One week until the Spirit Summoning Ritual takes place.
There are a lot of people in and out of the school, and we see a lot of magicians, clerics and other ritual officials.
Among other things, Master Theodore seemed to be in charge, and he looked at each other more often.
I don't feel comfortable speaking to you every time I see you, but you always look exhausted. When I got worried and asked what was going on, apparently it was hard to escape the fierce attack from the female students.
Indeed, the next Marquis, in the future, the head of the Magic Division is certain, plus that aesthetic form...
I feel more incapable of telling the female students not to aim.
"Oh, Viscount Julion is still very popular today."
Mr. Abbott, who was walking side-by-side down the hallway upstairs, looked down through the window and muttered.
Yes, as usual today, Master Theodore seems to be surrounded by female students.
His Royal Highness is often surrounded equally well, but he is always sassy, albeit with a moderate attitude.
I feel that Mr. Theodore has a nasty appearance in his attitude.
… I'm sure there's a difference in how well people are treated rather than women.
Oh, I got eyes for you.
Are you saying something with your mouth open?
Uh, I wonder what.
Do something?
That said, I also look down the window, but the number of female students is even higher than the other day.
In that case, I might try to do something about it.
Speaking of which, His Highness also said, 'You can't help it because that doesn't make a fiancée. You just have to let it go,' he said.
… I'm sorry, Dear Theodore.
I am very powerless right now.
Next time, let Samuel make something delicious, so forgive me today.
Apologizing in my heart, I gently take off my gaze toward Master Theodore.
The sharp gaze I feel from the bottom is my fault... right?
And I smiled nicely at Mr. Abbott, secretly away from the window.
"Mr. Abbott will also participate in the Spirit Summoning Rite."
"Yeah, I'm depressed because I don't know if I'll succeed.
If you're a student, you can watch it. So if you fail, it's hard to go to school the next day. "
"It's okay. Anyone who the magician decides cannot contract in the first place cannot participate in the ritual itself."
"… yes.
'Cause I'm not saying I failed a few years ago. I hear he's still caged away from the social world. "
Yes, this ritual of spiritual summons takes place in an arena in the school. This arena is also used in school festivals, sorcery competitions, swordsmanship competitions, etc.
Guest seating is on a sloping staircase with VIP seating.
The tension of participating students is considerable because it is carried out in such a state surrounded by all directions.
Of course, I also participated last time, but since I was able to make a contract with the Middle Spirit with a top batter at that time, I remember returning to the modest room with a lot of applause.
For this reason, I did not see the last ritual of Anna, who appeared last and was blessed by the Spirit King of Light.
I recall that Katrina, who was in the audience at that time, later said with a tranced look that the Spirit King of Light was so divine and so beautiful.
He said many of the students cried out with emotion.
… but how about this time?
Anna is nothing like Anna the last time.
That's why the Spirit King of Light doesn't necessarily show up again this time. … I think so.
Neither do I.
He has the same personality, but the loss of magic prevents him from signing with the spirits he last signed.
Still, I was able to make a contract with Crowe.
This means that the future regarding the covenant with the Spirit is also changing.
Unless it is my mistake, this time Anna is acting differently from the previous one due to some cause.
And a lot of words and deeds as if people are different themselves.
If so, the last time Anna was the Virgin and the character everyone admits. … but this time?
Something could change.
"… I wonder what will happen"
Unexpectedly, the words I was thinking about come out like a potpourri. When I saw Mr. Abbott in front of me with a hack, she clasped her shoulders.
"You're going to be, aren't you?
Whatever the consequences, I'll stick my chest out!
"A boulder, Mr. Abbott.
You'll be fine. I really do. "
"Yeah, thanks. Will Mr. Marcel come and check it out, too?
"Of course."
"Well, that's a relief."
When Mr. Abbott said that, he grinned nicely and laughed. "Well, I'm going to go to magic practice again now," he gripped his fist.
"Good luck."
Mr. Abbott was pleased with my words and waved "See you tomorrow," as he hung his face in the direction of the practice room.
Come on, I think I'll go home today, too.
I thought so and when I started walking, I was grabbed by an arm that came out from across the empty classroom door.
And as it is, my body is drawn into the empty classroom, and a small scream is emanated from my mouth when I accidentally say, "Come on."
Hold the treasure as it is, but hold it with all your strength.
Then a golden, sassy hair hit his cheek.
Ahhh...
"Your Highness!"
"Sorry to surprise you, I saw Rachel..."
Angry? "
Turning around, His Highness's face looks like a puppy after he lowered his brow and scolded him.
"I'm surprised... I'm not angry."
"Good. These days, when I find you, I want to hug you."
His Highness has a lot of straightforward sayings and skinships these days, as if something had blown out.
It's probably natural for him, something he doesn't intend.
In the meantime, when I said, 'Um, I can't go home without letting go of my hand', I opened my eyes and was amazed at the fact that I was holding hands. And I said, 'I'm sorry!' It was also a bit of a pleasure to be seen with a rare sigh of haste.
But those things make my heart beat every time I see His Highness.
In contrast, I would also like to calm my mind a little more. But with this gentle, warm grin of His Highness in front of me, I can't always say anything.
"Are you planning on going home today?
"Yes."
"Then I'll send it. Rarely have I finished my errands early, too."
… delighted.
I can't believe we're together until we get home, even though we're just happy to be able to face each other.
Also, my heart seems to fill with poka poka and warm stuff.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"No, because I just want to be with you.
Can I finally stop by the Marquis Mansion for a moment?
I was hoping to hang out with Crowe. "
"Of course! Cro will be delighted."
In the name of Cro, I think of a lovely black cat who would soon be waiting at home.
Then I feel my mouth loose naturally.
His Royal Highness looked at the situation with a smile.
"What about Rachel?
"Huh?"
"Will Rachel be happy?
Yes, stare me in the eye and say.
"… Yes"
I just reply with a potpourri, as if I had been floated by a fever.
Then His Highness laughed with pleasure again, sassy off the arm that was spinning on my hips.
… I kind of miss you.
Happy that I thought of that feeling once again that His Royal Highness's warmth was gone.
Shit, what are you thinking?
Unexpectedly he shook his head to the left and right, his Highness wondering, "Are you okay?," he asked, laughing out loud as I nodded.
"Well, I'll be ready, so can I meet you at the carriage station?
"Yes. I'll be waiting"
His Highness narrowed his eyes gladly to my answer, gently stroking my head and leaving the classroom behind.
… I knew I wasn't used to it.
Those feverish eyes of His Highness are truly devastating. Even now, my cheeks will be bright red.
Your Highness is no match for me.
With that feeling in mind, he headed to the carriage station in a lighter foothold than earlier.