episode_0014

It has been three weeks since the new semester started.

Now is the time for the once noisy cradle to return to its usual atmosphere little by little.

“Crazy! it’s crazy!! It’s a great case!!”

okay. In the beginning, that is.

“Hey! The swordsmanship club and the martial arts club are in a battle of destruction!”

The exaggerated gestures and voice seem a bit excessive.

At first, everyone reacted indifferently to the shouts of one male student.

“What is it, what is it? Suddenly, before destruction?”

“Fighting over the club room? But should we consider that as a pre-destruction period?”

“We’ll end up arguing roughly again. Anyway, those two do that every semester.”

Friendly competitions between clubs happen all the time.

Now it is being treated as a kind of event.

So, the students’ reaction was probably natural.

“The best freshman prospect in the martial arts club, Deus!”

however. This time, it was difficult to view it as a simple event.

“Huh? wait for a sec. If it’s Deus, then during the hazing ceremony… .”

“That’s right. The boy who was okay even after being hit by the student council president!”

“A monster that destroyed the measuring instrument and also broke the barrier… no. Anyway, is he?!”

It is not normal for someone to step forward from a martial arts club.

He is a new student that not only older students but also teachers are paying attention to.

“And! At the swordsmanship club! Luciel Hwang… no! Senior Luciel is coming!!”

“Kuhgh?!”

“This is crazy!!”

Hwaryongjeomjeong is a member of a swordsmanship club that deals with Deus.

4th grade senior. Detachment leader. Without any disagreement, he is the strongest student in the cradle. Luciel.

He is a person who rarely appears in public because of his status.

A student who joined a club but refrained from participating in it.

She suddenly announced that she would participate in a friendly match!

“Wow. You have to see this. You must definitely see this!”

“When is it?! where?! How can I meet our senior Luciel!”

It is a set procedure that the interest of the cradle students explodes.

Deus is Deus, but Luciel in particular played a decisive role.

A woman who chose life and duty as a powerful person rather than a princess.

In addition to outstanding skills, it also has the beauty of being sculpted with light.

Anyone would be interested to see such a person come forward.

“You’re crazy. Isn’t this the beast and the beauty?”

“You’re the size of one. It’s a romance novel. This is the beast versus the beauty.”

“Everyone be quiet! Why can’t I concentrate like this?”

These guys aren’t interested in class today?

Why are you guys like this! Concentrate! Are you taking a paper test?!

Only the teachers had grim faces and were tapping on the blackboard.

While the whole cradle was in turmoil like this. What is the protagonist of a friendly match doing?

―Nyaaa!!

“Oh. It’s fast.”

Well, what are you going to do? Of course I’m playing with the cat.

Today too, we have a brilliant battle with Jojo the cat.

I need to quit. Even though you want to, in the end, the sound effect is a bonus.

“… .”

And today too. Yurishia was quietly watching from the side.

“Hey, over there. Deus.”

I finally opened my mouth, overcoming my shame and timidity.

“Are you not worried? or not… Tension or something… .”

worry? nervous? Deus blinks and withdraws his hand.

Then JoJo said, ‘Nyaan!’ He then quickly runs away to Yurishia’s side.

“What.”

“Oh.”

Unlike Deus, who threw punches at incredible speeds.

Joe rubs his body against Yurishia while making an 8-cylinder sound.

At that scene, Deus crossed his arms and clicked his tongue.

“Who says he’s not a male?”

Either that or not. JoJo continued to stick by Yurishia.

It’s like, ‘You’re better than that monster!’ As they say.

“Hey! If you like Yurishia, live with her! I’m the one who feeds you!”

“You are so sexy. do not do that. that… this child. But it doesn’t do it like Deus.”

In fact, Deus is the only one who exchanges punches with JoJo.

I rub my body like this, but I actually get excited when Yurishia pays attention to me! and goes away.

From Deus’s perspective, ‘Well, there are all these crazy cats.’ I want to, but I want to.

“Me, and… You know JoJo.”

“Yes.”

“It’s not a boy… .”

… Uh, huh?

“Hey, it’s a girl.”

“… .”

“Mo, I didn’t know.”

Deus quietly looked at Jojo at Yurishia’s words.

Uh, um. So, I named the female cat Jojo.

if. Maybe Meownyang Punch, who seems to be complaining when he sees me, is actually… ?

‘No. Now that I think about it, it’s not like there aren’t any female Jojos.’

So I am innocent. You are still JoJo!

―Nyaaa!!

Did he even understand Deus’s intentions?

JoJo suddenly approaches him and throws a faster punch.

Of course this time too. Although the attack was all blocked by just one index finger.

“Eurisia.”

“Ugh, ugh!”

“Did you just say that? Are you worried? Are you not nervous?”

“Uh… huh. The friendly match opponent… .”

“Not even one. Are you worried? Nervous or not.”

A grave voice. Even if he had some spare time, he just had the same face as usual.

Yurishia swallowed her saliva without realizing it at that sight.

“Only people who are not confident in their own skills do that.”

