[Code Geass] Irregular 52

Chapter 52 – 51. The Saitama Ghetto Massacre

Lloyd was in the middle of meeting Cornelia and reporting on Lancelot and the Diviser. Cornelia is a meritocracy, and as long as her abilities are outstanding, she is a person who treats anyone seriously. When Prince Clovis was governor, General Bartré, who was a civil servant, had a bad temper, and the act of sending Lancelot to the battlefield was a series of flattery. Now that I met Cornelia, I had to make use of Lancelot’s characteristics and strengths and grease it with the slang word ‘business’ so that I could accumulate a lot of Lancelot’s combat data.

All wars and battles eventually lead to the development of technological civilization. Lloyd was no different from a believer on that point. The way to know for sure what’s lacking, what’s bad and what’s good, no matter how speculatively and predictably the scientist who causes advances in technology will agree that there is nothing better than a field test.

From Lloyd’s point of view, it was obvious that the future schedule of the correspondent would fluctuate depending on whether Cornelia wrote Lancelot or not. That’s why, behind Cornelia, who was doing due diligence on her battle gear by getting ahead first, Lloyd eagerly teased her muzzle.

“As a 7th generation nightmare frame, its ability is normal…”
“The Lancelot. I heard that the pilot is Eleven.”

It was worthwhile to talk for a while. Her Cornelia tone didn’t look very good, but Lloyd thought that her own strategy was a success from the fact that she looked back. In the end, she succeeds in putting Lancelot and his divider, Krugi Szak, inside Cornelia’s head. From now on, it can be seen that it depends on his discretion, but in the end, because the battlefield that needed Lancelot was infinite, he was sure that Cornelia would surrender as time passed.

“Yes. Honorary Britannia. But.”

He is very loyal to Britannia and has a good temper. This was what Lloyd wanted to appeal to. Cornelia forbade Lloyd to speak the line he was thinking of.

“I’ll specially promote you from first class to second lieutenant. Make sure you’re satisfied with that. But even if you don’t rely on Numbers, I’ll show you victory.”
“Yes. You do.”

Lloyd smiled softly and bowed his head. He spoke and acted similar to the pure-blood faction, but when he dug inside, he gave off a different nuance. The nuance Lloyd felt was this.

‘I will kill Clovis’ enemies with my own hands.’

Lloyd thought it was really fortunate that the power of the purebloods had been weakened. She even felt grateful to Zero for revealing that she was an ‘orange’ at this time.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

At that point, Cecil was helping Suzaku with homework in the correspondent’s office.

“Sorry. Helping me with homework…”

Suzaku awkwardly scratched the back of his head. At the age of 10, Japan was defeated and became a colony of Britannia. After that, Suzaku, who had been wandering around, received military training as an honorary Britannian and lived only as a soldier, so even if he resumed his studies right away, his basic learning skills and knowledge were all lacking. That said, if you ask him if he studied hard before he was 10, he wasn’t either. It was not that Lelouch thought of Suzaku as a physical idiot for nothing. It would be nice if Woojin could come along and study, but he didn’t like going to private academies, so he didn’t seem to want to study hard.

Cecil, who helped Suzaku with his homework, was a great teacher. First of all, it was fortunate that he was different from other students at the point of receiving 1:1 education from Cecil, who was working as the deputy chief of the research department of the correspondent department. Suzaku was well aware of that part, so he tried to put everything Cecile was telling him into his head as much as possible.

“Never mind. If you’ve never been to a normal school, you can.”
“I’m learning from the student council members, but that’s the point…”

Cecil smiled warmly at Suzaku’s words. She felt like watching her nephew study hard.

“To be honest, I was a little worried. I wondered if it wouldn’t fit well with the relaxed atmosphere of the school…”

Suzaku smiled at Cecil’s words. At first, she obviously did. She has changed a lot since yesterday when she was helped by Woo-jin while trying to save Lelouch.

“I was prepared too. But I happened to meet an old friend of hers and was able to get a lot of help from that friend.”
“Take care of that friend. If their friendship continues, their reunion will not be a coincidence, it will be inevitable.”

Suzaku responded vigorously to Cecil’s words. She was sure she thought so too.

“Yes!”

Sae-sil smiled at Suzaku’s answer and nodded her head.

“Ah. Try that.”

Cecile pointed to her rice balls placed in the corner of the table. She helped her with her studies for quite some time. She thought that maybe she would go hungry, so Cecil had made it herself for Suzaku.
Suzaku was good at making rice balls. Maybe it’s because she’s also an honorary Britannia from Eleven. He seemed very familiar with the form of eating rice balls. Cecil praised herself, thinking that she had prepared well.

“Thank you.”

