Lanchi Couldn't Stand Others Inciting the Masses

As Lanchi followed Secretary Naira along the roads of Saint Krui Di Monastery, employees and students in academy uniforms streamed past him.

Every square they crossed had people in it. Pilgrimage-bound monastery monks knelt and prayed devoutly.

Groups of two or three students either sparred with swords or chatted animatedly, youthful vigor shining brightly on their faces.

Whenever Lanchi passed by, he could hear whispers coming from behind him.

They seemed to be guessing at his identity.

A young man escorted by Secretary Naira was probably no ordinary person.

"Landry seems to be quite charming."

Secretary Naira made the comment casually.

"Couldn't these students simply be curious about my identity?"

Lanchi asked her.

Unlike her appearance suggested, Naira, the principal's secretary, was fairly outgoing. They had chatted quite a bit along the way and had become somewhat familiar with each other.

"Perhaps, but among the students who have been paying attention to you, boys make up only forty percent, while girls make up sixty percent. That means some of them are interested in you merely because you're the opposite sex."

Naira offered her analysis.

"...Please don't. They just haven't gotten to know me yet."

Lanchi shook his head.

He wasn't some womanizer. If Loren had a natural passive ability that attracted women, then Lanchi definitely had a natural passive ability that kept women away.

"Wouldn't many women pay attention to you back home?"

Secretary Naira asked.

"The vast majority of women keep their distance from me. Even my colleagues maintain a polite distance. Once the students get to know me, perhaps they'll look at me properly."

Lanchi answered solemnly.

"Are there really no women who grow close to you?"

For some reason, after hearing the professor say this, Naira suddenly understood the intangible distance around him, though she couldn't explain