Chapter 159 – 71-2 Huyaze.

“Would you like another one?”
“…Can I have another one…?”
“I bought it for that. Do you want to eat strawberries instead of chocolate this time?”
“Eh, the strawberry I’ve only heard about… Uh, they say it’s very sweet…”

When Allen offered Mirai a waffle with strawberries, her nose twitched.

‘Poor thing… To say that it’s a strawberry I’ve only heard of…’

“Yeah… Here, strawberry waffles.”
“Go, thank you…! Wow… These are strawberries…”

It was very pitiful to see Mirai, who saw the sliced ​​strawberries in the folded waffle, give a small admiration, saying that it was amazing.

“Mirai.”
“Ah yes…!”
“Eat a lot…If there’s anything else you want to eat…”
“We need more waffles, Allen.”
“…Wipe some cream on your mouth and tell me.”
“Ugh. Bo, what kind of cream was smeared on the corner of the principal’s mouth…”

Clos Cero, who suddenly intervened, hurriedly wiped the cream off his mouth with his hand at Allen’s point.

“I’m really… If you eat it, the cream might get on you… Why are you so straightforward…”
[…As the body gets younger, the mind degenerates accordingly… No, it’s back to normal…]
“…You’re a noisy girl. Don’t let any more words come out of that snout…”

As the two of them fight again, Allen gazes at her transcendental beings for a few seconds, then she continues her words to Mirai.

“Mirai. If you want something to eat, tell me anytime. Understand?”
“Oh, no… That, that’s rude…!”
“Excuse me. Just tell me unconditionally Then I’ll buy it any time. Oh, come to think of it, there are many delicious shops and cafes selling sweet desserts in the town near the academy. Would you like to go together later? Or should I go buy some clothes?”

Mirai, who was eating strawberry waffles with small mouths, was about to shed tears at Allen’s warm attitude.

“…Yes! Must… Must…! I’ll go…!”
“Okay. Are you promising?”
“Yes! I promise…!”

Mirai mustered up the courage to answer, and Allen smiled happily and patted Mirai’s head.

“Uh? So, did you change your hairstyle? It suits you well, Mirai.”
“…Go, thank you, hehe…”

When Mirai heard Allen’s praise, the dust of sadness that had accumulated in her heart blew a wind of joy, and the lump of dust disappeared with the wind before she knew it.

“This hair tie. No, I got it from Cordelia-sensei!”
“Miss Cordelia?”
“Hehe… It’s the first gift I’ve ever received since I was born. I will definitely cherish it… Hehe.”

Mirai’s little hand smiled sweetly as she said that she cherished the braid that tied her own hair.

‘Cordelia gave Mirai her hair tie as a gift. Isn’t it a strange thing? After that, I felt strangely rounded.’

Those words I said on a moonlit walk.

Cordelia changed in an instant starting from the day she asked to marry Cordelia, who burst into tears because she couldn’t stand her shame.

At first, she just treated herself as a worm that came in as a substitute, and it seemed like only yesterday that she heard one-sided verbal abuse.

‘It’s painful…’

“Oh, Mr. Allen?”
“Yes, Mirai.”
“Uh, uh… Uh… Waffle… Can I have one more…?”
“Of course you can eat it.”
“Kuh, keuh…! Well, if that’s the case, look, I’m also one…”

Widely!

Allen strikes Closero on the back of his hand as he cautiously reaches for a waffle to give to Mirai.

“No. These are Mirai line waffles.”
“Ha, can I eat at least one?”

Clos Sero rubs the back of his hand after being beaten by Allen and makes a gloomy expression.

If it was the same as usual, I wouldn’t be able to do it, but I wonder if he was aiming for a situation like this.

Crying like a little girl… I don’t want to give more.

“There is no point in acting. I won’t give it to you.”
[Okay. This is the waffle that Minjil will give to our Mirai]

Le Cane, who had been fighting a while ago, spreads his hands as if protecting an open box of waffles placed between Allen and Mirai.

It was an unintentional pincer attack by Allen and Le Canet, but because of that, Clos Sero’s weeping expression changed to a cold one in an instant.

“…Can’t you just give me one? Wasn’t it such a waste to give Bonjwa a waffle…?”
“…Closero-sama. Do you know how many waffles we ate today?”
“Do you remember how many breads you have eaten so far?”

