Chapter 15

༺ The First Letter (15) ༻

Celine has been dissatisfied lately. To be more precise. This started after she heard that I had started training with Seria.

Today was the day I went to practice swordsmanship with Celine. This time, we were instructed to gather in the forest located south of the academy, not at the knight’s training ground.

Unlike the knight’s training grounds, the forest was quite far away, so Celine and I joined halfway through and then started walking together. She snorted and looked at me as if I was pathetic.

“Ian oppa, are you a pervert?”

“…… What do you mean?”

Her left hand rested on her waist while her right hand was rustling and massaging her temples. It was the reaction you had when you were astonished.

“You have to be one? After being beaten to the dust on that day, just because she asked you, you actually started helping that bitch? No, if you aren’t a pervert, are you retarded?”

“In that sense, I have beaten Seria as well.”

“That’s it!”

Celine growled, standing upright like an angry cat. No matter how much I thought about it, she didn’t seem to like Seria at all.

“A senior can beat a junior for the purpose of giving her guidance, right? However, how can a junior beat their seniors to such an extent?”

“What do seniors and juniors have to do with a duel? When seniors duel with juniors, should they go easy on them?”

The more I sided with Seria, the more I grew dissatisfied with Celine. She tried to persuade me with a frown, but it didn’t change my mind.

Seria, who I had been watching for a few days, was just often misunderstood, and was not a person without flaws. On the contrary, I even got the impression that she was a little fragile.

At first, I didn’t think much of it, but it was true that I started getting a little worried after being together with her for a few days. I had a sense of crisis that if I left her as she was, she might remain in the society as a socially dysfunctional person.