The Resurrected Evil Prince Decided to Start an Experiment of Love

sit across from me…”, I tried thinking of his strengths.

 

He’s a skilled person.
That’s right, Mika always ranked in third place in the swordsmanship competition every year.
In this country, only wealthy commoners and nobles could attend the royal academy for six years.
But ever since Mika went into the academy in the same grade as me, he was always in third place every year.
Honestly, I think he had the skill to win the first place.

But, perhaps—

 

(Perhaps it’s because the first and second place are forced to help with the work of the knight order in addition to their schoolwork, so he avoided it…?)

 

It was like a heaven-sent, great networking opportunity for students who wanted to join the knight order after graduation.
But I’m thinking that perhaps Mika didn’t want to be a knight.
And so, he didn’t try his best in those things… that was my impression after having watched the swordsmanship competition four times.

 

He’s underhanded.

 

And also, this red-haired man still has bed hair that poked out all over the place.
But for someone whose head looked like a bird’s nest, I thought he would have a small brain like that of a bird, but that wasn’t true.

Surprisingly, he wasn’t that bad at studying.
He wasn’t someone who took first or second place, but his name was always in the top ranks.
If so, a career as a civil servant is not impossible for him.

 

He’s cowardly.

 

And then, he was also a complainer, who has complained to me at every given chance since I was a little.

He had no respect for me as the prince.
I noticed him treating my brother and other nobles with proper etiquette, but he was abnormally nagging only at me.
When I wondered what he didn’t like about me and started to distance myself from him, he complained even about the smallest thing to me, as if nitpicking.
I was rather particular about things like that, so that habit of his made me feel irritated and wonder why he was nagging only at me.

 

He’s just plainly an annoying person.

 

I thought to myself, “Why did I end up choosing him?” I was already slowly starting to regret it.

I wonder when did I start thinking like a monk who meditates under the waterfall to cultivate a strong mind, that I would want to have this nagging man by my side?

The fact that Mika’s strange pledge caused my brother to laugh at me also brought me discomfort, as if I were being kneaded in the stomach.

 

However, how to put this? Mika is a person who’s good at getting things done.

 

A while ago, after my brother laughed at me while holding his stomach, he quickly returned to his serious face and said, “Still, that pledge— Mika sure knows well the position of the lord he is supposed to protect.
You have chosen a great knight, Nagi”.
This didn’t happen in my first life five years ago.

I still didn’t understand what my brother meant by the position of the lord, which was referring to me.
But, I must admit that I felt a little upset when my brother praised Mika.

But then, at that moment, —as I was sitting down, curled up and holding my head in my hands, I felt the sensation of a firm hand touching mine.

My hand was moved away, intertwined with his fingers, and was brought near his lips.

I thought, “Huh?” and looked up.

 

“But, I have made a pledge.
You’re— already mine, Nagi.”

 

My heart skipped a beat.

He looked straight at me and asked, “What’s wrong?” It reminded me of his knight pledge from earlier.
I felt Mika’s hot breath on my palm.
His atmosphere felt different from the Mika in my first life who was always angry, it made me feel confused inside.

My fingertips were twitching.

But, what Mika said was fundamentally wrong.
I furrowed my eyebrows deeply.

 

“No.
—You are the one who’s mine.”

“Ah, I see.”

 

Mika blinked his eyes repeatedly.
However, when I thought he was looking at me intently, he suddenly brought his lips closer while still holding my hand, and placed a kiss on my palm.

Unlike the kiss of knight’s pledge that was done on the back of the hand, I think he was just messing around.

And yet, even though I thought so, I shuddered because I didn’t want him to notice the sound of my heart pounding so loudly.
Since we were little, Mika was very intense in physical intimacy until I distanced myself from him.
So, this kind of thing wasn’t a big deal for him.
I tried not to think about it, but I hate that my heart was still thumping so loudly.

 

(No.
It’s definitely not something like that.
No way.)

 

I should have known from my first life, what was it that I didn’t want to think about, and what was the thing that I didn’t want to admit.
I tried to somehow hold on to my eyebrows, which were about to droop.

Instead, I furrowed my brows and turned my gaze to Mika.
He was smiling innocently, as if his little prank had been found out, just like what he used to do when I hadn’t distanced myself from him yet.

 

“That also doesn’t sound too bad.”