‘…Somehow familiar lines, don’t they? Where did you hear that…?’

“Tell me. The number of waffles I have eaten so far…”
“Hey, here you go… Bah, I’ll give you half…”

Before I knew it, Mirai was handing Clos Cerro a slightly larger waffle that had been cut in half unevenly.

“Mirai. You don’t have to give it. Anyway…”
“No… It’s better to share delicious food, hehe…”

When she handed the half of the waffle she was going to eat to Clos Cero, she smiled brightly at Mirai.

“Oh, thank you…”
[Hey, fire lizard. I should properly thank Mirai]
“Rcane. You better shut up for a bit.”

Again, before setting the mood for a fight, Allen gets up from the bench and mediates between the two beings.

“You can’t fight on a good day.”
“Oh, that’s right…! It’s cheap, fighting isn’t good…!”

When Mirai’s cute screams, which put strength into Allen’s mediation, exploded, the two beings kept her mouth firmly shut, perhaps reflecting on themselves.

“Still, it’s not wrong like Le Cane-nim said, so I think it’d be better to properly thank Mirai, Mr. Clos Cerro.”

Arlen gets down on one knee to get her little girl version of Closero at eye level, and takes her right hand, which isn’t holding a waffle, and says it softly, as if to soothe her little one.

“…Let me give you a good present as soon as possible. And Mirai.”
“Yes…!”
“Thanks for the waffle…”
“Go, thank you, Clos Seroni… No, uh, sister…”
“Ah, thank you…”

Mirai and Closero’s affectionate appearance.

It’s like two daughters who quarreled and reconciled with each other.

‘Somehow, Mirai is like an older sister. Clos Sero is like the youngest child with no concept of being brought up by his parents.’

“Good job.”

Contrary to this thought, my hand now naturally stroked Clos Cerro’s blazing crimson head, saying it was admirable.

“I didn’t mean to hear compliments!”

A light blush blooms on both cheeks of Clos Cero, who pats Allen’s hand and eats the half waffle Mirai gave her.

“You have to get used to it.”
“Ah, I know! You know, stop stroking her head!”

When Closero’s hand stroked Allen’s head again, he got angry and told her to take her hand away.

I guess I don’t like it though.

Seeing that she doesn’t clap her hands and just talk.

“Great. In that sense, I will give you money, so go buy yourself something to drink.”
“…What? What do you want me to do now…?”
“Errands, errands. You have to get used to it. Later, after entering the school, the teacher asked for something, but you can’t just say that you don’t want to do it, right?”
“…”

Clos Cerro, who stared at Allen gently, wanted to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

“…I get it. You will be water Mirai has sweet black milk…”
[Me too! I’m Ice Americano!]
“Where is the girl who can’t even drink…!”
“Please buy me something to drink for Le Cane-nim on the way.”
[Thank you! Now, if you hear it, buy it quickly. Chloe Sero~]

Clos Cerro accepts the money from Allen before she loses her sanity, and goes to run errands with resentful steps.

‘I’ll have to use it often from now on.’

****

“Then let’s go in first… Goodbye… Sorry… I’m sleepy…”
“I’m sorry. See you tomorrow, Mirai. Clos Cero-sama, please escort Mira and Le Canet to her dormitory.”
“I know that, so you don’t have to worry. And since I’m only bringing Mirai, I hope she’s not mistaken.”
[I feel sad~ Clos Cerro, who bought me an iced americano after a long time~?]
“…Anyway, I’m going to go. You should come on time, Allen.”
“…Then let’s go… Today… Thank you… Allen Neim…”
“Okay. Enter carefully.”

A body swaying along with a sleepy voice.

‘It’ll be all right with Clos Cerro and Le Canet.’

Watching them disappear, Allen sat on her bench and watched Le Canet’s iced Americano.

‘Clos Sero is not a childish child. Didn’t you spit? No, rather, is it a reward?’

Squeak.

“What are you doing here alone?”
“Then what are you doing by yourself? Watching the festival?”
“Can I sit down…?”
“Huh.”
“…”
“Do you have anything to say?”
“I came because you were sitting on a bench while watching alone.”
“Okay?”

Vivian’s private clothes I saw at night were quite fresh.

