I Became a Blind Swordsman at the Academy chapter 195

195. Isn’t that a crime?

It was right after Zeto hurriedly left for the Holy Land.

The 1st year students of Innocence Academy were in the middle of normal classes due to the postponement of their departure to the East.

Having had the bizarre experience of reviving a dead friend, they were regaining their daily lives in their own way.

Even though I went through two shocking things in a row, the result was good, so I had a strong feeling that I should be happy for now.

It seemed like nothing was going to happen.

Exactly, until Lucia opened her mouth.

“…What is Zeto trying to do right now?”

Class A’s classroom was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Lucia, who was slightly uncomfortable in the quiet air without knowing something, asked.

It was to lighten the mood.

Because I wondered if the cadets were depressed because the trip to the East had been delayed.

Lucia wanted to emphasize, ‘Still, I’m glad that Mr. Zeto is back.’

But it backfired.

The stagnation of this heavy air flowing in the classroom was not simply because the schedule was delayed.

It was nothing but the silence of Eisel, Yuri, and Kaen. The three of them were wondering about their feelings now.

Jetto came back alive, and I was so happy when I met him again.

But why can’t I be happy right now?

Why am I feeling anxious?

The veil was about to be removed by Lucia’s throwing stone.

“Wouldn’t we have arrived at the Holy Land now? I heard that he went with the Holy Lady.”

Crank takes a bite of bread and calmly answers Lucia’s question.

Even though it was a normal class, it was a simple self-training, so Edward, their instructor, was not there.

“With the saintess… Ah, then you don’t have to worry!”

“Hmm, what?”

“Because the saintess will take care of you by your side.”

“I guess so. I don’t know why, but they seemed like a special relationship.”

“Right! It’s the saintess.”

“Because she’s a saint.”

Lucia and Crank face each other and nod. It was an ordinary conversation without much thought.

“Take care…?”

However, Yuri, who was offended by one of the words, murmured softly. Her red eyes sparkled like sparks.

“”……””

It wasn’t just the glass that bothered me.

Eisel and Kaen were all the same.

It wasn’t a specific question, but Lucia, who managed to uncover Yuri’s muttering, responded with a bright smile.

“Yes! Mr. Zeto’s arm is uncomfortable right now. Mr. Jeto said he was fine, but I think he must be struggling with various things. Eating may be uncomfortable… But wouldn’t the saintess take good care of her? “

At that moment, a scene flashed through their heads, unable to rejoice.

‘Because Zeto’s arm will be uncomfortable. Come on, ah- try it.’

‘It’s embarrassing… Ah…’

‘hehehe, are you eating well?’

‘hahahaha, it feels more delicious.’

They inadvertently imagined Bernice feeding Jetto.

A thought passed through their heads that they must be having a good time chatting hahahahahoho.

Well, it was actually similar.

It wasn’t as sweet as they imagined, though.

Only then do they realize why they couldn’t be genuinely happy.

The cause is the absence of jetting.

Although it was only for a while, she felt anxious about not being able to meet Jeto.

Although he miraculously returned alive, he was physically separated again.

The fact that Jeto left was also because he left, much less because there was a woman other than himself in the seat next to him.

I was well aware that Bernice did not take Getto personally because he did not want to take him personally.

Jeto’s trip to the Holy Land had to be seen as a kind of ‘pilgrimage’ in which Heneris’ miracle had been performed in a foreign country, and Jeto, who could be said to be the result of the miracle, was directly invited.

In other words, it was a matter of national and religious level.

Nevertheless, what is this muddy, dark emotion that disturbs them?

They were agitated.

You can feel the slight trembling in the eyes.

In the mouth where saliva is drying up as if thirsty.

I was nervous and anxious.

“Zetto would be nice. I want to hold hands with the saintess… I want to hold her hand too…!”

A word from Lucia that follows.

It was the usual nonsense.

But at that one word, even for a moment, Eisel’s teeth gnashed with a snap.

Would you even hold my hand?

Anyway, there is no reason to hold hands.

‘Couldn’t you have held hands with the guidance as an excuse?’

The three women who were touched by such thoughts at the same time shed their lives without even realizing it.

The air became bloody in an instant.

At this, Lucia’s rather cute sneeze echoed softly.

“It’s just… I’m feeling chilly for some reason.”

Lucia, not thinking at all that the coolness she felt on her own body would live on, brushed her nose casually.

In response to Lucia’s reaction, the girls picked up the blood that leaked out.

“…”

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Amon watched the situation and thought.

Should I dry it right now?

Should I stop Lucia, saying that it would be better not to mention Zeto right now?

Even though I couldn’t know the details of the situation, it was as if Lucia had touched a Pandora’s box that she shouldn’t have touched.

I was worried about that, but in reality, his feet didn’t fall off.

“Anyway, I don’t know what the academy is thinking.”

It’s because Crank naturally switched the topic.

“Why? Mr. Crank.”

“Since that happened this time, I thought there would be a ban on going out, but they say cadets are allowed to go out anytime. Instead, a penalty point system was created in case they missed class, but…”

“Oh, yes. It was. I don’t know because I don’t have to go out, but I think everyone liked it.”

“I wonder if it was judged that there might be a backlash when the ban was issued.”

