Thud thud.

    After surviving another tiring day, I returned to the dormitory with Yasha as soon as the academy ended.

    Now we’ve broken up and I’m walking alone.

    A time when the sun has not set yet.

    It had been a long time since I had returned to the dorm at this hour since I had become friends with Sarah.

    ‘I like it noisy, though.’

    Sometimes it’s not a bad idea to quietly go back to the dorm like this.

    The reason I didn’t do the training I always did with the kids today wasn’t particularly grand.

    It was simply because in this match, the teamwork between the members was more important than their individual abilities.

    Of course, there were also good opinions that suggested training through vest-and-seat sparring.

    I politely declined them, my face pale.

    When the kids asked why, I explained that I wanted to rest for a day or so. When I said I wanted to rest before sparring with the 10th Warrior, not a single kid understood.

    Among them, Yasha’s face darkened when he realized that he was being considered for being shy, and he felt burdened by those words. I patted Yasha on the back.

    -It’s not because of you, I really wanted to rest.

    I turned it down for Yasha’s sake, but it wasn’t a lie. It was true that I wanted to rest.

    For some reason, the kids just let me go today. Is it because of Yasha?

    It wasn’t just a guess.

    There are a few shy kids, but most of them are confident and popular, and they seemed a little cautious when I brought Yasha today.

    And then, out of the blue, Ad’s question was, “Did you know about Yasha and bring him here?”

    Even thinking about it again, I still don’t know why I asked.

    However, it was polite to say I didn’t know when the person was right next to me, so I nodded.

    Adun seemed to disbelieve my answer, but waved his hand as if he didn’t want to think about it any further.

    -Okay, you do it yourself, you rascal.

    His words were harsh, but his expression was full of worry.

    If I think about it in the happiness circuit, I wonder if I was worried that I would get beaten up by kids while hanging out with Yasha.

    I left the classroom with Yasha, having a fantasy that could never happen in this reality.

    Back to the present.

    Now that I’ve parted ways with Yasha, I’m going to catch up on the sleep I missed yesterday and today.

    Squeak…

    “It came out.”

    “Come on in!”

    As I set my bag down on the floor, resisting the urge to lie down, Ilya snatched it away like a cat catching a fish.

    “I’ll take care of the bag myself.”

    “All the cleaning, laundry, and cooking is done by Uncle Steven, so if he doesn’t even ask me to do these things, what do you want me to do?”

    “I’m saying this because I don’t want to burden you.”

    “Where in the world is there a maid who says she wants to work for her master…”

    “This is your first time doing this. Study hard now and work later.”

    “Okay…”

    Ilya lowered his head with a bitter smile, as if he didn’t like my answer. Oh.

    “I can’t let you go today because I didn’t buy anything.”

    “I’m not upset! Do you think I’m the kind of person who gets upset over things like this?”

    “…”

    Memories of the past came back to me.

    I slowly took my gaze off Ilya.

    “Slightly?”

    “Really! Stop playing around… ?”

    Ilya’s expression suddenly turned cold as he took a step closer to me and hit my chest. The smile he had been smiling disappeared and his eyes lost focus. What the heck, all of a sudden.

    scared.

    Ilya tilted his head, took a step closer, and sniffed my clothes.

    “Another woman’s smell?”

    I raised both hands towards Ilia, who was mumbling, and put some distance between us.

    “I made a new friend today.”

    “How long did you have to be with the friend you met today to smell like that?”

    “They weren’t really close together. Oh, they were a bit close together when we came together.”

    “Come with me?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Huh!? Huh? ”

    “Sigh, you said you wouldn’t get upset easily.”

    “That’s different from this.”

    Without saying anything like, “What on earth is different?” I calmly thought about why Ilya was acting like that. The reasons why Ilya was upset were often simple.

    So, if you think about it for a little bit, you can quickly understand why.

    “Ah.”

    I said, raising my fist with my palm facing upward.

    “I’ll introduce you to him next time. He’s more shy than I thought, but he’s not a bad guy.”

    “…”

    Ilya glared at me with a dumbfounded expression. Huh?

    Isn’t this it?

    I started to roll my eyes at Ilya’s unexpected behavior. However, I couldn’t find a proper reason.

    “That…That’s…”

    Ilya chuckled and tapped my shoulder, probably amused by my embarrassed look.

    “Well… I guess it’s okay if you introduce me.”

    “Are you feeling better?”

    “I told you it doesn’t get twisted easily.”

    Even I could tell that this was a lie. But I didn’t say it out loud.

    “I thought it was a lie just now.”

    “…No?”

    “Okay, then. Come in quickly.”

    Ilya entered the living room ahead of Logs and began setting the table with the food that Steven had prepared.

    “Where did Steven go?”

    “I have something urgent to do.”

    “Really? Then you can eat my food for a few days. It was so delicious back then.”

    “Hehehe… If you suddenly say something like that…”

    With those words, Ilya decided to forget what had just happened.

