Almark broke up with Zap and Ain, making a promise tomorrow.
It was still pretty early to break up with Ain because I cut up Fita's secret place pretty early.
Still, I went down to the dining room to have dinner.
The crowds were coming, and there were still not many students.
After receiving his meal, Almark looked around the cafeteria looking for someone he knew.
"That."
Unexpectedly, I raise my voice like that.
Serrah was eating alone.
Selaha always had a strong image of being with Culimes, but since playing the role of witch Selaha at the Magic Festival, I had seen her with Leila, and I had the impression that something was changing.
Seraha, who was eating alone, looked sad or lonely.
"Seraha"
Almark walked in and shouted, and Serrah raised his face.
"Almark"
You quickly turn into a happy smile.
When she pulled the chair next to herself, Seraha said.
"Please, sit down. Ah, if I knew Almark was coming, I'd eat a little slower."
As he said, Serrah's meal was almost over.
"Thank you."
Almark lowers his hips with the dishes on the table.
"You're one of the rare people today."
Almark nodded.
"Yeah, but Almark's not alone. Always with someone."
"No, it's not."
Almark shakes his head.
"I've been taught Ilmis. Actually, I'm more alone."
"Was it?
Serrah leans his neck.
"Almark always looked like he was in everyone's circle."
"That's what I look like when I look at the sun rarely."
Almark answered.
"Usually I live alone in silence."
I see. So is Almark. "
Seraha nods.
The expression still looks lonely somewhere.
What's going on?
Almark peeked into Serrah's face.
"I don't seem to be feeling well."
"I feel a little tired."
Seraha laughs bitterly with her hands on her forehead.
"I'm not good at writing exams. I can't memorize it, I can't write it."
That's how I looked at Almark.
"Almark was really good at writing exams."
"I'm not so good at it."
Almark lost sight of Serrah and took his meal to his mouth.
"It's better than magic."
"I envy you"
Serrah sighs.
"Contrary to me, Curime is very good at writing exams."
"Yeah."
"That's why you can't stay with Culime. Curime doesn't know why I can't write proper sentences."
That's what Serrah said and shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know why Curime can't dance so easily."
"Ahh....."
Almark remembers Curime at the festival later in the night.
Curime, who was supposed to have been dancing for three years, still didn't remember the dance that Almark could have done right after Wendy taught him.
"It's hard not to be good at it, but it's hard to be good at it. We don't know why we can't do this."
I see.
Almark nodded.
The name of the animal or plant. The position of the star. The history of the country and the names of kings and cities.
A rememberable person will even get into his head with an image.
But for people who don't remember, they're just like ciphers, and they don't come into their heads with substance.
Without knowing which parts of your head to organize them into and which parts to leave behind, the names are scattered apart from vague images.
In the same way, there is no dance in the exam subjects, but there are many things in martial arts as well as magic where physical manipulation plays an important role.
Curime is not good at them, but Seraha probably doesn't understand why Curime can't move her body as she was told.
The disconnect that comes from the difference in the direction of each other's talents and the indistinguishable loneliness.
"We're getting annoyed with each other, so we'd better stay away before the exam."
That's what Serrah said and smiled a little lonely.
"Still, it would be boring without someone to talk to."
Almark nodded.
I thought I understood the reason for Seraha's lonely expression.
If you don't mind, I'll talk to you.
"Thank you."
Selaha smiles and looks at Almark.
"Almark will be fine even before the exam. I don't think anyone will be like us."
"Why not?"
"When I look at you, I always think it's amazing."
Serrah said.
"The fact that you can quickly see what people are good at and admit it honestly."
I guess so.
Almark leans his neck.
"Because everyone is really amazing. Magic, of course, and many more."
"Here, that's the thing."
Serrah gently touches Almark's shoulder with his finger.
"Almark, we're gonna be magicians."
Serrah said.
"If my friend is better at magic, of course it would be amazing, but I regret it even more. I came here because I was recognized for my magical talents, but I think there are more talented people, and I regret it, and I am very anxious. I can't be as innocent as you."
"I haven't come to compete with you yet."
"Then I think I'll be even more anxious."
That's what Serrah says and shakes his head.
"But in the play, I stood on stage with you and acted, and I realized why."
Why?
Almark looks back at Serraha.
What is it?
"For us."
Serrah replied.
"One big goal is to become a magician, like a spine. That's why sometimes you can't stay calm when it comes to it. But, Almark. For you."
Serrah said looking into Almark's eyes.
"There must be another spine."
Another spine.
The words deliberately shook Almark's heart.
"You know that spine will never frighten us. That's why they don't move like us."
I don't know what that is, but Serrah said.
"I envy you."
The eyes were a little moist.
"I want to be as strong as you. If I can, I want to be a witch, Seraha."
Witch Seraha.
After all, the strong impression was still in Serrah's heart even after the play.
"Maybe."
Almark nodded.
"I'm sure you're right."
Say that and smile at Seraha.
"But I think you're stronger than Serrah the Witch."
"Why?"
As he was about to say, Serrah noticed Almark's meal, which he barely talked about, and rushed to urge him by hand.
"Sorry, Almark. Eat it. It's getting cold."
Ah, yeah.
"I was so happy to hear it, I talked too much. I'm going."
Serrah stood up with the dishes.
"Seraha, there's only one."
Seraha turned to Almark's words.
"You're the one who made the witch Serrah."
Almark said.
"That's why you can be a witch. But I think it could be stronger than that."
"Something stronger."
Serrah looked as if he had been struck by falsehood.
Something stronger than a witch.
Murmuring in my mouth.
"I never thought about it."
Serrah smiled.
"Thank you. I'm glad you came to the dining room early today. I met Almark."
That's how I waved my hand small and walked away.
Instead, Nelson, bustling into the cafeteria with Raidows, found Almark and shouted.
"Whoa, Almark. You look a lot better today than yesterday."
"Oh, you slept well."
Almark answered.
Tomorrow, as usual.
"Amazing Resilience"
Nelson laughed.
"Maybe if you sleep for about ten days, you'll get first place in the exam."