I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 108

108. Rising Power (2)

108. Rising Power (2)

“After all, clothes don’t mean anything…?”

I took it out of the closet and tried it on, but muttered that while looking at the clothes I had thrown away.

Eisel was outside, so even if you say it was like that, in my case, it could be seen as a date just the two of us, spending intimate time in the room with Jeto.

‘Okay, put off the clothes until later…’

I looked at the short pants that made it look like I wasn’t wearing them, then turned my head away.

Clothes were not important to Jeto anyway.

I hurriedly packed my clothes and went to the kitchen.

As I was fully prepared to cook at any time, I remembered what had happened earlier in the forest.

In the deep woods, I was thinking about what to say to Jeto and whether to invite him to dinner.

‘I never thought Zeto would come…’

Looking back, it was a dizzying moment.

I was practicing my ment thinking that Jeto was in front of me when he suddenly came to me.

If Jetto had a keen ear… There was a very good chance that he would have heard everything I said.

“Ha… I must be really crazy… What can I do…”

When I reached the conclusion, I stomped my feet while I was trimming the ingredients.

‘I’m looking forward to cooking. Then can I go to Miss Yuri’s room?’

Well, somehow it went well, but there was no romance.

So there was no romance.

Even if I tried to show off my charms as much as possible, I only showed my lack of hats in the yard.

“Whoa… But there are dishes…”

I was squatting in the kitchen and took a deep breath and stood up again.

Anyway, when will Jeto come?

They said they would come on their own, but they didn’t schedule an appointment.

When I asked how to get to my room, Jetto said that it would work somehow.

I can tell who is in the room or something. His ‘kigam’ was an amazing ability the more he knew about it.

So, in a way, it was the most important thing, but the title was taken too lightly, so I passed it on, thinking I was going to do that too.

Even though the sun was setting and the surroundings were getting dark, Jeto hadn’t appeared yet.

I was able to prepare with that amount of time, but I started to feel uneasy.

I was getting impatient at the thought that I might be able to meet Zeto in a little while, so the hands of the watch, which would normally be fine, kept pressing me.

‘Was it impossible to eat in the room…?’

I was very worried that Jeto, who was trying to enter the dormitory, was caught by the security guard.

After I finished preparing the dishes, I decided to sit on the bed with my legs together and wait for Jeto.

Have you ever waited so anxiously for someone in your life?

Jetto was the first.

I still wondered if this could be called love.

It wasn’t that I hated him, but was it okay for my feelings toward him to suddenly change like this?

I met him almost by chance, and he naturally permeated me.

He never once felt uncomfortable with him while staying close to him.

If so, I was confused whether it was because I couldn’t see my appearance that other men were obsessed with, or if it felt that way simply because I was ‘Zeto’.

It was ironic that his unhappiness was a factor that gave me comfort.

It’s a thought I’ve been following these days, but I don’t think Zeto would have made me uncomfortable even if he could see.

I don’t think I could feel any dark feelings from him.

I just felt that way.

Rather, what if he hadn’t been blind…

I wonder if he approached me more aggressively.

I wonder if he saw me as a ‘reasoner’ rather than a ‘friend’ and approached me.

…That was a stupid idea.

“Pooh…”

It was the time when I was holding my knees while removing the wind from my cheeks.

ㅡ Smart.

A knock was heard.

As soon as I heard the sound, I jumped out of bed and opened the door.

ㅡ A clap.

When I opened the door, I said something.

I was worried that Jeto would have arrived without any problems.

Then the door opens completely, and the figure of the person standing in front of the door slowly enters my eyes.

Pure white bandages… Black hair…

It was Zeto with nothing to look at.

He came to the right place.

As soon as I checked him, the corner of his mouth went up.

“…”

I was about to call his name out of delight, but Jeto placed his index finger on his lips as if telling him to be quiet.

Yes. Jeto is a male dormitory, and this is a female dormitory.

He had come secretly.

I quietly let Jeto in and quickly closed the door.

“…Sorry for making you wait so long. I thought it would be nice to have a time when there are not many people passing by in the hallway.”

Jetto opened his mouth first and smiled.

“Oh, no, I didn’t really wait? I was just sleeping…?”

I felt ashamed of his kind voice and kind words, so nonsense came out of his mouth.

It was a ‘habit’ caused by Jeto, which recently made me feel ashamed.

“hahahaha, the door opens really fast for something like that?”

“That’s… How did he come than that? Didn’t he get caught on his way?”

“Well… I didn’t really get caught. I was hiding in the shadows.”

“Shadow…?”

At my question, Jeto shrugged his shoulders.

…Well, it must mean they moved covertly.

I was told that he was a swordsman, but Zeto was using an expression that could be used by a ‘ninja’ in the East.

“Well, excuse me.”

Soon, Jetto completely enters my room.

“This is Ms. Yuri’s room. It’s my first time in a women’s room…”

Zeto, who was walking around the room, put his sword on one side of the wall, then stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, waiting for something from him with his head facing me.

