episode_0093

After all the lectures on the first day of school were over, I was on my way back to the dormitory.

Professor Jan, who called me every day, must have heard that I needed to rest, so he never called me out to train.

Although no one asked me to train.

Taking a break from training every day wasn’t usually uncomfortable.

My footsteps as I walked towards the dormitory suddenly stopped.

After that, I persuaded Bea, who was puzzled, and headed to the library.

What I found out after the lecture was that they said they decided the order among themselves.

And on the first day, Bea took over.

Should we say that it is undeniable cronyism?

So, the others went to the cafe where Gloriana works part-time to socialize with each other.

When we suddenly moved to the library, Bea was looking suspiciously.

When I arrived at the library, I walked straight to the place where there were magic-related books.

Although he also practices swordsmanship, he is basically a wizard.

The inability to use double chanting and advanced magic is a major disadvantage.

I’m looking through the books, looking for something that piques my interest.

Bea stepped in and covered the books.

“Didn’t the principal tell you to take a break?”

“.. So you’re not training?”

“Profit..! Get some rest! And then you collapse. What you need most right now is mental rest!”

“.. Okay, okay..”

You can come back to the library later.

For now, in order to get out of the way, I patted Bea’s back and calmed her down.

Then, Bea’s expression relaxed a little and she slowly put her hand into her arms.

I wondered what the shapely object that came out of it was, and it turned out to be a small notebook.

He turned the page with a clicking sound and then carefully turned one page.

There is a list of things to do in Bea’s handwriting with the title ‘Daily routine!’

And none of those tasks included the ‘hun’ character for training.

After reading to the end, I raised my head and Bea asked me with a cautious look.

“.. It’s difficult..”

I felt like it was a pity that it came out as is without the filtering.

If you do it wrong, it may sound like you don’t want to go around together.

As expected, there was sadness in Bea’s gaze as she looked at me.

I tried to immediately apologize, but Bea’s hand covered my mouth.

And then unexpected words flowed from Bea’s mouth.

“.. What are you afraid of?”

“.. Eup..?”

My eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment.

Are you afraid?

Have I ever said something like that?

No, there isn’t.

Even if I was afraid, I kept it wrapped up and didn’t express it.

When I asked Bea how she knew, she smiled and said.

“The expression says it all, right? So why are you so nervous? What are you so afraid of? The son of an imperial duke! What are you so afraid of when the head of the Academy is right in front of you?”

“.. Ugh..”

“Say it! Then I can help or we can work together.. Ah.”

When I tapped her hand with my index finger, the hand covering her mouth fell.

I tried to sneak past it, but Bea squeezed my shoulder, showing her determination to listen.

I squeezed it so hard that my shoulder hurt a little.

“It’s really no big deal. Just..”

“It’s Vera.”

I rolled my eyes and tried to explain it naturally.

Bea spoke in a calm voice.

“You have your own habits that no one knows about except me and Agnes. For example..”

“…”

“Wiggle your left hand when you lie. Like rolling your eyes out loud.”

The grip on his shoulders became stronger, as if warning him not to lie anymore.

I almost cried a little at that.

It’s not that I wanted you to know.

No, why are you trying to uncover the fact that you were hiding it because you would rather not know?

There is a good reason for hiding it.

No matter how close you are.

Even if you are in love, there are things you want to hide.

Because they don’t want to worry about their own shortcomings or concerns.

“.. It’s really nothing.”

“Until the end..”

“Trust me.”

As I placed my hand on hers, I felt my strength relax.

“.. cowardly..”

Telling your lover to trust you.

In fact, it is no different from a cheat.

If you say you don’t believe it, you’re sure to blush, but you still feel uncomfortable believing it.

“Sorry. But it’s really okay.”

As if to reassure her, he stroked her cheek with his right hand and gently touched the bookshelf to her back.

But the more we pushed, the closer we became.

As my height grew by more than 10 centimeters, I was at a higher eye level than Bea.

That made me look down at her.

As I stared at her while remaining silent, Bea tried to cower as if she was embarrassed for shedding tears.

