"Fuah... ahh"
During class the next day, she was stabbed in the flank by a yawn bite.
"Rosie, did you stay up late again?
Lisa, who was sitting next to her, whispered.
When I nodded with my eyes rubbed, I felt stunned.
"I should at least give you a textbook....."
"Next up, Rosie Mystilia. Read it."
If you don't tell me, I'll shake her head and show her I tried to get closer to her desk.
Now, the self-defense classes using attacking magic tools, the progress of which is certain...
"The advantage of Baton magic tools is that they are extremely limited in scope and can be used instantly with magic. The“ Spellbreak ”used by law enforcement organizations and others is made in baton form because of its superior deployment speed, which allows for quick suppression -"
"Very well, contactless can be effective even if it is distant from the target, but given the slowness of deployment and uncertainty in the event of a missed target, it is still in the developing world. In other words, you should carry a contact magic device to ensure your protection."
The bell rang from the clock tower.
The teacher nodded on time and left the classroom to announce the end of the class.
It's finally lunch break. Let's eat and get some sleep early.
As she stood up, Risha and I looked at each other in a bewildered manner.
"What's wrong? Why don't you go to lunch?
"No, that's not it... I wondered where you kept the textbook."
"Textbook? Yeah, I'll leave it in the room. You don't have to carry it with you anymore."
"Eh, that? Didn't you just read it normally?
"Yeah, because I remember everything."
With a vague reply, Risha stood up and started walking beside me.
By the way, Lisa, who opened her mouth, looks at me.
"I recently heard rumors that there are students leaving school late at night, but that's not about logic, is it?
"Breaking curfew at this school like a fortress? I can't believe I can't do that..."
An ill-eyed sports mower fell over his shoulders.
Wait a minute, Risha. He's fine.
Grab Risha's arm, which is about to hit her from behind, and walk toward her.
After repeated blinking several times, he looked at me with a disgusting face.
The inner pocket of the robe feels like a piece of paper that has never existed before.
Gilligan, isn't that too soon?
I was supposed to ask for it this morning, but he was gathering information after class.
"I'll introduce you when I get a chance. I don't know, it's kind of embarrassing."
"Are you a friend?
Well, I guess so.
It's also said to be a business partner.
I arrived at the cafeteria while I was talking about it.
Naturally, there are many people at this time of year.
We're supposed to wander around where we can sit with a tray of food, but we're not alone in that.
A table is being filled with empty spaces in the cafeteria where the students hang out.
The seat, which was set up to stand out from the crowd, was sometime our designated seat.
It's a bit complicated.
Ahahah, I agreed to Lisha laughing like she was in trouble.
Nevertheless, it was many times better than expected that it would not be harmful just to be viewed from afar.
That's probably the big reason I started getting involved with Lucreux.
"Logic?"
And Risha sitting in front looked straight at us.
"What?
"No, it seemed like you were worried about the surroundings, so how could you?"
"... did you see that?
"Yes"
I realize that my self-control is weakened by lack of sleep.
After all, securing sleep time is more important than anything else.
"It's nothing. I just wondered which one I decided."
"Which one?"
"Yes, Celia is standing behind me right now."
Sit down and sip the soup.
And Celia, who had a meal tray, sat next to Risha for a few seconds.
Celia looked down with her lips bitten, rather than sticking her mouth to the meal.
"Um...."
Lisha, who was holding her mouth as she moved her hand, finally looked into Celia's face and said so.
"This is the first time I've talked to you like this. My name is Risha Mystilia. Thank you for helping me last time."
"Ah, ah. Celia Norrent."
The cheeks relax when the two people shake hands in fear of each other.
I stopped eating and looked at Celia.
"So, you've decided what to do overnight, right? That's why you're here."
"... yes."
"Then let me know your answer."
Hmm, take a breath.
Celia, with her hands on her chest and her eyes closed for a moment, looked straight at me with her crimson eyes.
"I want to protect my dad's honor by continuing to expose injustice for someone."
However, I kept narrowing my eyes.
"More than that, I want revenge on the one who stigmatized my dad as a serial killer. I can't allow my dad, who hasn't done anything wrong, to be executed and still be alive."
The word revenge shook Celia's voice.
Evidence of high emotions. It's not impossible.
"To do that... Rosie Mystilia, I need your help. If you help me, I'll dedicate all my life to you. For me, it was all about getting my dad's revenge, so..."
No, I don't think so.
"... eh"
Her nose snorted at Celia, who gave out a small voice.
That's what I'm implicitly telling you, it's unexpected.
"I said I don't have a hobby for exposing other people's past, but I like to expose other people's lies. And there was a lie in your words. That's why I can't take that request. Do something else."