Itâs nothing, youâre in denial. (4)
âLeah?â
I turned around and noticed Leahâs hand, which was dripping with blood. It looked like it had been cut from breaking the branch. As his hand was stained red from a cut that was more grave than I thought, I left Vivian aside and hurriedly ran towards Leto.
âAre you okay?!â
At my words, Leto seemed more responsive for some reason. He showed me his wound and shook his head. Erasing his smile, he frowned from the pain. I observed his hand. Fortunately the cut was not very deep, but there were broken twigs inside the open flesh. I had to remove them.
âStay still.â
I frowned when the splinter appeared deeper than I expected. It seems that we had to go to the infirmary.
âThis wonât do. Letâs go to the infirmary.â
âAre you going with me?â
At his words, I finally realised Vivianâs existence, who had been watching us. He smiled awkwardly before opening his mouth.
âI, Iâll be fine, so you guys can go on.â
âOkay.â
I hurriedly grabbed Letoâs other hand and dragged him to the infirmary. Unfortunately, the nurse in charge seemed to be absent for lunch break. I brought Leto inside the empty infirmary and grabbed some medicine, cotton balls and tweezers to remove the splinter.
Although Iâve never treated other peopleâs wounds, I had experienced removing them since I often played around and got splinters in the past.
âSpread your hand.â
Leto calmly spread his hand. Just how hard did he break the branch to get splinters like this? What I saw pained me. First, I soaked the cotton with antiseptic solution, wiped the area around Letoâs wounds, then inspected the splinter. I hope it doesnât hurt during the removal process.
âThis might sting a little.â
I warned him, but Leto didnât even budge.
âThis is nothing.â
Leto said, nonchalantly.
âWhat do you mean nothing? Youâre hurt.â
âWhen I was youngâ¦â¦Iâve been in more pain than this.â
Those words instantly made my mouth shut. I had only read it in the book, but when he actually said it now, it made me realised that I didnât understand the kind of abuse Leto really faced. How many thorns were lodged in his body if he said he had been in more pain than this? I stroked Letoâs hand gently and carefully pulled out the thorns in his hand.
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It was painful, but Leto stayed very still. With a calm face that expressed he was unbothered by the pain. It was difficult to remove the splinters. When I tried to remove them, it went deeper instead. It would be much easier if it was removed by magic, but I wasnât an expert in any healing skills.
I wanted to remove all of them. All the painful thorns in Letoâs body. I wanted to remove those thorns so they wouldnât rot and burn the skin. Allowing the flesh to heal. Was that also my ultimate intention?
âYou guys talked for quite a while just now.â
While I was concentrating, Leto said carefully. It was about Vivian.
âYeah. Did you know? Vivian appeared to come from a family that manufactures milk.â
When I spoke with a grin, Leto remained silent.
âMy family owns a bank.â
ââ¦â¦?â
âMy father is close to the Emperor.â
â¦â¦Why is he suddenly mentioning that? When Leto noticed my gaze, he slowly turned his head and replied with a red face.
âIâm just saying.â
Was he trying to appeal himself because I wasnât paying attention to him? I always thought Leto had a rather childish side to him. It was just like now. I burst into laughter but quickly covered my mouth. When I glanced at Leto, he was staring at me with an even redder face â perhaps from hearing my laughter.
I hurriedly erased my smile and tried to remove the splinters again.
âSo, did you only talked about that?â
Today, Leto was very interested about me. Was he secretly the type to enjoy watching someone confess? Come to think of it, it was my first time receiving a confession, and it was all because I was told to just go for it. To relieve Letoâs curiosity, I nodded.
âWe talked about a lot of things. It was fun.â
ââ¦â¦that fun?â
Was it just me or did Letoâs voice suddenly turned cold?
âDo you like him?â
âHe seems like a good kid.â
âYou like girls.â
I hesitated.
âT-Thatâs right.â
âIf he asked you out, will you date him?â
Leto really had a lot of questions for me today.
Because of that, I became too distracted to grab the splinters with the tweezers, let alone pull them out. Leto, on the other hand, only urged for my answer and seemed unconcerned if the splinters would really dig into his flesh and rot. As I was about to answer, the infirmary door opened.
âOh, whatâs this?â
The nurse came in and took a look at Letoâs hand.
âItâs deeply embedded.â
âI canât even pull it out with tweezers.â
The nurse said it was alright and told Leto to show his hand. Leto held out his hand to the nurse with a grim look on his face. The nurse drew a magic circle on Letoâs hand and swiftly removed the splinters from his flesh.
As expected of a professional. Somehow, it felt like a waste of time struggling with that splinter for several minutes.
