Under the starry sky, me and Sophia stared at each other.

There's only two of us here.

Sophia says it's like a date.

Sophia dyes her cheeks slightly red, and I feel my temperature rise, too.

"Uh, not that it's a date..."

"I know. Because that's just what I thought."

But on the roof of the mansion or something, can you call it a date?

When I said that, Sophia laughed.

"I think it's nice here, too, don't you? The night sky is beautiful, the wind is pleasant... and Soron-kun has prepared a mansion for us."

"I guess..."

"Yeah. But maybe next time you two want to go to Empire City alone. Will you take me?

"Of course."

"Thanks.... right, Solon... you kissed Dr. Lucy, didn't you?

I panicked again.

The topic was also asked many times by Philia, who seemed very grumpy.

"And you kissed Mr. Claire, too, didn't you?

"Well, yeah. It was a surprise."

"Maybe with the other girls in your mansion?

Sophia looks anxious, holding hands.

I shook my head to the side.

"No way."

"Good..."

"You just have to kiss all the girls in the mansion," Clarice said teasing her.

Lisa or Lylene Remilia, Flora or Arte.

And with Sophia, too, Clarice said.

I set my gaze on nature and Sophia's red lips, and Sophia stared at me upwards, and I wandered.

Sophia knew or didn't know what was inside of me, and she bluffed.

"During the day, Mr. Ren, the magician, came after Mr. Arte, and he was in danger."

"I managed to repel it, though. But I got Mr. Clarice hurt."

"I'm sorry, because my junction was incomplete..."

"It's not Sophia's fault. I can't make such a powerful connection."

"Soron-kun... which would you choose, Your Highness Philia or me?

"Phew, kissing Master Philia is awesome. And with Sophia..."

"Come on, we're not talking about kissing! If I and His Highness Philia are both dying and only one of them can help..."

It was an abrupt question, but I thought.

Philia is my valued apprentice.

Sophia has always been one of us.

"I can't believe I'm choosing one... I can't do that."

"That's right. But... I want you to tell me that you will choose me."

Sophia softly laid her own white hand on my hand.

Warm temperatures come through and swell.

Sophia was getting embarrassed, too, making her face bright red.

Is it a blackout, suddenly Sophia cut to the point.

"My magic cannot restore Mr. Arte."

"Even the restorative magic of the Virgin is difficult?

"Yeah. Because every magic circuit is blurred..."

Sophia lay her eyes down.

Nevertheless, if Sofia alone can cure it, Sofia should be curing Arte even soon.

So this is the scope of expectations.

"Any other way?

"I think it's hard. But if there is... if you're the best healing magic user in the empire, you probably know."

"It's..."

Sophia nodded.

"Under the Holy See of Hestia, Archbishop of the Imperial Church. The third great Virgin of all time. I think you might know that."