episode_0010

“Have you been there? Pretty early… What is that?”

“Well, it’s a cat.”

Cecile’s eyebrows twitched. Perhaps she was angry at my insincere answer.

If that was really the case, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to see her angry for the first time in a long time.

“I know it’s a cat. But as far as I know… Keeping animals in the dormitory is probably prohibited by regulations.”

“I know.”

“But what… .”

“Don’t worry. Because no one cares anyway.”

“… … .”

How could anyone possibly come into my room? There was no way anyone would want to enter the room of a criminal like me.

Luckily or not, my room was located a little further away from the other rooms, so the soundproofing was decent.

“Anyway, please take care of me for a moment. I have something to do.”

After handing the cat to Cecil, he immediately opened a notebook. Her face was filled with bewilderment, but there was no one to care about it.

I had to transcribe everything before the effect of the memory magic wore off.

Squeeze out all the remaining magical energy and put it into your hands. Through this, precision and speed were added to the pen.

“What kind of cat is this cat all of a sudden? And this cat, both legs are broken… ”

Cecil said something behind me, but I couldn’t hear it properly because I was concentrating all my concentration.

If it had been necessary, she would have interrupted my concentration. If you don’t do that, it means that these are meaningless words.

It would have been okay to just leave it there.

She also liked protozoa, so she was probably very happy on the inside.

Honestly, rather than dealing with someone like me, wouldn’t it be much better to deal with a cute cat?

**

Night has come again.

Today the moon was covered by clouds, so there was only pitch black darkness.

“… … .”

And this moment, when even the light was silent, was the most peaceful time for Cecil. There was no need to pay any attention, just sitting still was enough.

Although she had some talent for magic, using the observation eye for a long time required considerable fatigue.

Additionally, magic that amplified the senses went beyond simply using magic power and required a high degree of concentration.

There is no problem for a short time, but after using it for a long time, you will experience severe migraines and nausea, so it was not that difficult.

Magical power was sure to be replenished if you waited, but stamina was slow to recover and was not always recovered.

It seems like a distant past now, but it was a comfortable daily life when Cain was at the mansion last week.

In those days, he just locked himself in his room and didn’t really do anything.

Looking out the window on a miserable day was her entire life, and she didn’t have to pay too much attention to it.

But now things have changed a little.

It was nice that she followed him to the academy, but there was no way for her to enter the school.

According to regulations, this dormitory was limited in what cadet employees could enter. Anything more than that required special permission, and there was no more cumbersome task than that.

Therefore, Cecil had no choice but to use the ‘Observation Eye’ to monitor Cain.

Honestly, I feel like I just want to leave him alone.

Because it seems impossible to achieve anything with his abilities. But I just can’t do that.

I don’t know why I do that.

If there was one thing I could point out, it was a piece of bitter emotion that felt like it was stuck in my heart, but I couldn’t tell whether it was because I sympathized with him or because I hated him.

Maybe it was because I saw his changed appearance.

He clearly became a different person. Now he could no longer be seen as helpless in the mansion.

Light seeped into his eyes again.

It meant that he had definitely found meaning in life, even if it was a little less than his previous brilliant days.

Of course, Cecil didn’t know exactly what that meant.

He studied hermeneutics this week, and today he visited the academy’s archives.

The content he scribbled diligently, ignoring her words, was all about his classmates.

There was a severe lack of clues.

It was difficult for Cecil to find the connection between his actions, so she had to watch him a little longer.

“… Kiying.”

He even brought a cat today.

A cat that looks exactly like him.

Everything seemed to be from the fact that he looked pitiful to the fact that his legs were broken. It makes you wonder if he might have been transformed into a cat.

He was also a bit, really a bit strange.

I don’t know why, but Cecil felt a sense of déjà vu from the look in his eyes. Maybe it was simply because she was tired.

“… .”

Cecil decided to stop thinking.

There wouldn’t be an answer anyway, and it was a meaningless waste of mental energy.

She gently closed her eyes. I hope he stays still tomorrow.

**

The weekend passed quickly.

I wonder when the last time was that fast.

It was because I was putting an unusual amount of effort into studying. I had to memorize as much of what was written in the notes as possible.

Even so, carrying around a notebook and finding each person one by one was a very suspicious behavior.

For something like studying, it was also a strangely fun time.

What can I say… It feels like looking for the culprit through the montages. In reality, it felt similar.

When I come here, I feel like time passes me by so quickly.

When I was at the mansion, I just wanted to go faster, but now that it has happened, I feel sad that I couldn’t do more.

“You know. Me. On the weekend… ”

“Anyway, is that the problem? I told you… ”

“Ah, I hate tests. Isn’t it okay to just see it once a semester?”

“So. Why take the test twice… ”

The classroom was lively.

The faces of the cadets who had come over the weekend were extremely excited.

Exactly one week has passed since I came here.

Still, interest in me hasn’t died. I’ve been cursed so much that I could live my whole life, and I’m still hearing it.

Nevertheless, if anything has changed, it is that the extent has decreased significantly.

Did I get tired of it quickly? Or did he lose interest in my consistent lack of response?

I sincerely hope that my position will gradually change from being the object of all attention to being invisible.

If I really live quietly like this, being free from all disturbances won’t be a vague dream.

But I guess the god of this world was greedy and didn’t want to leave me alone.

“Now! Everyone pay attention! Does everyone know that there is a practical exam next Friday?”

“””Yes.”””

“We discussed the method among the professors last week, and a decision has been made and we will let you know.”

“Professor! What is it?”

“Do not rush. I’ll let you know right away. This practical evaluation is a mock dungeon hunt and is conducted in groups of two.”

Actually, the evaluation method itself didn’t really matter to me. My goal was to avoid expulsion.

At this Saint’s Academy, if you failed two tests in a row, you were immediately expelled.

Of course, if you fail once, they give you make-up classes… but for me, just taking make-up classes was a waste of time.

Although I am weaker now than before and it has been a while since I stopped studying, I can still avoid a failing grade.

However, it might be a bit difficult for the cadet who is paired with me.

Because I have no will or reason to want to get good grades. Honestly, I didn’t care what other people’s grades were.

My partner had to blame his own fate for receiving the bomb that was me.

“Then, I will call the group formation right now. Groups were decided very fairly in order of grades. A group with the same 1st place and last place cadets, and a group with the same 2nd place and 2nd to last place cadets. In this way.”

The group formation method itself seemed acceptable. And if it’s that way, maybe my mate will…

“Article 1. First-year finalist Claire Rosheim, and final 307th-place Cain. There are two of us in a group.”

It was truly strange.

Is this a coincidence, fate, or bad luck? Whatever it is, it doesn’t seem to be that good.

Of course, even if she was my partner, it honestly didn’t matter.

To me now, she was just Cadet A, not a childhood friend, ex-fiancé, traitor, or anything else.

I don’t care about her anymore, and she won’t care about me anymore.

There may have been a bit of unwanted attention from cadets, but it was no different from usual, so there was no need to worry too much.

It would be true that there would be no problem…

Why is my heart so tight?

An unpleasant yet uneasy feeling was creeping in. It’s a feeling that something bad is going to happen.

Just like it was that day.

no. It would just be unlucky.

Don’t worry about feeling anxious. There was no need to reveal my bad feelings, which was good.

I sighed once and turned my head to look out the window.

Murmurs began to emanate from the cadets, but I heard nothing.