Rather, it’s excitement. What if it’s thrilling?

Are you worried or nervous? It was a word that was too far away from who I am now.

It’s not like an apocalypse where the world is going to end tomorrow, so what?

“Well, still. The opponent is the opponent… ?”

“Whoever comes. Win.”

Confidence beyond confidence. No, even the word “confidence” is not enough.

What on earth should I call that? Natural? truth? I don’t know. I really don’t know.

But one thing is certain. That’s it… .

“Me too. I think so too.”

“Eurisia?”

“It’s not like I’m completely worried like Deus, though. I’m nervous though. still! I think Deus will win in the end! That’s what I believe!!”

“Uh, um… .”

I didn’t say this hoping for this kind of support.

Deus, who was scratching the back of his head, hesitated and said thank you.

*

All afternoon classes are over. Then the students rush somewhere.

It’s not a concession stand. It’s not even a restaurant. It is not a library or a central square.

Their destination today is Cradle’s 7th training ground. It was right there.

“Hey! hurry! You must sit in the front seat!”

“No! The middle seat is best! It’s actually hard to see ahead!!”

Again, club friendly competitions are not that rare events.

Today’s mess started not with the friendly match itself, but with the number of people in the bracket.

“But isn’t this a bit unreasonable? The martial arts club calls for freshmen, but the swordsmanship club invites senior fourth-year students.”

“It’s not uncommon for juniors and seniors to end up together, so isn’t that okay?”

“That’s true, but there has never been such a big difference!”

“Hey. If you look at it that way, even a one-day club member or a martial arts club is a problem.”

The story continues. Which club made the mistake first?

In the end, there was only one answer. No matter what, we just have to eat popcorn!

“Sleep! Homemade popcorn from the fried food club! Buy it quickly! Almost sold out!!”

“Hey! What is a fried food club? Why do you make popcorn! That’s our snack club!”

“How are you? It’s for our cooking club, you damn Sapa bastards!!”

Meanwhile, a fight broke out over the sale of popcorn, which could generate sweet sales today.

I think there will probably be another friendly match between the three clubs in the morning.

“I don’t know what’s happening all of a sudden.”

“Why. I find it fun. Isn’t this the charm of a cradle?”

Not only the students, but also the teachers are looking forward to it.

Promising talent and genius. A battle between a genius and a promising talent. What kind of ending will it lead to?

“Now! everyone! Please take a seat! Quickly! Otherwise I won’t start!”

This was my chance, so I quickly took the position of emcee at the event club.

It’s not really like this. Suddenly it became a cradle-wide event.

“To all the students gathered here today! We sincerely welcome you! Today’s match is a martial arts club versus a swordsmanship club. Swordsmanship club vs martial arts club! It’s a friendly match between these two for the final points! And the student who will be in charge of the friendly match! Promising talent and genius. I will become a genius and a promising person!”

ah! Get started quickly! When are you doing it? If this continues, I’ll eat all the popcorn!

Oh, take your time! We haven’t received the popcorn yet!

When mental ferocity reached its peak everywhere. Finally, the line comes.

“Then, starting now! Have a friendly match! Sijaaa!!― I’ll do it!!”

“Wow!!”

Deus touched his forehead as the cheers filled the training hall.

‘It’s really fucked up.’

Isn’t this more than a zoo beast, but a barbarian gladiator in the Colosseum?

At this point, the students started shouting, ‘Kill them! ‘Kill him!’ I’m afraid he might put his thumb down.

How did things get to this point? The feeling of tightness in my chest was an added bonus.

‘… done. what. Thanks to you, we will have a real fight for the first time.’

The body that was created through all the hard work, and even the oath that binds us.

I was wondering when I would try using everything, and finally the opportunity came.

The opponent is a princess who is considered the best among the students at the cradle. No, I’m a 4th year senior.

Thanks to this, I think I can play properly without worrying about anything.

“Let me introduce you to the swordsmanship club first! A proud senior of our cradle! I have never missed the top spot ever! The best swordsman in the cradle! Please give senior Luciel Margretel a big round of applause!!”

―Waaaa!!

A huge roar. The applause was twice as loud as that.

An ordinary person might have been completely intimidated by it.

“Next! Martial arts club! A new prospect who showed a truly amazing performance at this new event! I will conquer everything with one punch! As expected, please welcome Deus students with a big round of applause!!”

What kind of composure do you have? Don’t use such shameful rhetoric!

―Clap clap!

The appearance of Deus on top of the training ground is extremely peaceful.

The students’ cheers, applause, and everything else were put away long ago.

What matters to him now is being on the other side. You are just your opponent today.

‘… surely. I can feel that the form is different.’

They say he is close to being a cradle teacher. It definitely deserves that kind of review.

The elegance felt even without the sword drawn and the perfect balance seen in the body.

He is strong. He is also a character at that level who has almost reached maturity.

Is this what it feels like to encounter a well-stored treasured sword?

‘thank god.’

Deus smiled.

There seemed to be no need to exert too much force today.