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    “Who are you?”

    Clara pursed her lips as Zion asked with cold pressure.

    It was difficult to come up with an answer to this simple question.

    “, Rohan Oppa’s younger brother···!”

    “Are you my younger sibling?”

    “That’s···! No···.”

    I wanted to say something a little stronger about my relationship with Rohan, but that was about Clara’s limit at the moment.

    “Unfortunately, knowing Rohan’s name here is not a credible advantage. You may have picked up on what I said the first time.”

    “Ahh···.”

    “Let’s say you’re dressed like that. If you had a proper relationship with Rohan, why did you hide it? An arrogant attitude is not credible.”

    Clara couldn’t easily protest against the elf woman’s outburst.

    Of course, there are many objections that come to the girl’s mind. If she keeps mumbling like this, when she goes to bed at night, she will kick the blankets and cry inside, saying, “I should have said that back then!”

    However, it was still difficult for Clara to deal with a person who pushed forward so forcefully.

    It’s easier to just hit and hit.

    “Contact··· It can be proven by just one···.”

    “Hmm.”

    Clara glanced at her phone screen. Zion glanced at it.

    A message full of emoticons. It’s complicated.

    For Zion, who had never used a smartphone before, it was just something dizzying.

    “I sent you a message earlier··· My brother will be here soon! I also heard that an elf guest might come···.”

    “Okay. Then, assuming that your relationship with Rohan is like that, I’ll ask again. Why did you hide?”

    “That, that··· habitually···.”

    Because I was hugging the blanket in my underwear and sniffing.

    What could Clara say about the fact that her body moved reflexively in response to her shameful actions?

    So the girl with twintails blushed and looked down.

    Zion opened his eyes wide with an uneasy intuition that his opponent was hiding something.

    “You’re not saying the most important thing.”

    “···!”

    Clara looked up in surprise.

    From Zion’s perspective, it was a remark made based on intuition, but seeing Clara’s reaction made him even more wary.

    “Negotiations are broken off. There is no trustworthy part, so we will suppress it first.”

    “Huh!? If you wait, oppa will come···.”

    “Of course, that could be true. But what if it wasn’t Rohan who arrived after waiting, but your reinforcements?”

    “···.”

    “Don’t resist. I’ll do my best to make it as painless as possible.”

    Simply tie the hands and fingers lightly with cloth or cable ties to make it easier to read the rebellious movements.

    These are items that cannot exert their power on characters with magical powers, but since there are no proper restraints, this is the limit.

    “Stay still.”

    After finishing speaking, Zion returned the pistol he was holding to its place.

    Even though I pulled it out unconsciously, I knew that I shouldn’t be firing gunshots in the Zion Academy dorms.

    There it is.

    In the first place, if there is no sniper rifle, all other weapons for Zion are the same.

    Thud. Thud. Thud.

    As Zion closed the distance, Clara quickly disappeared and moved to the other side without a sound.

    Zion was constantly amazed by his footwork and speed.

    But in this situation, the rule is not to show your true feelings.

    “I hope you don’t resist.”

    “I hate it···!”

    Before she knew it, the girl was holding a Balisong and a pistol with a silencer in her hands.

    Zion rolled his gaze indifferently. He examined the opponent’s weapon closely.

    ‘You have a maniacal pistol.’

    That gun is a model that Zion also has. That was interesting.

    On top of that, using a Balisong and a pistol at the same time requires a considerable amount of skill and dexterity.

    Zion, feeling curious, takes another step.

    Clara raised her voice as if she was struggling when her opponent tried to close the distance between them.

    “If you come near me, I will, I will arrest you!”

    “Are you planning to shoot me in the limbs in the name of subjugation?”

    At Zion’s words, Clara was startled and looked at the weapons in her hands.

    Clara is no different from Zion. She unconsciously pulled out her gun.

    “I don’t intend to mess up your room···.”

    The girl folded the Bali Song with her slender fingers.

    He doesn’t stop there, he even hides a pistol.

    Zion wondered if the bare-handed girl was trying to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

    Swish.

    But contrary to Zion’s expectations, Clara pulled out something else.

    A pitch-black object contrasting with a white hand.

    ‘Extra silencer? No. That’s…!’

    Zion noticed magical energy moving through the object in Clara’s hand.

    Neither the dagger he wielded nor the pistol he carried inside his body were his main weapons.

