"Maximilians aren't convinced."
During the afternoon elective class, Chiaran said he was in trouble while traveling through the hallway of the school. After breaking up with everyone and being alone, I smile bitterly at the feeling that I finally got to mouth.
School Fall event held the day before yesterday between holidays.
Max, who was a first-year student and managed well, won, but he didn't fall in love with him.
Magic and martial arts triumph is a residual tournament game played by skilled fighters.
It's a tight fight in the ring, so there's hardly any Battle Royale frenzy going on.
There is no seed because luck is in the middle of a match. There was some turmoil depending on the lottery, but the results of this tournament were almost as good as they could be.
It is only right that Euca, who I didn't look beyond the shock, suddenly lost a round against Max. Instead, Max was careful not to get hurt.
As a result, as usual, the upper ranks were occupied almost exclusively by the Duke and the upper aristocracy.
Still, Max can't hide his dissatisfaction. Chiaran was unlucky, hit Guy in two rounds, and dropped out early.
If it's true, Chiaran should be able to get into the upper ranks, but it's a rule, so I can't help it.
"After all, you can't say that you did everything you could, right? It's caught up there."
"The (...) ability (...) of an example (...) is a royal secret. Otherwise, I fought with all my might....."
"That's not rational. If you lose a hidden ball at a level that flips your victory and defeat with plenty of room. I know it's a secret, but I don't put it in my mouth, but I think my heart is pretty naughty. As a person who has received that power directly, I can't help but wonder if I am the best person to know the power."
"Strange and serious."
Max is called serious by serious Chiaran. But it means that we are sincerely confronted with the battle.
We have seen Chiaran's special ability to increase or decrease abilities exert tremendous effects. I wonder what would have happened if Max had only been so strong against spiders in the forest, and vice versa. If you use your abilities, can you beat Chiaran - I care so much about the area.
Previously, I used to see a very rare rival between me, but now I am conscious even in purely combat terms.
"My role isn't to fight. I wouldn't do anything like that, except in a situation where it's too clogged out for national security."
"Fufufu, it was like the prince was on the front lines."
When I think of Chiaran, who pushed me through an unparalleled indifference, I can't help but feel my chest. Deep gratitude and trust aren't enough...
Because I know that that was not just before Jian (...).
But since then, I feel that my distance from Chiaran has changed a little.
Rather than saying that it has changed, should I say that it is the first time I have noticed something that I have never cared about before?
Until now, when I asked for help, it was accepted as a matter of course, so I didn't care, but I felt that it was the other way around, and on the contrary, the distance was open. It's so subtle that I don't know.
It's your fault? No, it's not my fault. When I was saved in the woods, Max pushed me, and I thought... and then I watched carefully.
Am I avoided by Chiaran? Well, I've always been in trouble, but since when?
I really don't like it, but Chiaran's natural caretaker body helps me somehow - it's too likely and makes me anxious. I'm a prophet, and I can't let it go with a sense of responsibility.
The good news is that I jump into trouble after trouble, and Chiaran can't help but help it.
... honestly, no matter how much duty you have, even if you were a friend, you might get sick of it. Unlike Max, he was someone else, but he was too sweet.
Once I noticed it, I noticed it very much. Then you can ask. Until now, it was cut from the front.
And yet... even though I'm a friend, I've been stepping on my feet ever since I realized it. 'Cause if you ask me, and the fact is confirmed, I'll snuggle into it. I feel a little depressed by the smell.
Somehow I wasn't in the mood to keep talking, and I looked out the window as I walked.
In the school yard, you can see the students of the Knight Course.
And Rufus.
After that, I broke up with Rufus as usual. Nothing will ever change. I chose that kind of relationship.
So even if you see each other from a distance in the school, you pretend to be someone else as usual and look away. And yet...
"What happened with Dr. Rufus?
Why are you still discerning!! I penetrated into Chiaran's words with my heart.
I should have behaved exactly as usual, but what's the difference!?
If you're smart, just pretend you don't notice!
"Nothing."
The answer was a bit pointy. But it can't be helped.
I don't mean to tell anyone that I largely refused the proposal, and Rufus is just a student and teacher setup in the first place.
That's why I didn't answer.
"--I see....."
Chiaran didn't step in any further. I dare ignore it while feeling uncomfortable knowing it was a lie.
--Oh, I don't want to...
If you need to know, there's plenty.
But why didn't you want to know?
I don't want anyone to know about the proposal or what happened afterwards.
I've been acting crazy lately. I have a sense of emotional instability, but I don't know what to do.
In the old days, no matter what serious air it was, I could laugh at it and deceive it with a fun topic. Because my emotions were not shaking.
I'm not like that now.
In the words of Chiaran when I met him, I wanted to change, and I actually did. I'm going to take back what I made zero in the second circle, little by little.
Living your life in earnest is a lot of joy, but you're often confused.
I changed what I wanted, and I didn't regret it.
I don't, but sometimes I feel a little resentful.
There are too many passages that come to mind why Chiaran is drawing a line with me, but I think Chiaran is embarrassing me.