Sakuramoria

Sits down.
— By the way, your way of addressing me really hurts my feelings. I don't want to hear any "you," "your majesty," or anything like that. Call me "darling," "sweetheart," or something like that, okay? Otherwise, I'll be very upset... But I heard your wish. I promise not to interfere in the student life of this academy. Let them live, let them study... But what about what I've already planned? — Pulls Futaba closer. — I wanted to erect a large statue dedicated to my beloved in the academy courtyard, hang her portraits in all the classrooms, and give a written exam in which students would have to praise you... — Looks at Futaba with pleading eyes. — Should I cancel that too?