Episode 41
Translator : Missme
Editor : Aru
âThe day the monster appeared?â
âYes.â
The wind was creeping in from outside the window. Along with it, Eugeneâs silver hair shook slightly. Through the hair, I could see his blue eyes.
âI thought you wereâ¦â¦ not looking at me with sincerity.â
His voice was lower and deeper than his usual voice.
âBecause Iâm behind you. So I was nasty to you. Cause I thought you were ignoring me.â
ââ¦â¦ I never did that.â
âI know. I know. Thatâs why Iâm apologizing right now.â
Eugene answered back, kicking his tongue.
âI thought thatâs why you didnât use your most confident flame magic on me, and I thought you didnât treat me sincerely.â
âHuh? Is that why youâre so obsessed with flame magic?â
âYou cast it to that prince, but you didnât cast it to me.â
Whatâs wrong with him?
âHey, Iâm not the kind of person who thinks so complicatedly like you.â
ââ¦â¦yes, I think so. Anyway, thatâs why I said I was sorry, so you just need to know that.â
âCanât you just stop whining when you apologize?â
âWhat? Whining â¦â¦ What is that?â
âNo, thanks, never mind.â
When Eugene put on a suspicious look in my words, I kept my mouth shut.
âBy the way, what does that have to do with the monster appearing?â
Then Eugene bit his lips for a while, then opened them in a slightly hoarse voice.
âThat day, when a monster hit my backââ
I vaguely remembered Eugeneâs words.
âYou used flame magic right away.â
I did.
As soon as I saw the monster, instinctively, I pulled Eugene toward me, and I used flame magic to cut the way between him and the monster.
âYou must have been looking at me with sincerity right back then.â
Eugene spoke calmly. At the moment I felt that his eyes, resembling a blue sapphire, seemed to sparkle and shine.
âWell, just know itâs because of that.â
Eugene turned his head to the side and talked.
So I couldnât tell what kind of facial expression he was making now.
âIf you hadnât used magic that day, I could have died.â
His voice echoed in the quiet classroom.
Without a thorn, so his real voice came deeper.
ââ¦I see.â
âWhatâs with that âI seeâ. Is that the only reaction you could have made when I talked sincerely with this much difficulty?â
Eugene grumbled, frowning.
âUh, well, itâs kind of sudden, soâ¦.â
âCk, whatever.â
âBy the way, can I ask you a question?â
As I looked at Eugene and asked questions, he answered with a slight raise in his eyebrows.
âWhat is it?â
âDo you still hate me?â
ââ¦why would you ask that?â
âJust out of curiosity.â
When I saw him saying he was sorry, I thought he might have softened up. I just asked because I was wondering if he didnât hate me as much as before.
âYou know. Do you still hate me for being a Spade who doesnât even know my place but keeps running wildly?â
I said with a slightly mischievous smile.
âHey, thatâsâ¦â¦â
It was fun to tease Eugene, who blushed and shouted out unkindly loud.
âThen, no?â
I deliberately rolled up the corners of my mouth and said with a grin.
âYouâ¦â¦â
Eugeneâs face was already as red as a beet.
Well, Eugene wasnât the type, to be honest about his feelings.
He wasnât used to being teased.
âOh, really, if I still hate you that much, I wouldnât have said this. Are you satisfied? Iâm sorry that I said you run around without knowing your place, man.â
âOkay, that was a great answer.â
I clapped my hands and nodded.
âStop making fun of me.â
âOh, what do you mean, teasing you? Itâs just that Iâm really impressed.â
âYou reallyâ¦.â
To be honest, I thought it was a little fun to tease Eugene.
Wouldnât it be fun to respond properly to the end with words that could just be skipped?
âWell, thatâs it then. Just fill in the journal.â
âOh, letâs take a break. We didnât have a lot of opportunities to talk.â
âIf youâre the class president, work as the president. Or hand over the position.â
âYouâre a picky personalityâ¦â¦â
Eventually, I clenched the quill pen, while screaming.
And for a while, silence fell in the classroom.
As always at this time every week, sitting a little apart and organizing the class journals.
âHey.â
ââ¦â¦why.â
âYou answer me?â
âIf youâre going to say useless things, stay quiet.â
It was a great development. I canât believe Eugene answered my call and said âBe quietâ instead of âshut up.â
âItâs not a useless thing.â
ââ¦â¦tell me quickly.â
Eugene replied with a tick.
âJust, itâs not a big dealââ
Was the wind blowing in the classroom always this refreshing? And like this, it feels a little warm.
âDonât be so impatient.â
âWhat?â
Looking around, Eugene was looking at me with a surprised face.
âYouâre already doing enough.â
For a very short time, Eugene opened his blue eyes wide and looked as if he had been beaten in the back of his head.
His eyes, which always felt cold at that time, fluttered like a blue flame.
It was the first time I faced the relaxed Eugene without a thorn.