But even such resistance only closed his eyes as my face approached.

I admired her pink lips for a moment and then smacked them when she felt something strange.

The salty taste of tears lingered on her lips as she wiped them for the first time in a long time.

I wonder if she felt the salty taste too.

And when Bea realized where the salty taste came from, she tried to put her head back.

The back of her head has long since been blocked by the leaning bookshelf.

Bea, who was looking for a way to escape, relaxed when she realized that it was already too late.

He tasted her lips a little more, as his defenses had completely disappeared, and then opened his mouth.

Unfortunately, like my kiss with Anne, it didn’t lead to a silver thread.

“.. one more time..”

They tried to run away like that, but now they are demanding it.

Bea still couldn’t escape the lingering feeling of the kiss.

He raised one index finger and made his face appear.

She was so cute that I hugged her tightly with both arms.

“I want to stay like this for now.”

“.. Ah, okay..”

Her breath is expelled from her mouth as it touches her chest.

As a result, my arms became warmer.

Now I am hugging someone I love without any worries.

I was so happy.

I was so happy that I even believed it was a dream.

“Be, Vera? Strengthen your arms..”

“Ah..”

I accidentally strained the arm holding her.

The deaths of family and acquaintances are almost certain to be false.

But it became a nail called trauma for me and was driven deep into my heart.

So that it can never be taken out.

It seems like that trauma has been triggered again.

Although it should never happen, the thought of losing Bea lingered in my head.

The end of all living things that do not live again as they are now.

death.

The thought that comes out as if in opposition to the thought of death is the power of immortality.

Yes, as long as you have that, you won’t die.

When I thought about that, I felt a little more at ease.

I grabbed Bea’s cheeks as she tilted her head with wide eyes and stretched them to both sides.

“Ugh..”

Bea’s cheeks stretched like a cartoon even though they were stretched just enough to not hurt.

I had no idea that such a small face could hide so much cheek fat.

When you let go, it returns to its original position.

After doing that a few times, this time Bea’s hand went to my cheek.

“I want to do it too!”

As I did, Bea repeats stretching and releasing until it doesn’t hurt.

The worry from earlier had completely disappeared from her face.

So we played with each other’s cheeks in the library for a long time.

Until the librarian came later and kicked me out, saying I shouldn’t be doing this here.

*

On the way back to the dormitory after a longer time than expected.

When I tried to lead her like the skinship before, Bea held my hand and led me, saying it was natural for a woman to escort a man.

The academy uniform was as pure white as when I first saw it, as if it had been well maintained, but some parts were frayed.

That was all, and my hands, which had been as soft as ferns, were calloused.

Still, it’s soft.

In any case, it was completely different from when we first met.

Whenever she leads me and walks like this, I think of that time when I was five years old.

A little girl who was as cute as a doll turned into a woman and led me.

He fell into a coma just a few months after we met, leaving a gap of about 9 years, so it was difficult to adjust, even if only slightly.

It wouldn’t have been like that if I had seen them slowly growing together.

.. It’s such a pity.

It must have been a long time from Bea’s perspective.

For me, 9 years have passed since I blinked.

Since we grew up not being able to do things together that we could have done as children, the only memories we have are the two months we spent together.

Even if you know the consequences.

If I go back to that time, I will repeat the same choice.

I regret the years we didn’t spend together, but Bea’s death is something that should never have happened.

No matter what, I won’t die due to the power of immortality, but if it’s Bea, it’s different.

Although they did share power in the end.

I didn’t want to see her get hurt.

“.. It’s Bea.”

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

The bright smile on her face makes me wonder if I should ask.

Is there any need to break this atmosphere?

“Um.. no.”

“Ah, what is that.”

Anyway, there are a lot of days left to live, so all you have to do is build more memories.

So that tears will never flow from her face again.

I made a promise to myself and walked along.

And the day after I made that promise.

“.. Yes.. What is that..”

“I’m not teasing you or playing a prank.. My disciple..”

“The last day of the year. I will die on that day..”

The day after I pledged to be happy.

I could see that reality was colder than I knew.