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    I couldn’t manage my facial expression as Bea asked the question with a serious expression.

    “Do you want to meet other women?”

    “.. What?”

    “No, I mean..”

    Bea took a moment to organize my words and I needed to organize my thoughts.

    What did you just hear?

    “The question was whether we are not enough. Do you want to make another fiancé? Something like that.”

    “What are you talking about all of a sudden..”

    That’s really sudden.

    Do you want to get along well after marriage and then meet another woman? If my wife asks, “Is this how I feel?”

    “No.. I know you’re popular.”

    “Uh.. right.. right?”

    It’s not very popular.

    Because I am a combination of many things that made me unpopular.

    Rather, it would be strange that it is not popular.

    Even if you don’t realize it, it’s strange.

    “But you want to enjoy that popularity, but I thought we might be stopping you..”

    “So what we want to say is.. if you want it, we will accept it.”

    “Of course it will be sad.”

    “It may be heartbreaking.”

    “Still, Vera, if you want.”

    “We don’t care.. Hehehe..”

    I’m saying it’s allowed, but I’m saying it’s not allowed…

    The more I talk, the more I become like an abandoned puppy.

    “Um…”

    I hate seeing Bea and Agnes crying.

    If you want to see the girl you like cry, that’s perverted.

    But it would be a bit difficult to throw away my academy life like this.

    Is there any way?

    “First of all.. I have no intention of increasing it further, at least for now.”

    “At least..”

    “Now…”

    “I just want to enjoy life at the academy…”

    “All the women at the academy…”

    “I want to enjoy it..”

    “No, that’s not it!”

    The two of them were already mesmerized and began to think only negatively no matter what I said.

    However, perhaps because he looks so good, even this appearance seems cute.

    “I have no intention of taking on another fiancé other than you.”

    “Hipp..!”

    Bea and Agnes’ expressions slightly brightened.

    And then a hiccupping sound came from behind.

    Before I knew it, the saintess who came with drinks and food was standing behind me.

    And the owner of the hiccups I heard a little while ago was also a saint.

    “W.. Here it is.. It’s nothing, just a person brought it..”

    ““”…“””

    “Then.. Except for the nobody.. Enjoy your meal..”

    The saintess turns around and trudges away with sunken eyes.

    I think I need to think again about what mistakes I made during my meeting with the saint.

    Apparently nothing special happened.

    “Vera. Tell me everything that happened with the saint.”

    “Yes, Dor. Hurry up and tell me.”

    I told the story one by one to the two fiancés who urged me to do so.

    When, where, how, and why we met.

    And he told me everything about the conversation.

    The two fiancés listened intently to each and every detail.

    “Vera was wrong.”

    “This is Dor’s fault.”

    “Huh?”

    They both found me guilty.

    I appealed the decision because I thought it was strange.

    “Me? What’s wrong?”

    “Well, for now. I smiled.”

    “And he said it was a pretty name.”

    “I said I’d see you next time.”

    “And again..”

    “Stop!”

    I continued to explain the reason and made him stop.

    If a man is kind, he will be misunderstood.

    I felt it myself.

    “Ha.. what should I do..”

    “Even just 2 minutes ago, you said that it would be just us..”

    “Dor is a liar..”

    “Then..”

    “You couldn’t have played with a woman’s heart, right?”

    “I bet Vera does that.”

    I’m already so distraught, but these two are helping me next to them.

    I wanted to cheer him up a little.

    “Then shall I get engaged to the saint?”

    ““Huh..?”“

    I suppressed my laughter as I looked at the two people who immediately stiffened at my words.

    ”If you follow what you say, the saint should also take responsibility.“

    ”.. Ah.. no..“

    ”But..“

    I wanted to see him a little more embarrassed, but I felt like if I added more, I would see him crying instead of embarrassed, so I stopped.

    ”It’s a joke. There’s no way I would do something you don’t like.“

    ”Wow.. Vera has changed..“

    ”.. People naturally change.“

    For a moment, I couldn’t help but pause at Bea’s words.

    I also feel myself changing.

    Should I say that I am trying to think and live a little more comfortably?

    First of all, what is accurate is that things have changed since becoming aware of past memories.

    Before, I didn’t express my feelings as they were.

    As if wearing a mask.

    Since his memories came back, he has stopped doing such things and is returning to his original personality.

    I thought I was accepting this as reality, but there was some doubt in my heart.

    That’s right… the current situation is so unrealistic.

    Everyone has some doubts until they know for sure, right?

    Anyway, I had too many thoughts in my head.

    All my actions were limited as I thought about what to do if this happens and what to do if that happens.

    That’s not the case anymore, and I’m trying to stay true to my original personality.

    ”Then what will the saintess do..?“

    ”Um… well… what do you think you should do?“

    For one side to be relieved and happy, the other side must be sad.

    Is there a way for both of us to be happy?

    To that end, I will try to listen to the opinions of the one side in front of me.

    ”Um.. I’ll just.. wait a little bit.“

    ”What?“

    ”I just need time to prepare my mind..“

    ”.. We’re not breaking up..?“

    ”Still.. If another girl says she’s coming, I need some time.. I just think that’s it.“

    First of all, Bea said that although it was not a dirty job, she would allow it later.

    Now it’s Agnes’ turn.

    ”Agnes, what about you?“

    ”Hmm… I’m going to follow Beatyr’s opinion… He’s deeper and wiser than me. “

    ”Oh..“

    I’ve never heard Agnes praise anyone else.

