103 – Huyaje (2)
Here, there is a girl.
‘…… ‘What is that?’
I have made my own determination, and even from the perspective of others, I have the kind of determination that can be evaluated as remarkable.
There was a girl like that.
Her mood wasn’t that bad just a little while ago. Even though there was a small fight, the conversation ended on a good note.
I went to the banquet hall as originally planned.
I was a little late because I had to change clothes, but it wasn’t a problem.
The girl entered her room, fiddling with the hem of her dress.
Immediately after that, her eyes had to fixate on the sight that happened to be the first thing she saw.
“… ….”
The center of the banquet hall, a place where several students are performing in combination of men and women.
Among them, two people stand out in particular… ….
And one of those two people.
‘What is that doing?’
This is the boy that the girl was naturally looking for, without even thinking about it. There was an unfamiliar female student next to the boy.
The girl, Beatrice, realized the identity of the girl slightly belatedly.
‘Princess?’
The princess of the empire, a second-year student at the academy, and the vice president of the student council. She was a famous person whose face you would know even if you were not familiar with her.
Beatrice’s expression changed quite mysteriously.
Her mood, which had been just okay a moment ago, was suddenly turning into a very uncomfortable feeling without her knowledge.
‘Now that I think about it, I heard something like that.’
Beatrice stood at the entrance to the banquet hall, looking slightly awkward and staring at the two people from a distance.
And then I think of it. One thing I heard the other day.
I didn’t hear it clearly, though. In context, it was noticeable that Dante was providing his blood to Princess Eve.
Even though she couldn’t know the reason, she thought there must be a reasonable reason.
So she didn’t really care…….
“… ….”
Now, her close relationship was clearly visible not only to her, but also to her other students.
That was also unexpected.
Should I say it was a not-so-pleasant miscalculation?
‘…… Well, it has nothing to do with me.’
Beatrice distracted her by slapping the heel of her shoe on the ground.
The key is to avoid directing your gaze to Dante and Eve as much as possible.
‘It has nothing to do with me, right?’
Muttering the same words to herself over and over again, she puffed out her cheeks ever so slightly. However, this time she noticed her own reaction. She was Beatrice, who flinched for a moment.
“…… “Hmm.”
Such aversion did not last long.
Finally, she took her steps.
‘Look at the expression, look at the expression.’
At the same time, he was constantly gossiping inside.
Of course, the target was Dante.
‘I thought I might be alone and shivering without myself, but… You’re playing well. ‘He’s playing very well.’
She thought. She tried to ignore it at first, but when she thought about it, maybe she didn’t really need to?
Yes, there is no reason for that. If you don’t like the sight in front of her, all you have to do is get involved directly.
‘I came here in an attempt to save a friend who might be attacked, and I had a precognitive dream that wasn’t even mentioned in the story.’
Also, Beatrice naturally realized something. The reason why he feels strangely bad right now.
Wasn’t the whole reason she came to meet Jibril right now for Dante’s sake?
Despite this, the person involved was sitting and enjoying a leisurely banquet.
I couldn’t help but be dissatisfied with this.
‘I see, that’s it.’
Beatrice nodded her head alone, convinced of the cause of her sinking mood.
I think I feel more at ease by coming to a conclusion that way.
Somehow, she crossed her banquet hall and reached right in front of Dante.
As if she had noticed her presence, Dante immediately turned his head towards her.
And then, his expression hardens in an instant.
‘Ha.’
Beatrice laughed inwardly at Dante’s reaction. Yeah, it looks like she knows she did something wrong.
Looking at that expression, she seemed to feel some remorse.
…… Of course, if we look at the truth, Dante cannot know that Beatrice met Jibril a few hours ago at this moment.
Of course, I don’t know about the fact that she gave it for him and about her hard work.
‘Why are you holding hands so well? Let go of your hand. If you’re going to do that, hold my hand.’
For Beatrice now, that was not a fact that could be considered.
Should we say that she was unable to even remember that obvious fact in the first place?
So what can we do?
“Dante, you… ….”
Naturally, the only emotions she could harbor were her irritation towards the two men and women in front of her and a bit of jealousy that she did not even notice.
Therefore, Beatrice opened her mouth with a complaint that she was not aware of.
“…… “It’s pretty.”
“How much I did for you today…” …. I beg your pardon?”
