55 – Relations (1)
“…… Welcome, the wound seems to have recovered quite a bit.”
When I opened the door to the dean’s office and entered, there was Tsumei sitting at the desk, gritting her teeth, welcoming me. It was a half-forced smile.
I hesitated for a moment, wondering why I was doing that, but soon after seeing Tsumei’s gaze on my waist, I naturally realized the reason.
A sword dangling from me in its scabbard.
‘Ah, Flugel… ….’
That was the nephew that Tsumei treasured more than anyone else.
So, there was one thing that suddenly came to my mind. Originally Tsumei was plotting hopefully, a plan for the future after freeing Flugel from the seal.
‘Did I find a way to solve it somehow, stop the runaway, and cherish it so that I can enter the academy after a few years?’
First of all, I know it was like that from the mention in the game.
Since Flügel hasn’t achieved complete liberation yet, it’s a plan that has no choice but to be scrapped…….
[Ah, aunt. Hi? I saw it yesterday and I see it again.]
“… ….”
I can’t help but shed bloody tears when I see my nephew’s attitude of treating her as a bonus rather than just a bridesmaid.
It seemed to me. Right now, Tsumei’s insides were being crunched like a certain cookie.
‘hehehe.’
I coughed inwardly.
Because I seemed to know roughly how it felt.
‘NTR… …. Is it?’
I don’t want to think about it, but Tsumei’s venomous eyes looking at me were just like that. An undeniable sense of resentment and betrayal.
So in this case, the role of Taeyang is mine.
I never wished for it.
‘I’m not going to be buried without a mouse or a bird knowing, right?’
“Yes, Flugel… ….”
In the midst of recalling a creepy imagination, Tsumei, who tried to calm her emotions, managed her expression and opened her mouth again.
“That, wasn’t it uncomfortable staying in the hospital room?”
Her follow-up question clearly indicated what answer she was hoping for.
[Yes! It was fun being with Dante. It wasn’t boring.]
Of course, that doesn’t mean that Flugel didn’t give her the answer she was looking for, however.
Auntie’s expression caused a crack in the nephew’s voice filled with bright laughter.
“…… That, that’s right.”
Tsumei, a voice that was always downcast, stood up from her seat only then, with her shoulders drooping.
I was very worried about stumbling, but whatever I said was going to backfire now. I was silent, and Tsumei slumped helplessly on her sofa.
“You sit too… ….”
“Oh, yes.”
Anyway, I was told to sit down, so I sat down quietly.
As always, the sofa was soft.
“… ….”
The most burdensome silence passed.
Tsumei looks at me, more precisely at Flügel, with an expression that looks like she’s about to shed tears at any moment.
“…… Dean?”
When I couldn’t stand her, I called her first, and her melancholic blue eyes finally turned to me.
I have never seen Tsumei so weak. It was like seeing a fluttering inflatable doll that seemed like it would pick up and fall over if touched.
“Yes, is there anywhere more inconvenient?”
Fortunately, the question itself was normal, so I was able to nod my head without difficulty.
“Yes. Richie helped me quite a bit, and the hospital said that there would be no problem even if I was discharged. You don’t have to worry any more.”
It wasn’t just being humble. In fact, my body was able to move, and Beatrice’s ‘unusual resilience’, recognized by Beatrice, immediately brought me out of the pain. I still have to use crutches, but that’s coming soon.
That’s what I answered. Even if I look at it, I’m pretty fine right now.
But for some reason, Tsumei’s eyes began to take on a more mysterious look at my answer.
“…… Richera, Richera.”
“Yes?”
“No, no big deal.”
I didn’t think the expression was anything special.
She was a little puzzled, but didn’t bother asking further and turned her words around.
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“So, why did you call me… ….”
“Ah.”
And at that point, she must have remembered that she had called me, so Tsumei brought her to the point.
“Just. I called for a cup of tea.”
“?”
That was too subtle to be the main topic, but anyway.
Chimei said that she had no important business, and took out a lollipop from her chest and held it out to me.
I casually accepted the candy and asked.
“This isn’t a teacup, it’s a lollipop.”
“Because I like candy more than tea.”
What are you talking about?
Tsumei giggled at my expression and lightly bit her candy.
