Episode 97
I was thinking of cleaning up the remaining time before I went up to the classroom.
âIâm going to put the chocolate in my room so that Cassius canât see it.â
Iâm sure heâll go crazy again if he finds out.
As soon as I approached the dormitory building I had encountered for the first time in a long time, I found the door of a nearby training centre open.
âWhoâs been training since this morning?â
On the first day of school?
I thought it was Eugene, so I pushed my head through the door.
However, what caught my eyes wasnât silver hair but cherry blossom hair that flew in the middle of the empty training ground.
âErica?â
Her eyes resembling Tourmaline gave me a clear glow as soon as I saw them.
âYerineâ¦!â
Her voice calling my name was trembling.
âHave you been good?â
âYes.â
And she asked carefully.
âYerine is doing wellâ¦â¦?â
âYes, Iâm good.â
I added a word with a big smile.
âOther than I missed you.â
Tears welled up in Ericaâs eyes when she heard the words.
I wonder why she couldnât greet me warmly even after seeing me for the first time, so I ran up and hugged her with my arms.
âIâm sorryâ¦â¦..!â
She still seemed to think she was responsible for the monster raid.
I shook my head quietly and tapped Erica on her back.
âErica, you donât have to be sorry. It wasnât anybodyâs fault there.â
ââ¦â¦thank you for saying that.â
Erica, who straightened her back and faced me, said in a slightly tearful voice.
I smiled at her like that.
âItâs so good to see you again, Erica.â
âYes, me too.â
âBy the way, did you practice this morning? Youâre diligent.â
I glanced at the split target and spoke to Erica.
âOh, I try not to miss the practice of offensive magic every day.â
Erica tapped her fingers together and said that.
âI see. Youâve been focusing on offensive magic lately, havenât you?â
Although I expected answers such as âyesâ, Erica didnât say anything for a while.
âErica?â
Her face was slightly stiff when I looked back.
When I thought I had made a mistake, Erica said with a bright smile.
âYes, Iâve realized something.â
Her voice was still and calm.
***
âYerine, long time no see.â
âCassius!â
I had not seen his face for nearly a month.
Cassius had lost a little weight, but his jawline had gotten a little sharper.
Nevertheless, his smile was uniformly dazzling.
âHow are you?â
Cassius took my hand and shook it, happily.
âIâve been well. What about Cassius? You seem to have lost some weight. Are you okay?â
âWell, is that so?â
Cassius asked, sweeping his left cheek with his hand.
âYou donât like skinny men?â
âYes? Uhâ¦â¦..â
A skinny man.
Have I ever liked skinny men?
I put my fingers to my mouth and recalled the days of my past life.
âActually, the body is the body, but the best in the face.â
Whatâs wrong with being handsome?
âWell, if you have the same handsome face, itâs better to have someone with muscles.â
After concluding, I opened my mouth to Cassius.
âIâve thought about it, but I donât hate skinny men.â
âReally?â
For more,
Itâs time to get used to it, but I still feel overwhelmed whenever he throws such a straight shot.
âUhâ¦.â
Then I heard a familiar voice.
âSpade.â
Looking back, there stood a man with a transparent silvery hair that was almost white.
âEugene! Long time no see.â
âYeah, Have you been good?â
âYes, Iâve been well.â
âYes.â
Eugene replied with a smile.
âYou donât want to say hello to me, do you?â
Cassius smiled broadly and spoke to Eugene.
Iâm sure his mouth is smiling, but I could feel some bloody energy for some reason.
âYou want me to say hello?â
Eugene answered in a dry voice without budging an eyebrow.
âDid you spend the rest of your vacation in peace, Prince?â
Eugene said, looking at Cassius crookedly.
âYouâre a good speaker, even though youâre not so polite.â
âWell, I canât help it if you donât like it.â
Eugene, who was shrugging his shoulders, took off his jacket and said that.
Oh, my God.
Eugene rarely took off his jacket.
Unless it was against the rules of etiquette, he was the type to wear clothes and even a cape completely.
He also kept his cognitive neck and sleeve buttons locked to the end, focusing on rules and manners.
So, in fact, usually only his face and his hands that showed.
It was quite rare for him to walk around in only a shirt and vest.
âWell, thatâs possible.â
Wearing his jacket on a chair, he began unbuttoning the sleeve of his left arm.
âHuh?â
Then he rolled up his sleeves completely to reveal his forearms.
Not to stop there, he rolled up the other sleeve completely.
âOh, itâs really hot.â
I looked at him with a face that I couldnât understand the lines as if I werenât listening at all.
âWhy is it so hot?â
He had blue veins on his forearm, which busily took out the textbooks.
Every time he moved his arm, the fine muscles, which had been strengthened by long training, came alive in three dimensions, and I was dazed for a moment.
âNo, wait, Eugene. What do you mean, hot? Itâs February now. The vacation is over, but it is still winter.â
It didnât make sense that it was hot.
I even felt my hands were freezing on the way here.
âYouâll catch a cold. Put on your jacket and lower your sleeves.â
âNo, itâs hot.â
Eugene shook his head and insisted.
âHey, itâs snowing outside. Itâs piled up because of the snow.â
Nevertheless, Eugene did not budge.
Eugeneâs face was dry and smooth without any moisture.
âNo, the kid who didnât shed a sweat is suddenly somehow feeling hot.â
Revealing the bare skin that heâs never put on there.
It was so strange that I put my hand on his forehead and asked.
âDo you have a fever? Are you talking nonsense because of the fever?â
At that moment, Eugeneâs eyes grew bigger.
And I felt a slight heat on the back of my hand.
His face had turned red there, too.
âI think you have a slight fever. Go to the infirmary. Donât be stubborn.â
âOh, noââ
Just then, I heard a âthumpâ sound behind my back.
âWhat?â
Looking back in amazement, Cassius had a huge number of books on his desk that I had no idea where he had brought them from.
He had so many books piled up that I thought I wouldnât be able to see a short person standing behind it because of the book.
âI have a stack of books to return.â
Cassius murmured, wrapped his arms around the pile of books and picked it all at once.
His arms were also fully rolled up like Eugene.
âOh, my God, Cassius, youâll get hurt!â
I was frightened and activate magic air to float the books
âWhat are you going to do if you hurt your back? Why are you suddenly doing something you havenât done?â
âOh, I have a stack of books to return to the library.⦠I have to give it back quickly.â
Casius, with his hands-free, scratched his head and said.
âYerine can rest. Itâs my books, so Iâll return them.â
I sighed back at Cassiusâs words.
âNo, itâs okay. Letâs go to the library together. Donât do anything stupid.â
âOh, you donât have to do that.â
âWould I be able to stay still after seeing Cassius do it? Donât say anything weird and follow me quickly.â
I said, pushing a book floating in the air toward the classroom door.
âIâm sorry.â
Cassius scratched his cheek awkwardly.
âIf you know youâre sorry, donât do that next time. Youâre too young to use your body like that.â
âSorry.â
When I opened the door with Cassius, I turned around and shouted at Eugene.
âYou must go to the infirmary, Eugene! Or get a fever reducer from Rayl!â
Eugene, who had his mouth sticking out for some reason and had a look on his face that he didnât like something, said, âOkay.â
I closed the door and left the classroom and headed for the library.
As we moved away from the classroom and climbed the stairs, Cassius muttered quietly.
âThis is good.â
âWhat? What did you just say?â
Then Cassius smiled at me and replied.
âNo, Yerine, nothing.â
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