“Because blocking makes me want to do more?!”

“Yes. It’s because they want to go out more. To be honest, I don’t feel like going out. I don’t know when I’ll meet the demons, and it’s unlikely that a miracle of people dying and coming back to life will happen twice.”

It seemed that the topic of conversation had changed and quieted down.

This was when Amon was relieved and tried to catch his breath.

But the opponent was that ‘Lucia Windless’.

“But… That means…”

“…Why?”

“Isn’t that saying that Zeto-san can go out of the academy as much as he wants…?”

She throws stones again.

She throws a huge boulder into the lake that was just about to calm down.

“Isn’t that right?”

“Doesn’t that mean Zeto could be hurt again…?”

“It could be…”

“I heard that rumor… A terrifying rumor that Mr. Zeto went out of the academy every night to hunt demons…”

“It’s a good rumor, if I had to argue, but…”

Crank, who was eating bread, tilted his head and slurred his words.

“If the rumors are true, then Zeto could be in danger again…?”

In the end, the finale was reached.

As Eisel quietly listened to their conversation, she thought.

They are right.

It will reach the ears of the demons soon.

The absurd news that there was a human who killed the right arm of the corps commander, and that human was revived by Heneris’ miracle.

Is there a more coveted goal from the perspective of a demon?

The miraculously resurrected Zeto unintentionally attracted the attention of many. This means that more and more people are targeting him for good or bad reasons.

It’s not just the demons.

There’s nothing much different about being human.

There are too many dumb villains in this world who want to brag about their strength by claiming that they killed those who returned from paradise.

So…

‘…The current Zeto is too dangerous.’

Eisel thought so.

Yuri and Kaen had similar thoughts.

“Uh, what should we do? At this rate, Zeto-san might get hurt again…! We have to stop it…”

Her voice Lucia raised her voice as if she had been touched by a bad imagination in her own way.

She finally grabbed Crank by the shoulder and shook him as he was eating bread. As it shakes, the bread crumbs held by the crank fall to the floor.

“…”

Kaen, who had been quietly concentrating on training at Lucia’s voice, stopped her sword and listened to her.

“Hmm… How do I stop…?”

“…Shouldn’t we have to keep Mr. Zeto out of the academy first? It’s relatively safe inside the academy.”

At Crank’s question, Lucia let go of him and touched her chin, contemplating with a rather serious expression.

“Don’t let me leave…”

Crank muttered as he recalled Lucia’s answer. He seems to have decided to listen seriously.

“Once you take Mr. Jetto somewhere…”

“Kidnapped…”

“…They say they’re locked up so they can’t go anywhere?”

“Confinement…”

“And if you make Mr. Jetto happy…! Serve him delicious food… And read him a book…”

“Isn’t that a crime?”

Crank, who was listening to Lucia’s strategy, said.

“Oh, I see. This is a crime!”

It was only then that Lucia realized that and smiled brightly.

“I don’t think you should cross the line. Even if that happens? Lucia, can you make Jetto happy?”

“Hmm… Happiness… It’s difficult.”

Crank and Lucia’s worries were a story that appealed to them, who valued Jeto more than anyone else.

‘If it were me, I could make Zeto happy.’

Because Jeto showed a crush on me.

Because Jeto likes me.

If you stay with me, Jetto will be happy too.

They implicitly had that idea.

I was so happy that I was so anxious.

The absence of Jeto amplified anxiety, and Lucia and Crank’s stupid conversation became a hint to relieve their anxiety.

“And to kidnap Zeto in the first place, you have to be at least much stronger than Zeto…”

Krank looked at Lucia and tilted her head.

“I’m… Weaker than Mr. Zeto.”

“The same goes for me.”

Amon, who was watching the two with his head bowed as soon as they came to a disappointing ending, suddenly had a question and murmured.

“But now that one arm is missing… Wouldn’t Zeto be weaker than before?”

“”……””

Lucia and Crank, who were shocked by that low muttering, opened their mouths and spilled Amon.

“…Isn’t that a bit wordy? Mr. Jeto didn’t give up.”

Within a moment, Lucia resolutely draws a line between her.

“That’s just what I said. I heard that even with a prosthetic arm, it would be difficult to adapt if the weight of the arm was different from before. Why… Zeto is a swordsman…?”

Bewildered by their reaction, Amon made a long line of excuses. He was a little bit embarrassed.

When you talk about kidnapping or confinement, don’t you show a strange gaze when you intervene?

Their conversation seemed to end with Amon’s bitter remark.

The three women listened to this quietly and deepened their thoughts.

Each person’s wishes are slightly different, but they reach the same conclusion.

‘The only thing he loves is me… Why am I feeling insecure? Is it simply because he is dangerous?’

Because he wants it to be his own.

‘I don’t want to lose again. Somehow I became stronger than that…’

To protect him.

‘I want you to only look at me…’

To monopolize his attention.

It was from this time.

Their love started to degenerate into a feeling called ‘obsession’ due to the mixing and twisting of jealousy, anxiety, and excessive possessiveness.

The trigger wasn’t Zeto’s death or Lucia.

Lucia merely breathed into the embers that were about to bloom, making them burn faster.

“Anyway, I hope nothing happens to Mr. Zeto!”

Of course, Lucia knows nothing.