CH 66
Ex-Hero, Now Freeloader
66 â Snow Games 3 (Eleanor)
Third up is Eleanor.
It looks like the competition is continuing without interruption. A single board that was used for the snow sliding was stabbed into the ground where the snow giant crumbled. Someone wrote âHere lies Snow Rainâ on it. Monana took the core back with her to check on it, so that place is just a pile of snowâ¦but thatâs a thought I keep to myself. I should respect a personâs desire to mourn someone.
ãWell⦠That was an unexpected accident; but it would be unfortunate if everyoneâs spirits remained low. Thus I shall do my best to give everyone an exciting experience, even if just a little.ã said Eleanor. Then she teleported somewhere to make preparations.
After a moment, she came back.
ãPlease wait a while longer. Iâm sure in due timeâ¦ã
ãâ¦Snow?ã Mika was the first to notice.
Something started to sprinkle down; and true enough, it was snow. However⦠The skies are clear. Wait⦠I see. I can sense mana in the sky. Eleanor teleported a clump of snow far above our heads and Vivi cut it up into fine snow. And not just that.
ãHonestly, how troublesome. But⦠I must compliment your instinct to rely on me to create a dazzling world.ã said Florence
ãI apologize that my lady cannot be honest about being happy to be relied upon by her friend.ã said Celine.
ãWhat are you, my parent?!ã
Florence used magic too. This isâ¦Light Elemental, huh? For a brief moment, the world shone a brilliant silver.
ãWooow.ãwent the kids. It was a fantastical view. Light particles scattered far and wide in this world of white. Iâve heard of a starry night but thisâ¦is a starry day. Thatâs how beautiful this snowfall is.
Eleanor came up next to me. ãEarlier, I believe you exclaimed how beautiful it always when you saw the snow, Sir Rain.ã That was when we first came here.
ãYeah, I did.ã
ãThat made me very happy.ã Eleanor had a tender smile on her face.
ãIt made you happy?ã
ãYes. Thinking that something is beautiful is called âbeing movedâ. I wish for you to cherish that feeling. You have the warmest of hearts, Sir Rain, but I believe it is still immature. Living this normal life, we all wish for it to be nurtured.ã
Itâs true that Iâve done nothing but battle Demons on the battlefield ever since I was picked up at the age of five until I was fifteen. So, Iâm sure my heart is different from that of an ordinary boy. Being loved by parents, or quarreling with them; playing with friends, making mischief; being a pain to adults, or being praised by them; Going to school, getting a normal job. Or evenâ¦falling in love with the girl next door. My heart is probably somehow incomplete without those normal things.
But maybe it doesnât have to be normal. Everyoneâs been very good to the âmeâ I am now. But I happened to think it once; that I wanted to become normal. Thatâs why I went along with Eleanorâs invitation on that day.
Butâ¦huh⦠Thinking that Eleanor, who was looking at the snow, looked beautiful shows that Iâm different from how I was before; that I just might be closer to my desired normal.
ãI want you to know that while there are unsightly and indecent things in the world, there are also many beautiful and precious things that you have protected.ã
I stared at Eleanorâs side profile once again. My eyes then shift to her hand. When using magic, it is necessary to touch the snow directly, and so her glove had to be taken off perhaps because of that. And that hand is red and numb from the cold.
For some reason, I couldnât leave it be. Before I realized it, I had taken off my own glove and held Eleanorâs hand.
ãâ¦!!!!ã She looked shocked, but she didnât shake it off. Does that mean she doesnât dislike it?
ãTo me, that Saviorâs mission is something that must be done. Iâm glad I was able to save people, but I never really thought it was beautiful or precious. Butâ¦if you say that this is something like that, then yeah. Itâs definitelyâ¦beautiful.ã
I believe that she, too, is something beautiful and precious that I once protected; but when I tried to say that, I caught myself hesitating. The words wouldnât leave my throat, and I feel something close to shame in my heart. It was like somehow saying that would be embarrassing.
Could this be whatâ¦embarrassment feels like?
If thatâs the case, then conveying my emotions honestly might be very difficult. This is my sought-after normalcy, but itâs a tough thing to achieve.
ãEleanor?ã For some reason, she looked like she was as pale as a ghost. I must be seeing things.
ãSh-sheâs deadâ¦!ã said Mika.
I panicked for a second, but then I shook my head in denial. ãCâmon, no way. Her pulse isâ¦â¦there. Hey, Eleanor?ã I think I can see something that looks like a soul trying to leave through her mouth, but that canât be real!
Later, people noticed that Eleanor and I were holding hands, so they came closer and started to make a fuss. It was at that moment that Eleanor finally recovered.
ãIâ¦am never washing this hand again!!ã she screamed while breathing heavily through her nose. For some reason, this caused the other Seven to attack her hand.
ãStop this at once, you hand virgins! Trying to defile a friendâs happiness is such an unseemly act!ã While being mobbed by everyone, Eleanor seemed somewhat happy and joyful.