Such trivial complaints were swept aside by the words spoken in a low voice, as if talking to oneself, immediately afterwards.
Beatrice’s body stiffened for a moment.
And she looks up with round rabbit eyes.
The gazes of the two people, each blank with different meanings, met.
“What are you saying…?” ….”
“Ah.”
Beatrice asked in an embarrassed voice, and at that point, Dante gently covered his mouth as if he had forgotten.
As if I had unintentionally made a mistake.
However, because of that, Beatrice was able to realize that she had not just misheard something.
“…… Uh, um. Uh.”
As if her speech circuitry was broken, she spat out her words in short bursts.
Before I knew it, that white face was boiling hot.
*****
“… ….”
Main auditorium. On the upper floor of the banquet hall, where the after-event festival of the sports competition was in full swing, there was a girl, although no one noticed.
Unlike the brightly lit first floor, one of the reasons may be that it is a fairly dark space.
And speaking of the identity of the person gently looking down at the banquet hall with both arms resting on the railing on the second floor…
“The atmosphere is nice.”
Of course, it was the academy’s dean, Gold Dragon Tsumei.
“After all, children should play like that.”
She muttered while laughing.
In one hand, she was once again holding a red wine glass, as she had once done.
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Shake her fingertips to gently stir the liquid, then bring it to her mouth and slowly pour it out. Tsumei closed her eyes and tasted her briefly, as if savoring her scent.
Her expression seemed quite refreshed. Unlike usual, that is.
Speaking of the sports competition, it was one of the academy’s biggest events, and based on the first semester, it was the biggest event.
A ritual that has no small meaning to her.
If we are to be honest, such sports competitions ended successfully this year as well.
Not only the visitors but also the students clearly enjoyed the excitement of the competition.
There’s just one thing, though, while the competition was in progress, there weren’t any scandalous incidents…….
“Hmm.”
Tsumei thought for a moment about the events of that day, and then her expression relaxed once again. The cold expression that appeared on her for a moment quickly dissipated.
Although she was somewhat offended that something like that happened to her, her stadium, and her own students-.
Whatever the process, isn’t it fortunate that she was able to tie the knot without major damage?
It’s a bit subtle to think that even that was solved with the help of the student, but whatever.
“… ….”
Tsu Mei put the matter aside for a moment and then turned her head.
She sips her drink again, this time looking toward the center of the ballroom.
Accurately, I would say it is the most notable combination there. This is what those students look like.
A light smile appeared on Tsumei’s lips.
“They never get tired of causing trouble.”
When you say a disturbance, it feels like something troublesome has happened, but that wasn’t necessarily the case this time.
Due to the nature of the banquet hall, such a noisy atmosphere is rather welcome.
The first thing that caught my eye was a silver-haired girl wearing a red dress. One of the students that Tsumei knows well.
That was understandable, because although she was her student, she was also a member of the imperial family of this empire.
Eve Romaneia el Pale.
Common name: Vampire Princess.
The moment Tsumei remembered her nickname, she couldn’t help it and twitched the corner of her mouth.
Of course she didn’t mean to laugh, but…….
The princess of a vampire. By the way, what should I say about this name?
Tsu Mei made a mysterious expression and struggled to control her facial muscles.
‘…… Even if you get tinnitus, it’s for no reason.’
Puhup-
She just couldn’t endure it to the end. Inadvertently letting out a laugh of her own, Tsumei lowered her body behind her railing and let out a small chuckle.
Well, it would be a mistake if it was Eve’s fault for using blood energy at an official event such as a sports competition.
Still, it’s a bit pitiful, isn’t it? This is a nickname that would not be easy to boast about.
Although it is well known to everyone in the empire that she is of vampire blood, she has never used such an overt nickname before.
I guess the confrontation with my own blood relatives had a big impact.
Tsumei also had an intuition of the game, so he was able to understand it.
It was such a close match that even she, none other than herself, was truly impressed. No need to say anything else.
Well, anyway.
“Hmm.”
What was important right now was not Eve’s nickname, which might become a dark story in the future.
Isn’t the situation reaching its climax?
Tsumei stuck his head out once again and looked at the overall view of the banquet hall.
First of all, we start with Eve, who is the center of the banquet at this moment, and Dante who moves his body clumsily and stiffly next to her.
Although such a combination of first and second years was refreshing, it could be said that the person who caught Tsumei’s attention, not the students, was a girl beyond those two.