“Because if I call you, Flugel will come too. Well, I want to take care of your condition as well as a couple of things.”
“I was on the sidelines.”
As I laughed and rolled my eyes, Tsumei’s expression was filled with surprise.
That’s what I mean.
“Oops. Did you catch it?”
“… ….”
Tsumei openly burst into laughter at my sudden silence.
“I’m kidding, of course.”
She didn’t take it literally.
It was a little bit, but it was because I could feel the sincerity.
I chewed and swallowed the lollipop militantly, clicking my tongue inaudibly.
‘…… Well, what’s left is time.’
At least chatting together was enough.
How difficult is that?
Anyway, it’s still the weekend. The underground attack was yesterday, and the recovery was today. Since there was nothing to do right now, there was nothing wrong with killing time like this.
While licking the candy deliciously, Tsumei took her speechless first.
“Anyway, I’m glad you look okay. Are you planning on going to school properly?”
“Yes, what.”
I didn’t think it was a big deal, and a half-playful chuckle at the thought that came to my mind at the moment.
“If the academy’s most powerful person doesn’t ban me from going to school.”
“…… What are you talking about. Why would I do that?”
“Well, what a shame?”
I deftly passed it off, and Tsumei’s expression slightly wrinkled at that.
It felt like saying, “I know you did something outrageous.”
Uh huh, no regrets. So you saved my nephew.
“You are still spitting words. I have no fear.”
Tsumei looked at me with a slightly furrowed brow.
Then, as if she had thought of something more, she added a word.
“If you think about it, it was like that from the beginning, probably.”
Are you remembering the first meeting? On the day of the academy entrance exam, when I was cut down on my entrance like a dog, I sat on the bench and groaned.
hahahaha, even when I think about it, I think his attitude was very arrogant.
After thinking about what kind of confidence she had, a third person interrupted the conversation before Tsumei could say anything further.
[Wait, wait. I’m curious about that!]
A flugel that was quietly stuck in a scabbard. She poked out her platinum-colored blade.
[Come to think of it, how did you two meet? Unpack the story so that I can understand!]
It was quite interesting.
After waking up, the only things I could consider ‘close’ were Tsumei and I, and by the way, Beatrice and Helena, so it was only natural that Flugel would be interested in our relationship.
“Oh, that… ….”
This was the moment when Tsumei tried to follow her in order to satisfy her curiosity.
[Has there been a fateful meeting?]
Suddenly, at Flugel’s thoughtless words, Tsumei paused for a moment.
And she rests her chin with a serious expression on her face.
“…… It is a fateful encounter.”
After a short thought, the truth came out of her mouth.
“Well, if it’s fate, you can also call it destiny.”
[Oh…… !]
Flugel exclaimed in a raised voice, and Tsumei added a small comment.
“Because I was going to subdue them, lock them up, and interrogate them. It was unexpected for me.”
[Oh…… ?]
Flugel tried to exclaim once again, but this time it didn’t last long.
[?]
Flugel raised a question mark for a while and then spat out a timid voice again.
[Um, aunt. Can you tell me again?]
Tsumei’s answer also came back immediately.
“Subdue, imprison, interrogate. If this guy hadn’t interested me more then, maybe that wouldn’t have happened?”
Tsumei utters bloody words one after another without hesitation.
[…] ….]
Flugel fell silent.
In the awkward silence, Tsumei picks up and laughs at that, not only receiving Flügel’s attention but also my fearful gaze.
“Are you disappointed that it wasn’t the kind of romantic encounter you thought it would be? Flugel.”
Awkward!
Flugel, who had been chattering with the blade slightly exposed, trembled reflexively.
[Muh, I don’t know what you mean…….]
After muttering that in her shaky voice, she pretended to be as calm as possible and again hid herself in her scabbard.
[Hmm, hmm. What, yes It’s possible that such an encounter can happen. Is it really fate?]
It was a self-talk that didn’t contain any particular soul, but Tsumei didn’t seem to care. She just looks at the flugel with a gentle gaze, as if she’s cute, and takes out her new lollipop.
I kept looking at Tsumei’s eyes and missed the opportunity to speak to her.
‘…… Isn’t it?’
Of course, I won’t deny that I was quite suspicious, but what are you talking about? Incarceration? Hearing?