    ***

    The morning has dawned.

    I ate and went straight to bed, but I’m still sleepy.

    As expected, the more you sleep, the more you want to sleep.

    I yawned and waved to Yasha, who was checking the classroom from the front.

    “Hello Yasha?”

    “Oh, hello!”

    “Do you want to take class with me today?”

    “No, no! It’s, it’s okay.”

    “Okay? Got it.”

    Yasha, who ran away from me in a hurry, sat down in the corner seat in front where he always sits. I didn’t pay much attention to him either and sat down in the seat I always sit in.

    I started talking to Sarah, who was memorizing a strange piece of paper next to me, just to say hello.

    “What day is it today that you’re here so early?”

    “What day is it…Why are you so relaxed when you’re sparring with the 10 warriors next week?”

    “I’ll do it moderately.”

    “Something’s annoying.”

    “What?”

    When I frowned, Sarah quickly covered her forehead with her hand.

    “It’s late.”

    “I didn’t mean to hit you.”

    I laughed at her with a snort. Sarah clenched her fist, apparently irritated by my tone.

    “I have it.”

    “Please bear with me.”

    “You’re lucky. You don’t have to do the morning exercises that everyone else does.”

    “You haven’t done it before either.”

    “But isn’t it natural to work hard in times like this? You…you were like that yesterday too, and what the…”

    “I’m not a priest with a competitive spirit like warriors.”

    “Talking nonsense.”

    Sarah sighed and slumped down on the desk.

    Without her knowing, I checked the contents of the paper on the desk.

    The paper contained drawings of hand gestures and instructions for each hand gesture. I was impressed by the number of instructions that seemed to be numerous at first glance.

    “You’re working hard.”

    “What, don’t look.”

    Sarah, who had been glaring at me with her eyebrows furrowed, covered the paper with both arms. She seemed more sensitive than yesterday, so I leaned back against the back of the chair without touching her.

    “I’m sorry for seeing this.”

    “Huh?…Yeah.”

    Sarah was surprised that Logs, who would normally have started a prank, didn’t do anything, but Sarah didn’t have the luxury of caring about such things right now, so she started memorizing the instructions written on the paper again.

    “…”

    It’s a familiar expression. I don’t quite remember what it was, though.

    In my vague memories, I could clearly see that it was the expression I had seen when I first met Sarah.

    ‘What kind of expression was that?’

    From my vague memories, I recalled a scene.

    That was right after the fight that made me close with Sarah, when we were talking.

    Sarah made a similar face when she said that the little garden was her sister’s, and that face contained conflicting emotions of competition, jealousy, and yet love.

    Because of my older sister who became a warrior at the youngest age, the expectations from those around me must be enormous. I can’t express in words the burden that comes from that.

    An opportunity to fight against the 10 warriors came to Sarah.

    It’s a rare opportunity, but one that could live up to expectations if you perform well.

    I don’t think there’s anything more important to Sarah right now than this conversation. But I was worried about that kind of emotion.

    It’s good to have a goal and work hard. However, if you compare Sana and Sara, the 10 warriors we saw last time, there is still a world of difference.

    I’m sorry to say this as a friend, but in her current state, she will never be able to beat her sister or live up to her expectations.

    It’s good to have high goals because it creates motivation along with them.

    But will Sarah be able to accept it when that goal fails?

    I shook my head slowly.

    I don’t know.

    That’s not for me to judge.

    however.

    -Son, you are still too weak.

    Sarah is a much stronger person than I am. I’m sure she can overcome this.

    “Why are you staring at me like that?”

    “Work hard.”

    “…what is it.”

    ‘That expression might hurt.’

    ***

    “I’m sorry…”

    This was the first thing Yasa said to me as we were walking to the training grounds after class. The reason he apologized was probably because he made it so we couldn’t do group training today.

    “There’s no need to apologize for that.”

    “But…”

    “We’ve never even matched up before, so rushing into group training won’t help us or them.”

    Yasha nodded slowly, seeming to agree with what I said.

    “Then let’s just take a look at your skills today? What do you do for a living?”

    “I”

    ***

    puck!!

    “Just a minute!”

    Despite my urging him to stop, Yasha continued to approach me.

    And then a sharp, fast hook flew into my jaw.

    I barely managed to block the attack and shouted in a hurry.

    “Hey, let’s calm down for now!”

    “But I told you not to stop until one of you passes out…”

    “Of course that’s a joke.”

    “Ah…just kidding…”

    Yasha bowed his head and rubbed his fist as if he understood.

    I approached her cautiously, as if I were facing a wild beast.

    “First of all, let me tell you a story…!”

    Phew-!!

    “Huh?”

    “…what a waste.”

    “Didn’t you understand what I said?”

    “?”

    Yasha tilted his head with a pure expression without any malice.

    “That wasn’t a lie?”

    “What?”

    Phew!

    “Don’t be fooled.”

    ‘I’m the one who got tricked in this situation!’

    You’re a wizard!!

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