Creator of Death: True Darkness
Naughty Boy: The Bullying

"Sister!" A small voice called out to him.

Raka turned to a little girl who was standing next to him. His call ripped Raka from the concentration of reading it.

That girl is Stelia.

Raka who was still surprised tried to smile.

"What's wrong?" Said Raka stroking soft sweet brown hair Stelia.

"What books do you read? I really look serious!" Her speech.

"e eh? This yeah? Just a little textbook" said Raka lightly.

The girl then grabbed a chair and tried to climb up near Raka to see him.

"Woah.is that a math book? Brother liked it?" Ask Stelia curiously.

Raka nodded.

"Ah. Sometimes I will read and try to do it if I am free" he said lightly.

"So, really great!"

Stelia was really enthusiastic when talking to Raka. After all, Raka's existence made her feel safe.

It's been a few weeks since Raka started living here.

He is not the type of person who is difficult to adapt, therefore, at this time he even looks like a prince himself.

"Steliaa.. don't disturb Raka's sister reading, don't you have a lesson today with Miss Magnoph?" Said Queensha approaching them both.

"Eits? Why didn't you remind me? I must be late!" He jumped out of the chair and rushed away.

While Queensha just sighed while shaking her waist.

"Raka? How's it going? Is it fun enough here?"

"Ah. Sure do.." Raka answered him while smiling kindly.

"Haiz, where's the kid? He should be here with you, right? And you should have done something other than go to my husband and spend time in the library, right Raka?" The question is a little disturbed.

"Eh? Ah it's okay, I'm pretty comfortable here anyway"

"Haih. alright, I'll be back" Queensha said.

But in fact, Raka does many other things, activities this activity he does in the library and his room because it tends to be quiet and more closed.

And for the reason why he's not close to Bobby is he hates him!

Nah! Not Bobby, but all three of his known friends are Azasky nobles.

Although many did not know, but basically Raka could feel what they were thinking! They are p*rasit!

That's right, there are four noble children who swarm Bobby like a fly. And all of them actually had absolutely no sincere reason to be his friends, in other words, they were the Counts and Marquiss of a good future.

Raka closed the book. This time he decided to go out for a while.

'Well, I think my eyes need some refreshment' he lamented inwardly.

Then he walked down the long hallway.

Sometimes he stopped to see the beauty of the green garden nearby or to see some soldiers who seemed to practice sword fighting.

This kind of thing has become Raka's habit since here, even though it looks trivial. Basically, Raka can see what no one else can see.

Despite just looking, he basically also assessed and honed his tactical skills.

From looking, he can estimate who is superior, what tactics are used, so if he wants he can steal learn from him. Yes, it was his natural talent since childhood.

Raka again continued his relaxed pace.

He breathed heavily when he saw something he didn't want to see.

When he decided to return, a voice called out to him.

"Oh? Isn't that the noble prince of Arcnight?" Say one of them.

The other three friends only nodded and occasionally showed ugly expressions.

Sighs.

Raka again let out a heavy breath.

"Of the many people I don't want to meet why do you have to be here anyway!? Just wasting my time" he lamented in a soft voice.

He turned around and instantly his heavy expression changed brightly.

He smiled so brightly, the three even felt glare at it.

Yep! He's acting!