    Although I don’t mean to belittle it.

    There is one reason why Agnes spares praise.

    Because there is nothing other people are better at than her.

    ”Okay. Then, if you feel better, let me know.“

    ”.. Aren’t you so happy?“

    ”Hmm?“

    Is there any reason not to be happy?

    ”Well, if we do this, both of us can be happy.“

    ”… Vera, you.. have really changed..“

    ”So.. Dor… what happened?“

    ”.. Rather than that, can’t we just call them both the same? I’m confused…“

    I said something else to divert attention from the reason I had changed.

    In fact, one is called Vera and the other is Dor, so it’s confusing because it seems like they’re calling each other different people.

    ”No! It’s my nickname. I’m already used to it.“

    ”Agnes.. Wait a minute..“

    Bea grabs the back of Agnes, who says absolutely no, pulls her and starts whispering.

    I ate the cake placed on the table and waited.

    ‘oh…’

    How is it so soft?

    I think it’s the most delicious cake I’ve ever had.

    ”.. What should I do.. Vera… Then..“

    ”Ah.. but… that’s right..“

    As I was eating the cake and looking at it, I could hear the sound of words being spoken intermittently.

    But it is difficult to guess with this amount.

    So I just paid no attention and ate cake and drinks.

    This house.

    You’re also good at tea.

    ”What if the method.. ah!….“

    ”Oh… Then,..“

    ”That’s right… It works..“

    ”Okay..“

    As if they had finished speaking, the two people who had turned their backs to each other looked back at the same time.

    I was a little startled by the sparkle of desire in his eyes, but I didn’t do anything and just stared at him without saying a word.

    ”.. What’s wrong..?“

    ”Why is that so?“

    ”Try to guess.“

    ”No…“

    ‘Wouldn’t there be a little hint to guess correctly?’

    No matter how many times I looked at the two trying to guess why they were doing this, they couldn’t come up with a correct answer.

    While silence continued.

    A letter-shaped window appeared before my eyes.

    -Pee it.

    I’m wondering what to do when I see the window for the first time.

    ”Aaaah!..“

    ”What.. suddenly..“

    ”Ah.. I’m surprised..“

    I guess it wasn’t just me.

    When you press the seal on the letter, it melts, disappears, and begins to open.

    The letter was sent to the Academy.

    And what was written in the letter was about the tournament.

    [Agrippina Academy Tournament Application Form]

    [Click Yes if you wish to apply for the tournament, or No if you do not wish to apply]

    [A maximum of 128 students per grade can apply for the tournament, and the preliminary round begins two days after the letter is sent.]

    [Additional detailed rules will be provided when you decide to apply.]

    [Yes] [No]

    [30:58:50]

    The time given after opening the letter was 31 hours.

    It is now 5 o’clock, so the time is exactly until midnight tomorrow.

    I probably won’t apply.

    ”Hmm.. Are you going to apply?“

    Won’t my fiancé apply?

    ”Of course.“

    ”If it’s a woman, of course.“

    I looked at the two who seemed happy for some reason and then deleted the window.

    They say that if you imagine it in your head when you want, it will come back, so don’t make a choice and just wait.

    just in case.

    ***

    After some time passed, I left the cafe and went into the forest where no one could see.

    When I heard about the tournament, I was curious about my skills and wanted to sweat while swinging my sword.

    After walking for about 30 minutes with the sword I borrowed from Bea in my left hand, I came across a clearing in the forest.

    It’s not that wide, but it’s enough space to swing the sword.

    He took out a silver sword that matched the color of Bea’s hair.

    Moonlight reflecting off the tip of the sword.

    ”Write it.. Phew..“

    I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and started chanting.

    It would be easier to do it without chanting, but since I’m holding the sword now, it’s easier to chant.

    ”Gelátĭo.“

    Intermediate ice magic.

    Mana is draining from my right hand.

    With the sound of the blade freezing.

    Cold bloomed on the sword.

    -Keee

    I swung the sword in that state.

    From top to bottom.

    -Seeing!

    From left to right.

    -Yes!

    Diagonal line from bottom left to top right.

    -Seeing!

    A sharp sound cut through the air.

    Frozen air along the tip of the sword.

    ”Phew..“

    -Kikigeek.

    When I canceled the ice magic, the ice floating in the air cracked.

    -Chaeng…

    I memorized the following chant while looking at the ice breaking and scattering like cherry blossoms falling on a spring day.

    ”Fulgor.“

    Intermediate electric magic.

    Even though the ice has disappeared, purple sparks begin to crackle and fly over the cold blade.

    I swung my sword like before.

    -It’s so bad!!

    Electricity begins to bounce with sound.

    But I really don’t like it.

    It feels like it was used in an inappropriate way.

    Pull the handle of the sword to your shoulder and extend your opposite hand so that it points in the same direction as the tip of the sword.

    -Crackling.. jiii!!

    Mana gathered at the tip of the sword.

    After gathering almost all of the mana.

    At the same time as he retracts his outstretched hand.

    I swung my sword.

    -Quaaa!!!

    The collected mana was released.

    A huge bolt of lightning shot forward from the sword.

    -Cow.. Coo..

    Everything that blocks lightning is left behind.

    It turned into a handful of ash.

    -Crackling.. Jiji..

    As my body’s mana depletes, the electricity surrounding my sword disappears, and my head begins to pound.

    When I took off my earrings, the headache went away…

    ”.. What should we do with the burnt trees..?“

    -Hwiiing…

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