I Have Been Called The Idiot Son Behind My Back. But I Remembered Memories, And I Can Use The Abilities I Had In My Past Life. So I Will Make Use of Major Online Stores Like Am**on And Aim for a Slow Life for Now - 141

**Chapter 141: Do You Properly Recognize It?**

Honestly, I did consider dropping out of school. However, I vowed to graduate from this academy for the sake of my parents, who raised me despite how utterly foolish, idiotic, and worthless I was before my memories returned.

My parents were the same age as me and also graduates of this academy. It seems they met here as well.

Therefore, their youth is embedded in this academy, and it remains vividly memorable for them, even now.

It’s rare for nobles to have a love marriage.

It must be a cherished memory for them.

That’s why my parents want me to have a similarly enjoyable youth at this academy. Even if I were to say I’m quitting, they wouldn’t stop me, but I’m sure they would be saddened.

Moreover, the academy is filled with the joyful memories of my parents. They wouldn’t want to be reminded of the negative emotion of “their son dropping out” associated with it.

I’ve had my way so far and intend to continue doing so, so I want to at least fulfill this obligation.

Additionally, although this reason is weaker compared to the three points mentioned earlier, I feel like I’ve been receiving frequent stares from Aida Ujieri, the daughter of the Knight Commander and the student council president of this academy.

At first, I thought it was just my overactive self-consciousness or an illusion, but since we are in different grades and different buildings, the frequency of these stares is too high to be mere coincidence.

This could be because the Quist family now has its own militia, and the Knight Commander, who is my father, might have been instructed to keep an eye on me if he has the time…

I’m not aiming for a coup, so if this helps prove my innocence, I’m fine with being watched as much as they like. However, other people’s stares, just like Olivia’s, are still stressful.

“…Shall we deal with it?”

“Why are you jumping to extremes right from the start, Mariel?”

“…I’ve been feeling sluggish lately, so I thought a bit of light exercise might help.”

“You, who sleeps in the maintenance box every day without fail, feeling sluggish? Or did you mean those words not for my sake but for yourself? I’m starting to wonder if you see me as the owner.”

“Since you provide high-quality oil, I do properly recognize you as the owner.”