âItâs done.â
I thanked the nurse in Letoâs stead. As I was about to leave, Leto caught me.
âWhat I said earlierâ¦â¦â
âHuh?â
âNo, itâs fine.â
I guess itâs nothing. After that, Leto and I headed for our major class.
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Even though Professor Hartz had lab classes, his major theory classes felt entirely different. The letters written on the large blackboard were barely visible. The professorâs words were slowly sweeping away into an unknown black hole and my hands wouldnât move, as if it had lost telepathic communication.
When I first entered Lexley Academy, I had made a promise to myself to study harder than anyone else to raise my rank. Though, I guess I narrowly entered and would narrowly graduate too. I didnât put in any effort. They say successful people are diligent. Leto, who passed the entrance exam in first place, was much more motivated than I was.
âBree!â
After class was over, I heard a voice calling out to me from behind. While continuously yawning, I saw Vivian running from afar. He smiled at me and ran past the crowd. He didnât need to run, though. Regardless, I waited for him to arrive, and Leto, who was in front of me, slyly stuck his foot out.
At that moment, Vivian, who didnât notice his foot, tripped and fell down in the hallway. Unlike me, who was surprised, Leto feigned ignorance as if he hadnât just stuck his foot out. While I was thinking of scolding Leto in my mind, I reached my hand out to Vivian on the floor.
âAre you okay?â
âAhâ¦â¦â
Falling in such a crowded place, Vivianâs face flushed red from embarrassment. When he hesitated to grab my hand, someone lifted Vivian up.
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It was Leto. He calmly pulled Vivianâs body up without any difficulty.
âTh-Thanksâ¦â
Vivian stared at Leto and thanked him. Unbothered, Leto stood beside me without responding.
âIâm glad I saw you. You have  liberal arts class after this, right? I actually took that lecture too.â
âReally?â
I never realised. Well, I didnât exactly stared at every studentâs faces during the liberal arts class either.
âYes. Can I go with you?â
âThatâs fine. Right, Leah?â
When I asked, Leto turned his head and walked towards the classroom first. Vivian stared at Letoâs back and whispered to me quietly.
âI think Leah doesnât like me.â
âSheâs a kid who keeps her distance.â
I defended quietly, but in truth, I also had a lot of complaints about Leto. Vivian didnât do anything, but it felt like Leto kept picking a fight with Vivian. Though, it could have just been my imagination, so I simply observed the situation silently.
However, I soon realised that it wasnât my imagination. Throughout the liberal arts class, Leto kept intervening whenever I talked with Vivian. He would cut off Vivianâs words and not allow him to finish his sentences. I thought that was all, but even when we stopped by the library for a while after the class, Leto took over Vivianâs seat and sat on my left.
Thanks to that, Vivian became even more embarrassed. In the end, I couldnât even say a few words to Vivian. When I returned to the dormitory, I stared at Leto, who was in a good mood.
âWhat is wrong with you today?â
When I couldnât stand it any longer, I asked. Leto shrugged his shoulders, feigning ignorance.
âI meant Vivian. Did something happened with him? If you have any issues, tell me.â
âIssues?â
Leto shook his head, indicating he had no complaint. In response to his obvious lie, I got up and approached Leto.
Perhaps noticing the atmosphere from my serious expression, he immediately wiped away his smile.
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âYou mean youâve been bothering him all day and you still donât have any issues? Who would believe that?â
âYou.â
âWhat?â
âYou would believe me.â
I became speechless from Letoâs shameless remark. What is he saying right now?
âUnbelievable. Thatâs just ridiculous.â
âDonât stay close to him.â
âWhy the hell not?â
My inner temper appeared.
âHeâs approaching you for a serious relationship. He has an impure intention. But you donât want to date him, do you? So itâs better to cut it off quickly.â
âButâ¦â
âWhy? Are you going to date him?â
Thatâs not what I meantâ¦â¦ Leto kept on mentioning rational things, so my argument was easily defeated, but I was still angry.
âThatâs my business. Why are you interfering?â
ââ¦â¦You did that too.â
I was startled by Letoâs words.
âYouâve also interfered in my business, one by one. So, why are you getting angry?â
ââ¦â¦â
âAre you telling me to get out of the way and leave now?â
Leto lowered his head. Why am I reminded of Kazenâs words at this moment? It seems like I was really approaching Leto with a purpose.
âIâm going to sleep, so donât bother me.â
Leto covered himself with a blanket and turned away. In the end, I was left standing while staring at Letoâs back.
For some reason, it felt as if I was paying the price for my actions.