I watched her elegant figure approach from the other end of the corridor.

"...I introduce to you the purest blood of the Human Race, Lucille Florence; who will be the one and only member lucky enough to witness our little magic show."

I ended my introduction with a charming smile, befitting Lucille, who I just found out was a Princess. While Astrid still had her mouth open wide after seeing who the third person I was talking about.

I thought Astrid would just be a little surprised when I introduced Lucille into the picture and wouldn't mind it too much. But for some reason, Astrid looked like she was intimidated by Lucille from the way she was slowly moving back and looking at her like a fearsome opponent.

I knew it wasn't simply because she was the princess, since, judging by the way Astrid looked at Lucille, who was elegantly walking towards us, and I knew there was something deeper to it. 

"Astrid, have you met Lucille before today?" 

I asked to find some clues before Lucille arrived, which would take a minute because of how long these corridors were. And how Lucille couldn't run towards me because of her status as a princess, and could only power walk elegantly while puffing out her chest.

"No. Today's the first time I'm meeting her." Astrid snapped out of her daze and turned to normal, as she moved closer to me, not feeling so good after getting intimidated by Lucille's presence.

"Then why were you staring at Lucille like she was the final boss you had to face?"

"I don't know." She shook her head and replied. 

"I was fine when I met her before and was only curious about her status as a princess."

"But now that I'm meeting her again, for some reason she gives me this pressure that intimidates and provokes some feeling in me that makes me look at her like a strong competitor that I had to be vary off."

"A competition for what?" I asked what this competition was about.

"I don't exactly know...But for some reason, my gut says that it's actually a competition for you." 

She pointed at me half-heartedly, as if she herself didn't know why she felt that way.

Not only was she dumbfounded by what she said. But so was I, as I couldn't make out anything from what she said.

But since Lucille was quickly approaching us, I decided to throw this issue to the back of my mind and focus on the performance I had for her.

"Well, we can figure out this issue later. We should get ready for the magic show we have in store for her." I told her as I patted her hand to calm Astrid.

"Are we really going to do it in front of her? Wouldn't a noble princess like her be disgusted by such a dirty thing?" My pats seemed to have an effect, as Astrid looked much more relaxed than before. But she still looked a little nervous about what was to come.

"Don't call my sample dirty. That's rude." I remarked as I watched Lucille's figure, who was only a short distance away from us.

"And we're going to perform the trick in such a way that she won't even understand how we did it or what we used to do it, like an actual magic trick. So we don't have to worry about her finding out about the embarrassing parts."

I said which made Astrid feel much better.

"How are we going to do that?" 

Astrid asked as she saw Lucille come closer and closer to us while glaring at me like she couldn't wait to get her hands on me for what I called her before.

"Just follow along with my act and don't give yourself away. As long as you do those two things, it will end without a hitch."

"I got it." Astrid firmly nodded her head as she stared at her fearsome opponent, who was only a classroom away from us and looked like she was coming with guns blazing.