âIs that what you really look like?â
When I was thinking of such a thing, he lowered his head in a hurry and uttered in a quivering voice.
âWhy are you telling me that?â
ââ¦â¦did you think I donât know?â
I deliberately turned my eyes away from him and answered back.
Everyone has a side that we didnât want to show to others.
Eugene was just hiding more of it than anyone else.
His face, which was revealed like that, I didnât want to look at.
âYouâre staying up late at night and practising on your own. But You never sleep in class.â
âIsnât it the same for you?â
âSo, you and I are both working hard.â
I was only a few years older than Eugene in my previous life, but I knew it.
A man who was so hard on himself may fall at the end.
I know because Iâve been there.
ââ¦â¦ even when I fought Cassius, it was hard. I thought I could have lost if I had bad luck.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âBut when I fought with you, it was really hard. After the game started, the thought that I might lose didnât leave my mind for a moment.â.â
I looked around and talked in a low voice.
âReally, I thought you were really strong.â
My voice rang out in the classroom, where no one seemed to be there.
I donât know if that voice touched Eugene.
He might have thought it was pretentious, or he might have thought I was trying to hide the evil spirits by pretending to praise.
But neither was it.
I meant what I said.
ââ¦â¦youâre so weird.â
Eugeneâs voice, which broke the silence, was subdued.
âWhat?â
âWhy are you telling me that?â
âWhy shouldnât I? You tell me why.â
I spoke with a slight glance.
Then Eugene responded immediately.
âI know You hate me.â
I donât know if his mind is just simple, no, heâs too pure.
The thoughtless personâs behaviour was interpreted in such a complicated way.
Eventually, I burst into laughter.
âWhat, why are you laughing!â
Eugene said angrily.
I answered him in a cheerful voice.
âHey, I say it because you donât know, but I donât hate you that much.â
I thought there was a corner where he was needlessly uptight and full of anger, but actually sincere and naive.
Perhaps, if we hadnât been under pressure at home, or if Yerine had built a good relationship with the other seven heirs from the start, wouldnât our relationship have gotten a little better?
âOf course, there are times when I think youâre a bit of jerk-â
âThatâs the same here! Donât laugh!â
âWhatâs wrong with laughing?â
After such a tit-for-tat, weâve finished organizing the journal and the sun was setting outside the window.
âUh, done.â
âGive it to me. Iâll check it out.â
âGive you what? Speak nicely.â
âYouâre the one to say.â
At his words, I leaned my lips out and leaned against the chair, but Eugene took the journal open on the desk and began to read it.
âWell, thereâs nothing wrong.â
âOf course, itâs written by this body.â
âDonât forget you almost missed the Thursday journal.â
âCkâ¦â¦.â
When the check was complete, Eugene returned the journal to me.
I put my journal under the school table and said to Eugene, who was packing his things.
âNow letâs close the window and get out.â
Eugene swung his hand at my words.
The hand gesture closed the window by itself.
âGet it quickly. Get out.â
I also cast a spell to sort out the quill pen and ink on the desk and went to the doorway and followed Eugene standing out of the classroom.
âYouâre going straight to the dorm, arenât you?â
âYeah.â
âIf you have nothing to do, why donât you join us for a meal? Iâm going to have dinner with the others.â
âWhy are you so obsessed with eating together?.â
âYouâre not going to eat anything if you go to the dorm anyway. Just eat while you are here.â
âNo thanks.â
I turned my head and said in a drooping voice (of course, itâs acting) at him, who refused.
âItâs a beef stew todayâ¦.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âIt must be deliciousâ¦â
Then Eugene sighed and said,
âHey, do you think the prince will leave me alone if I come with you? If you donât intend to kill me, quit that out.â
âItâs all right. You fought Cassius and won. You can do it.â
âItâs an official battle, and you know best what heâs going to do if itâs about you?â
ââ¦â¦I canât argue with you.â
As I walked along the long corridor, I had reached the exit of the main building of the Academy.
The sky, which had previously been red with the sunset, was turning blue with its red mark near the horizon.
âSo youâre not coming, are you?â
I asked one last time.
âYes.â
Eugene retorted in his usual dry voice.
âIf you want to see us, you can come to the cafeteria in the middle.â
âNo, never.â
âIf the others hear you, theyâll be disappointed. Iâll tell them as it is.â
âDo as you please.â
Eugeneâs arms were folded again, revealing the scabbard.
âThen Iâm going. Goodbye.â
After waving my hand firmly to Eugene, who didnât wave to the end, I was about to turn around and go to the restaurant.
âHey, spades.â
Suddenly, I looked back at Eugeneâs voice calling me.
âHuh?â
âGood work today.â
Under the dim sky, the silver-haired boy said in a calm voice.
When I heard that, I replied with a smile around my mouth.
âYes, you too.â
Feeling a little more relaxed than usual, I ran towards the restaurant.
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