“…Oh, would you like to sit on the bed?”

Without feeling puzzled by this, he hurriedly guided Jeto.

The guest was Jeto, not me, but it was hard to come to my senses at the thought of being alone with him in this small room.

ㅡ Imprisoned.

Instantly, Jetto’s mouth opens as he sits on the bed.

“I was surprised that you could cook all of a sudden. Did Miss Yuri even know how to cook?”

“Hmm, hmm… Cooking is no big deal.”

At Jeto’s question, he coughed once and then bluffed.

… He didn’t have to tell me that he practiced cooking all day long.

I went straight to the kitchen and prepared the dish.

While preparing the dish, I turned my head to look at Jeto. He was sitting still on the bed.

As always, Jeto was creating a picture-like atmosphere. He was just sitting on the bed, but he blended in quite well with the dark night scenery reflected in the window behind him.

I wanted to talk about something, but it wasn’t easy. It was because they were ashamed of being in a room with just the two of them, as if they were like a ‘couple’.

I stopped staring at Jeto and focused on cooking again.

The dish was ready in no time.

Some things were prepared in advance, and it was a process that I had to repeat several times, so it was because I was familiar with it.

Around the end of the cooking, Zeto’s voice is heard from the other side.

“…Smells nice? Is it a meat… Dish?”

Jetto raised his head and sniffed.

“Yeah, it seems like you’ve been bleeding frequently lately and your body has become weak… I’ve specially prepared a health food that has been handed down in our family.”

You don’t need to tell me what kind of meat it is.

I thought it was better not to know.

“It’s a health food for the Clementine family. It’s okay to feed such a precious food to an outsider like me…”

“Puhyuk, don’t worry. It’s probably the first time I’ve served someone outside of my family… Well, I got permission from my father.”

“The Lord?”

“Yes. By letter… The materials were also given by my father.”

As I answered Jeto’s question, I carefully put the food in a bowl.

“Jetto, it’s done…”

I called out to him as I put the bowl on the table.

Soon after getting out of bed, he comes over and sits down at the table.

There were two people, but only one bowl and one spoon.

Looking at Jeto, who was sitting at the table and tilting his head, he opened his mouth.

“I-I’m trying to help because it’s going to be tricky to eat because of the bones…”

As I said that, I removed the bones from the meat with a knife.

“It’s okay. Just thank you for cooking.”

Jetto waved his hand, but my hand didn’t stop.

“Your body is also weakened… It’s okay. Take it calmly and eat it.”

Jetto, who smiled lightly at my words, gave up his refusal.

‘It’s for Zeto who has trouble with his eyes, never to satisfy my own selfishness…’

While repeating that thought, I slowly thrust the meat-streaked fork into his mouth.

“Ah. Would you like to…?”

At my words, Jeto opens his mouth.

That’s how the meat goes into his mouth and immediately shuts his mouth.

I carefully ask Zeto, who finally chewed and swallowed the meat.

“How about…?”

When I tasted it halfway through, there was nothing wrong with it.

Even when I fed it to Lucia when she woke up in the morning, her eyes widened saying that this was okay… I wonder if it was completed well. Still, people’s tongues have a thousand different symbols.

I couldn’t let go of the tension.

However, contrary to my worries, Jeto, who was tilting his head, has a pleasant question.

“Miss Yuri is good at cooking…?”

“Delicious…?”

“It’s no exaggeration to say that it was made by a skilled chef.”

As I listened to him, I was very happy inside.

I feel proud that my efforts were not in vain.

A sense of accomplishment that I served him food as planned.

And it was also very meaningful that I made him smile on his lips entirely with my own strength.

“Oh.”

He thrust the meat into his mouth again.

“…”

The corners of my mouth twitched and went up as I looked at Jeto, who was mumbling with his chin resting on his chin.

‘…So cute.’

I felt cute because Jeto, who obediently followed my words, was very different from the usual him.

I didn’t have much interest in cute things, but sometimes I don’t think this is bad either.

‘It looks like they’ve become a real couple…’

I’ve never been married, but this is a special date.

It was at that moment when she thought about that and pushed the meat into him again.

“It seems like I’ve been the only one eating…”

Jetto immediately grabs my hand and gently pulls the meat-studded fork away from me.

“It’s food made for Jetto, so why do we only eat Jetto?”

“…Cooking tastes better when eaten together. I can’t exactly put it in my mouth… But the amount of glass is ah. Try it.”

Then Jetto said, sticking a fork near my face.

It seems that he was worried that I hadn’t eaten.

“…”

Because the situation changed in an instant, I hesitated, embarrassed.

Jetto was still waiting for me with the meat on.

‘It’s a very shameful thing to feed someone else…’

I closed my eyes and put the meat in my mouth.

The only sound I could hear was my mumbling in the quiet room. I became more ashamed of myself without knowing anything.

After swallowing the meat completely, Jetto asks me with a smile.

“How is it? Is it delicious?”

“……Yes.”

I replied softly, but I couldn’t raise my head for a while because my face was burning.

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