Tsumei turned her gaze and glanced at Beatrice crossing the banquet hall with another grunting sound.
It first appeared quite a while ago. However, the move is now.
Tsumei did not know the meaning and reason.
Tsumei’s eyes began to sparkle with interest and interest.
Taking a lollipop out of her arms is a bonus.
‘Right now, I need something to chew on.’
At first, she just arrived at the banquet hall a little late. And Beatrice tried to go inside without notice.
However, the change in her expression after that was very colorful.
It starts off with an expression that doesn’t show much emotion at first, but when it spots Dante, it lights up brightly for a brief moment, but then pauses briefly.
It was undoubtedly due to the presence of Eve, who was guarding Dante’s side.
He seemed oddly displeased, casting a disapproving glance at Dante. Nevertheless, as if he wasn’t really sure, he remained frozen and silent.
Even Beatrice, who had been so hesitant, soon made a move.
I tried to put on a nonchalant expression and walked towards Dante.
I cannot erase the jealousy that forms in my eyes over such a topic.
For Tsumei, who was watching, it was the most exciting moment.
A heightened atmosphere. In other words, the climax of the incident.
Tsumei licked her lollipop, sweating in her hands… ….
Soon, some kind of conversation began to take place between Dante and Beatrice.
If he wanted to eavesdrop, he could have done it, but Tsumei didn’t go that far.
However, Beatrice’s reaction to the few short words that Dante uttered, making her blush and startle, can only be guessed as to her ups and downs.
As expected, I probably heard compliments about my clothes, or even compliments related to my appearance.
The current Beatrice looked very good in that pure white dress, even in Tsumei’s opinion.
Should I say that at this moment, she looks like an innocent girl, befitting a saint?
It wasn’t her usual self, but of course it was nice to see her.
‘I always act like that.’
Chuckling and laughing, Tsumei then removed her body from the railing.
Anyway, I thought they were cute guys.
Kkeak… ….
“Hmm.”
That was about it. The hidden entrance on the second floor of her main auditorium, where she was located, opened with a small friction sound.
Tsumei was not embarrassed, but just calmly turned her head back.
“Are you here?”
“… ….”
“Look at his stiff expression.”
Towards her silent opponent, Tsu Mei shrugged her shoulders with an exaggerated gesture, as if to tell him to relax.
Soon, she sat down indifferently.
“Sit down. Would you like to have a drink first? “I recently found something decent.”
Accordingly, the other person also took a seat across from her, but there was still no reply.
He just remained silent.
“…… Wow, once a heartache lasts a long time.”
That was about the time Tsumei briefly clicked her tongue.
“This is my first time seeing you like that, Reinhardt.”
“…… hahahaha.”
She sighed and muttered, and her partner also reacted for the first time.
With a slightly hollow laugh, the man, Geomseong, lowered his head.
“Anyway, didn’t I cause trouble to the teacher’s school through my mistake? “It’s impossible not to feel responsible.”
“Even though it wasn’t you who did it, but your student?”
Tsu Mei frowned and responded like that. However, the Sword Saint also remained unwavering and simply answered.
“That is why it is even more my responsibility. “It is a disciple’s duty, so shouldn’t we shoulder it together?”
He seemed somewhat detached, but there was still no hesitation in his voice. The meaning of those words was no different.
If Tsumei truly wishes, she will also pay the price that a student must pay.
“Because that is the role of a teacher.”
That’s what Geomseong was saying right now.
So, Tsumei openly frowned.
It was because it was something she didn’t like.
“If we put it that way, there wouldn’t be one or two criminals who graduated from the academy, right?”
“… ….”
“There must be hundreds of violent criminals accumulated over a hundred years. Is not it?”
Then, Tsumei was saying that she should also shoulder the responsibility of those people.
And then Geomseong scratched the back of his head shyly with a moment of silence.
“That’s right. “You too have a very deep karma, slaying dragon.”
“This bastard?”
“Heh heh heh.”
Did he realize that he was talking nonsense?
Soon, Geomseong cleared his throat and lowered his gaze.
Of course, it’s just that I didn’t say any more nonsense, but the feeling of regret was still there.
Tsumei clicked her tongue inside and took out her words again.
“I didn’t call you here to punish you anyway. So, let’s have something constructive to talk about.”
There was definitely no negative emotion or shame in that voice.