A white T-shirt that was loose like a box tee and denim pants with suspenders rolled up to reveal the ankles.

Unlike Vivian’s strong older sister’s fashion that I saw during the day, I feel at ease when I see her current outfit, which somehow feels naive.

“Are we going to be number one?”
“Huh?”
“No, it’s a play. No matter how you look at it, don’t you think we’ll be number one?”
“Aren’t you overconfident? Other school years also put a lot of effort into this festival.”
“Uh huh. I wrote the script and I’m the main character, so of course I won first place.”
“Whoops. You are invariably full of unfounded confidence.”
“A man must be confident.”

When the awkward atmosphere was changed, Vivian smiled lightly.

“I had a nice time today. It starts with listening to what I have to say. Thanks in so many ways, Allen.”
“Can you call my name well without stuttering? I practiced alone… Don’t clench your fist…”
“Don’t make fun of me. If you tease him one more time, he will hit you in the stomach, not his side.”
“If you hit my stomach with your strength, I will surely die…”
“Don’t tease me if you don’t want to be like that.”
“Okay, okay. I won’t make fun of you.”

Arlen created a mischievous atmosphere, so Vivian was relieved, and the two of them were talking about a play or a sword in common.

“Your sword is too ignorant.”
“Are you ignorant?”
“Huh. There are no basics, it’s just a swordsmanship wielded by a barbarian. A little unsightly?”
“How is that? If you win, that’s it.”
“…No matter how much it is, if someone called a noble uses such swordsmanship, he will become an object of ridicule.”
“Make fun of me…”
“Yeah, teasing. Even opponents who lost to your swordsmanship will not admit defeat.”
“Is that pretty good? If that’s the case, if I give up after thoroughly beating the opponent…”
“You’re very exemplary in defaming your own honor…”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“I’m being sarcastic… More than that…”

Vivian was about to speak.

Piyuung!

The sound of something shooting up.

And then…

Wooooong!!

“It’s a flame.”
“Yes, it is a fire.”

Before we knew it, we were watching beautiful fireworks launched into the night sky.

The short conversation was overshadowed by the next fireworks bursting through the night sky, and at the same time beautiful flowers bloomed.

“Vivian.”
“Huh…”
“The fireworks are pretty.”
“Yeah… Well…”

Vivian, whose eyes are taken by the flames, responds to Allen’s words by answering them casually.

“Vivian.”
“Why are you calling…”
“It is pretty.”
“Yeah… The fireworks are pretty…”
“No flames. That you are pretty.”
“Uh… Huh? What now…?”

Vivian’s expression changed, her face in flames, and she looked at Allen, doubting her ears.

“Shall we practice dancing?”
“Wait for a sec. Don’t talk back, just say something…”
“I heard that the class that won first place at the academy festival dances in front of the entire school.”

Arlen stood up from the bench and held out her hand, ignoring Vivian’s question.

“Bah, what, what did you just say…?”
“I’ll let you know when you hold my hand. Now, quickly!?”
“Daddy, tell me quickly…! What, what did you say…!?”

Took her hand Apparently Vivian held my hand… In a different way…

Vivian, who got up from the bench as a reaction to the strength I was enduring, suddenly thrusts her fist into my abdomen.

“Ugh… Hey, let’s go to sleep… Cow, son joohom…”

In a completely unexpected blow, Allen tells Vivian to let go, struggling like a dying person.

“So, I heard that if you hold hands, he will tell you…? Until you tell me… I won’t let you go. That’s why you have to speak quickly…!”

Vivian has no intention of letting go of Allen’s hand, telling him to tell him what he said.

“I-I’ll tell you, so-so, so-so-so-so-oh-oh-om kuluk…!”
“Lie…! You won’t tell me if I let go of your hand…”

Vivian firmly refuses Allen’s request.

It’s a big deal…

It was a big deal because it didn’t flow as I thought it would.

I was sitting there anyway, regardless of who passed by, thinking of my affinity for it…

So, at the right time, Vivian appeared and I planned a strategy with the idea that we should definitely attack while attacking…

I was going to say that I was pretty while watching the fireworks, and then I was going to raise my liking with skinship as an excuse to dance…

“I, I will tell you… I will tell you… Su, catch your breath… Lord, don’t clench your fist…”