It must have been something he said to make fun of Flügel’s impure question. I tried to dismiss Tsumei’s remarks as lies.
“Huh?”
Then, it was a secret that I couldn’t even think of such a thing after I caught Tsumei’s expression with a terrifyingly bright smile the moment our eyes met by chance.
“Do you have anything to say?”
Tsumei asked, and I had to do my best not to show any embarrassment.
“Nothing… ….”
As I shook my head, Tsumei’s meaningless smile continued to fly towards me.
*****
After halfway through, Dante, who had a bad complexion as if he had been sitting on a cushion of thorns, left the dean’s office as if he had been waiting.
“hahahaha.”
What’s so funny about Tsumei? She covered her mouth with a silly laugh.
What comes to mind is the reaction of my nephew and Dante.
‘It was fun.’
Now, to be honest, about 80% of things like confinement and interrogation were close to jokes.
Although it was also to keep his nephew’s mouth shut when he dared to ask naughty questions.
There was no reason at all to frighten Dante, the most outrageous and reprehensible guy who had snatched his nephew who wouldn’t hurt even if he put it in those eyes.
If you are going to handle the fluegel like a weapon, there was a certain meaning to visit it often.
‘…… Thinking about it makes me angry again.’
Tsumei twitched one of her eyebrows and remembered Dante’s nasty face.
No matter how much Flugel chooses and makes a decision based on his own will, isn’t it true that it’s the heart of his parents (not his parents)? The bastard who stole such a daughter (not) is much more resentful than daughter (not).
Anyway, the demonic sword of greed is not a weak weapon. It won’t break after bumping and rolling a few times…….
‘Still, worrying is worrying.’
As expected, there was nothing I could do about such worries.
Tsumei frowned at the uncontrollable emotions.
If someone other than Dante had said he would use the flugel like that, he would have folded that person’s waist in half right away.
“Tsk… ….”
Yes.
If Dante hadn’t been the one who saved Flugel. I must have done that.
In other words, it also meant that there was nothing I could do about it.
Tsumei let out a deep sigh with a complicated expression.
I don’t know. The more she thought about it, the more likely she would become depressed.
It’s Flügel’s choice anyway, so shouldn’t you respect it yourself?
A lot.
While thinking that, Tsumei secretly gnashed her teeth.
“…… Just try not to visit often. You will have to pay the price for that, Dante.”
If Dante had heard those words he muttered quietly while no one was listening, he would have shed tears out of resentment.
Today’s Tsumei didn’t have the energy to make such an extremely natural and rational decision.
Targeting Dante, who is easygoing (?), Instead of his nephew, who can’t really get angry no matter how much he does.
“Whoa.”
Of course she knew. It is not Dante’s fault that Flügel’s freewheeling personality is, and to blame him is rather to blame his own incompetence.
The one who almost put Flügel in danger is himself, so to think like this is shameless.
“… ….”
Tsumei was silent.
Your expression was crumpled here and there, as if you were displeased.
But, but. I know, but no matter how much.
“…… This, Mr.”
As expected, hate is hate.
Sorry is also regret.
Tsumei stood up from her seat with a rough stroke of her bangs.
That’s it. I really won’t think about it any more today. At a time like this, it would be better to look at tomorrow’s timetable one more time.
“Did I say that I was doing my job as a teacher in charge? Really.”
She grumbled at her words that she didn’t particularly mean, and Tsumei opened the door to her dean’s office.
She was about to find Helena and deal with the overdue work of the past two days.
Beep-
“Ah.”
“Oh.”
And then, as Tsumei opened the door, she was able to face an unexpected face.
One girl blinked awkwardly with her hand raised as if she was about to knock on the door of the dean’s office.
‘…… Oh right.’
Tsumei finally remembered a fact she had forgotten.
‘I called him too, really.’
Uncharacteristically, she cast her gaze down, making up her expression without confidence.
The most unnatural smile.
But that was the best Tsumei could do.
The girl standing in front of the door was one of the people Tsumei cared about the most, along with Dante and Flugel.
No, maybe I should use the expression ‘watching her notice’ for her.
“D, come in.”
Tsumei stepped behind her and pointed at her inside.
“…… Yes, what.”
Beatrice, who had a similarly embarrassed expression, entered the dean’s office with a small nod.