Black Haired King

"Guuuuuuuuuuu... guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Don't either cry or eat."

"Shut up. It's none of Clara's business. Gu Gu... Mo Gu..."

It's surreal inside that a beautiful woman eats a dish she's put on a desk for crying.

We're in the cafeteria now. It's me and Gawayne sitting in the same seat. It's Tilicia and her friend Clara.

She looks like a little brown-haired girl about 140cm, but when it comes to combat, she has the medium skill of holding a dagger in both hands and aiming at the opponent's steeple with a quick move. I guess it's closer to an assassin than a knight.

We came to the dining room with Mr. Clara like that. The reason is to comfort Mr Tilicia. After the simulation, Mr. Tilicia cried out, but apparently it would be good if he lost.

It seems to be good, but of course I just got in today and I don't know that. So if I was confused with Awaaaa by myself about what to do, Tilicia's friend Clara helped me.

It's just lunch time after the mock fight, so he said he'd stop crying if he fed him all over it, so he brought him this far. Gawayne followed that as it seemed interesting.

Then Mr. Tilicia keeps eating for 30 minutes without stopping. Crying. But how much into such a thin body? I'm eating enough alone to get heartburn if it's us. Awesome.

"Mogugugu... Ugu... it was a treat. It was delicious ~"

He looked at me like he was staring at me with a sharp eye when he was fighting me, and until just now he was eating dinner crying, and now he smiles cutely when he finishes eating. I was overwhelmed.

"You've shown me some embarrassment. I regret losing. I can't stop crying."

That said, now I dye my face red like it's lit. I thought you were a cool person. You're a person with a different look to corny. But I like it better than being stared at.

"No, I don't mind. Because I know you'll regret losing."

I've had hundreds of regrets, too. All fights are lost to Mr. Mistrea. When I think about it, now I'm gonna swell my cheeks up and look at me. Now what?

"I've been thinking about it for a while now, why is there so much room? You must be one of those people who crossed swords. Talk to me normally."

Oh, you didn't like me speaking respectfully. Well, that's what he says, okay?

"Okay. Is this good, Tilicia?"

"Oh!"

Tilicia smiles at me just because I stopped saluting her. I can't see the look of the first glance anymore. Clara and then she told me she was normal and good, so I'll keep talking.

"But you're really strong, aren't you? I never thought Tilicia would do it."

"Really. I wondered what kind of connections you used to get in mid-school."

Gawayne and Clara say that. Conne... Nothing like that at all. It's nothing to hide, so I'll tell you how I got into school. Whoa, this omelet is delicious.

"You were in that war..."

"I see. So was it recognized by General Kayness? I met him once too, but he was a samurai inside."

"It's amazing to be invited to the Kingsguard that year ~"

The reaction is threesome. Gawayne had heard from someone he knew, or he was quite familiar with the war. He also knew I had stopped the army by myself. Exactly. Everyone was turning to surprise about it. That was just really lucky.

"Right. Then maybe me and Clara, together with Redius and someone else, could win the fight!

Then suddenly Tyricia tells him that. Fight against what?

"Fight against it. What is it?

"Oh, I don't know about Redius. Since the beginning of September every year, we've been competing to build a team in the school year. That's the rivalry. Any member is good for the same grade and can register up to 7 alternates.

There were 199 joint disciplines because they flew one. The knight discipline is 31 because, on the contrary, Redius has increased. That's 230 people combined. I don't participate because I don't train in commerce, but I open a mock shop or something between rivalries. "

Heh, that sounds interesting. Can we have at least 33 teams because they're 230? Besides, is there anything to do with knighthood or joint disciplines?

"It's just that we have a team that wins every year."

"A team?

"Oh, that's..."

"You were here, Tilicia!

I can hear Tilicia calling from the side as I was about to hear from Gawayne about the team I win every year.

Everyone looked at the voices, and there stood a man with purple hair. Bring the purple hair back in one piece, facer the forehead, and pay with your right hand. The ladies that were attached behind them look at it and make a scene with their careers. What are these guys?

"... Lambalk. What can I do for you?

Lambalk...... Oh, second place in the school year! Was he the brother of Lamberto in the knighthood discipline, successor to the Marquis? What could a guy like that do for Tilicia?

"I wanted to get a good reply this year. I want you on the opposing team. Now that there are no witches, Lamberto, number one in the school year, me, number three in the school year, if you let him in, he'll definitely win. What do you say?"

Is that so? Well, if you're looking to win, it's natural that Tilicia wants to be on the team, too. The top three would be almost unbeaten if they let them in.

"I say it every year, but I know you're not on your team."

But Tilicia turned it down. On Tilicia's face, there is a clear disgust. I wonder if I hate it that much.

"Besides, I decided to work with the people here."

That's what I'm gonna say. Look at us, Tilicia. Well, I don't mind. Clara is also nodding. Gawayne, what, me too? You look like that, but with this flow, so do you.

"Hmm, gather all the people you take care of. Plus, you can put black hair in it and it's dirty. Beautiful. You're gonna get dirty, huh?

"It will definitely get dirtier with you."

Wow, Mr. Tilicia, that's so clear. Lambalk has blue muscles on his forehead. You're so angry.

"If you say so much, are you confident you'll beat us? Why don't we make a bet?

"You say it's a bet?

"Oh. If you beat us, I'll ask you anything. If we win, Tilicia, you will be my slave!

What are you talking about? What about this guy? You can't promise me that.

"It would be good. Take it and stand!

Why!? Why are you taking it? We all look at Tilicia, but Tilicia has a confident chest. Where does such confidence come from? I heard that. Lambalk is grinning niggardly.

"Damn, I can't wait for you to kneel before me when you lose!

That's what Lambalk said and left the dining room.

"Tilicia. Can I promise you that? If you lose..."

"Yeah, we're just talking about winning. Is Redius willing to lose?

"No way? I'm willing to win with anyone."

"Hehe, that's the man who took me down. Let's gather the rest of the members from now on."

Tilicia says that excitedly. Ha. I feel a little caught up in it, but, well, it's a boat I got on. You can't just shut up and watch Tilicia become a slave. What if I try my best too?