    That’s that girl’s real weapon.

    Chijik──!!!

    Zion moved his magic to create a force to counter that weapon.

    Thin currents shot out from his body in complex patterns.

    ““···.””

    The moment Clara vowed not to back down anymore.

    That’s when the tension reaches its peak and they try to force each other to make rough movements.

    Wheein──! Wheein──!

    A vibration broke the silence of the standoff.

    Clara glanced at her phone screen and put away the item she had taken out.

    “I got a call from Oppa···!”

    The girl’s excited expression. She seems to be lively, as if the momentum from before has disappeared.

    That bright face that doesn’t seem to know it’s a battle.

    Thanks to that, Zion’s energy was completely drained.

    If that’s acting, then it’s only natural to be fooled.

    “···Take this and listen to it too.”

    ··

    ··

    Rohan opened the door to the academy dormitory.

    Clara and Sion. Only after confirming that there were no injuries on either of them did he bend down and let out a breath.

    “Whew···! Huh···!”

    How long has it been since I ran at full speed like this without thinking about my stamina allocation?

    He denounces the lungs as crazy.

    “Oh, brother! Drink some water!”

    Clara filled her cup with water and brought it to Rohan.

    Rohan gulped down the cold water, expressing his gratitude.

    Zion stood still and checked the two.

    He walked straight to Clara and bowed his head.

    “I’m sorry I didn’t trust you from the beginning. I think I tried to handle it too harshly.”

    “No! I think the situation was so complicated that I couldn’t help it···.”

    “I should have called Rohan in the first place.”

    “···Oh, is that so?”

    With the blood rushing to my head, even simple things like that didn’t come to mind.

    Tension must have also played a big part in solidifying one’s thoughts.

    “I’m sorry for pressuring you. I’m ashamed.”

    “Ji, really, it’s okay···!”

    Two girls with very different social skills.

    In the midst of the scenes where Zion keeps apologizing and Clara backs down, saying it’s okay.

    Rohan regained his breath and straightened his back.

    “Whew···! I’ll live a little.”

    At the same time, the two girls’ eyes were fixed on Rohan.

    Zion looked suspicious as if he had been waiting.

    “Rohan. Why didn’t I hear this important information?”

    Judging from his gaze, he must be talking about Clara.

    There is nothing to be ashamed of. This is something that Rohan also has something to say.

    “I was going to tell you on the phone yesterday. But then the call suddenly got disconnected.”

    “Ah.”

    At the end, the conversation ended without hearing a word, which left Zion wondering.

    I really had no idea that it would be such important information.

    “I was also anxious and waited. But since she didn’t call back, I told Clara···.”

    But that’s how things ended up like this.

    Zion accepted the situation without objection.

    “I’m sorry. I acted hastily and caused trouble.”

    “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you sooner···If things worked out for you two, don’t apologize to me.”

    Rohan liked the way Zion didn’t hesitate to apologize.

    Although I have pride and confidence in my lineage, I know that proper acknowledgment and reflection on right and wrong will not diminish it.

    Rohan approached Clara, who was fidgeting with her mouth shut next to him.

    Ask while looking into each other’s eyes.

    “Are you okay? We’re not hurt anywhere?”

    “Yeah···!”

    “For now, that’s it.”

    That was enough for Rohan.

    Even if it was class time, I would have seen the message and run out somehow. It feels like a stroke of luck that this happened during lunch time.

    “What about lunch for both of you? Aren’t you hungry?”

    ““···.””

    Affirmation conveyed through silence.

    Rohan raised the corners of his mouth as he looked back and forth between the two.

    “Then let’s eat together. I haven’t eaten yet either.”

    Rohan headed to the bathroom, saying he was just going to wash his face because of the sweat.

    So Clara and Zion were left alone once again.

    Zion looked at Clara and asked indifferently.

    “Were you Rohan’s lover? I’m sorry if I interrupted your time.”

    “Yes···?”

    Clara’s eyes widened.

    Zion smiled faintly for the first time at that sight.

    “I asked because they seemed to have a special relationship, even though they were just brothers. Isn’t that right?”

    “That, that··· We’re not lovers···.”

    Zion makes a surprised face.

    Clara, who felt happy at that reaction, moved her twintails and corrected her evaluation of the elf in front of her.

    ‘Joe, he might be a good person…!’

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