So the Sword Saint also slowly raised his head, erasing his complicated expression.
“What do you mean by constructive talk?”
“Anyway, it’s true that your student did something.”
Answering the swordsman’s question lightly, Tsumei crossed her arms.
“You can’t completely avoid responsibility.”
“…… “Well, it seems like the words have changed a bit.”
“Are you dissatisfied?”
“No.”
Ignoring the swordsman’s mutterings with one word, Tsumei chuckled and laughed.
“Well, like I said, there is no punishment or anything like that. The guy who did this is already dead, so why take out his anger on his teacher? “I also don’t like doing things that aren’t productive.”
“Umm… ….”
“Anyway, that’s what I’m saying, Reinhardt.”
And, it was around that time that Tsumei’s expression and eyes turned quite serious.
She turned her gaze and glanced over the railing behind her.
“I have one request. If you really want to ask, wouldn’t it be okay to think of it as an alternative to punishment?”
Geomseong also corrected his posture only after hearing her tone of voice.
It meant that I would listen to the story properly.
“You.”
Tsumei spit her words at the Sword Saint and then looked at her banquet hall one last time.
I looked at the students there.
“Please provide a place for our children.”
“…… Yes?”
And at her words, Geomsung returned his puzzled question for a moment…….
“Please share your spiritual mountain.”
Tsu Mei didn’t care, she just waved her hands nonchalantly.
*****
A space filled with darkness, a world in the shadows where no light enters.
[In a small town in the east, there was a boy.]
A friendly voice flowed out of the darkness filled with gloomy feelings.
[The boy unfortunately lost his parents when he was young. And in a very terrible way.]
It was a girl’s voice.
Thin, fresh voice.
[Because I was cut by a sword swung right in front of me… ….]
Still, it’s somehow cool.
Still, somehow, it’s sticky.
It was a voice that could at least give the listener a feeling that might not be pleasant…….
Just contradicting that fact.
[Ah, what a pitiful child. Because he experienced despair like that and planted darkness in his heart, he would later become a villain…… ?]
The girl’s voice contained a magical power that made the listener lose heart.
[hehehe.]
The girl laughed.
[You failed to fulfill your role, Jihad.]
One of the dozens of threads tied to the girl’s delicate hands lost its strength and broke.
Tap.
[…] … Ah, you were a lovely child. He was that kind of kid with really delicious emotions.]
Light entered the space for the first time.
It was a fire that rose by chance.
The girl looked out her window for a moment at the ‘everyday’ sight.
I look at the two monsters fighting, emitting dark energy beyond the terrible colored sky.
[Hmm.]
The dark-skinned girl folded her purple eyes seductively and stretched out her hand.
She then lifts her thumb and index finger and flicks them briefly.
[Bbang.]
And so on.
Quwagwagwagwagwagwang!!!
As a result, the bodies of the two monsters that were confronting each other while flying through the air were shattered. And then falls down with a miserable appearance.
Without strength, without strength.
Quung… ….
[This is a bee for making a loud noise in front of my house.]
The girl turned her head again. As if she had now lost interest in the sights out there.
[Now, back to the story.]
She just brought up her previous thoughts again.
The human child, his name is Jihad.
[My lovely Jihad… ….]
The girl covered both cheeks with passionate eyes, as if she was truly in love.
And she mutters.
[Why did you change your mind, really? He wanted to kill his teacher so much.]
He chuckled, laughed, and fiddled as if he had no choice.
[Even interfering with my plans. Why.]
She spat out the words.
[…] … If this happens, you have no choice but to move the other child.]
She then waved her hand and pulled another ‘thread’ again.
[Even though I was attracted to you when you rejected my advances, Jihad. Is it difficult to do this? I’m sad.]
Sarak, Sararak-
The girl nodded her head briefly, weaving with gentle hands the thread that was pulled along without resistance.
[Hmmm.]
The attitude seemed to be somewhat satisfactory.
[I thought I would be able to get rid of the Sword Saint at this opportunity, but if not, it’s okay. Is not it?]
From her small body, she exudes an evil energy that makes it impossible to estimate her overall scale.
[You just have to try again~]
The girl laughed. Because it was fun and unexpected. Still, it’s worth doing.
[Hmm, I hope I can find a child who can be my toy as well!]
The demon of Yurin cackled and laughed like that.
Strewn around her were hundreds of wooden dolls.