Suzaku took a bite of the rice ball he was holding and asked. But… The taste was a bit strange. Suzaku’s expression became subtle at the fact that the rice ball had a taste that shouldn’t come out. Cecil asked for his impressions, unaware of Suzaku’s speed.

“How do you feel?”

“To…”

Suzaku looked at the cross section of the rice ball he had eaten and saw a sticky purple liquid dripping out. What is this?

“Is it jam?”

Cecil smiled brightly at Suzaku’s question. Got it right! Also!

“I got some good blueberries!”

Now I’ve had quite a bit of trouble making this at night.
To be precise, I had a lot of trouble forgetting about Woojin and Naomi’s actions.
It was because the act came to mind when I closed my eyes, as if I had a tattoo on the inside of my eyelid. Thanks to that, Cecile slept late. No wonder Lloyd was tolerant of light tardies.

“Come on! Disband Disband! Congratulations! Congratulations! Han! Everything! I have nothing to do today! Work is over!”

Lloyd shouted so that the laboratory reverberated, and when he finished what he had to say, he bowed down as if exhausted. He said he was meeting with Cornelia, and he felt exhausted there.

Cecile, who had been watching her, smiled awkwardly as she looked at Suzaku.

“How about going to school?”
“I guess so.”

“What is this? Rice balls?”

While Suzaku was finishing his homework and getting ready to go to school, Woojin appeared. As soon as Cecile saw her Woojin, she immediately remembered what happened yesterday and blushed.

“Uhhhhh?Would you like to try Woojin too?”
“Oh. I was hungry, and that’s great. You know what Lloyd’s physical ability test rolls for? Really, if it was someone else, he’d be dead.”

Woojin grumbled and snatched the rice ball Cecil held out. Normally, it would be normal to bruise her for her bad hand habits, but Cecile stayed still. Rather, Cecil sensed masculinity in his bold gestures.

“Cut! Why is this taste!”
“Huh? Huh?”

Since Woo-jin had been wearing his body in full force, his clothes were extremely light. He was wearing only one gray t-shirt that clung to his body, revealing his muscular body. Cecil, who was unknowingly immersed in the physical beauty, asked Woo-jin in embarrassment as Woo-jin screamed and vomited.

What? Did any of the rice balls you made go bad? Cecil hurriedly sniffed the remaining rice ball. Mmm… The savory scent of rice and the sweet smell of blueberry jam. Are you okay?

“Someone put something like this on rice balls!”

Woojin was not Suzaku. Unlike Suzaku, who kept quiet for fear of getting hurt for his sake, Woojin said everything he thought. Without even imagining that Cecile’s expression was changing from panicked to cold.

“Is this food? Who played bee game? Did I eat that? Are the other rice balls okay?”

Woojin immediately picked up the rice ball Cecil had smelled earlier from the plate Cecil was holding.

And I took a bite and asked.

“Fucking! Fucking! Gueeaek!”

As soon as Woojin ate the rest of the rice balls, he wrapped his arms around her head and twisted his whole body. Then she started gagging again. Cecile took out the rice ball from Woojin’s hand, with the cold on her face.

“Don’t eat!”

It was only then that Woojin realized that these were the rice balls Cecil had been making. But this wasn’t it. You shouldn’t call this food. He had to tell Cecil the truth. That way Cecil could avoid a second accident later on.

“Cecil. That’s not food that people can eat! Did you try it before bringing it back?”
“Then!”

At Woojin’s question, Cecile took a bite of the rice ball she took from Woojin’s hand. How is this! It’s just delicious! The rice grains are savory! Blueberry jam is refreshing and sweet, so it harmonizes well, but what’s the problem!

Seeing Cecile chewing on it very deliciously, Woojin took one step away from Cecil with a stunned expression, as if he had seen something he couldn’t see. Cecile, who was so nasty at that reaction, called out to Lloyd.

“Count Lloyd! Count!”
“Uh huh?”

Lloyd, who had sent all the lab staff out, approached swayingly with his hands in his gown. Cecil put the remaining rice balls into Lloyd’s mouth.
“Eh?”
“Taste this and appreciate it…!”
“Pookouk!”

Cecil wanted Lloyd to try her food and tell her thoughts, but that was impossible. No, in a way, I had a very direct impression. Lloyd sprayed the rice ball he had in her mouth into the air. Woojin, who was watching, giggled while pointing his finger.

“It’s poison! Cecil poisoned Lloyd!”
“This… Mr. Lee!”

Lloyd was spitting on the floor, trying to somehow get rid of the taste that lingered in her mouth, not thinking that it was a laboratory. Unjust and upset, Cecile walked out of the lab. ‘Shh!’ The automatic door was closed, but the sound of Woojin’s laughter coming from inside opened the fire.