Chapter 88 – 52. The Festival Awaits.

“Did you enjoy it?”
[What is fun? The race that treats me like that is the continent, no. There will be only you in the whole world]
“You asked for more, what are you ashamed of? How can I do it one more time?”
[Noisy. Anyway, today is the end, the end]

Clos Cerro, who changed into a black dress, cutely refuses by crossing her fingers.

“Please roll harder tomorrow.”
[Ohh? Is the guy who always joked around coming out seriously now?]
“Just. I want to become stronger.”
[If you say you want to be strong, don’t ask anymore. Instead, just know that rigorous training awaits]
“Great. Then, let’s have a meal. I am hungry.”
[…Rice? What nonsense are you talking about…? Can you ever be hungry in the unconscious world?]
“Is there a reason you’re not hungry when you feel pain? Please come quickly.”
[Now… I want you to cook for me, did you mean this?]
“Yes. I’m not even the landlord here, so would you use it if I went in and out of the kitchen? I like meat dishes, so please prepare them quickly. Ayu~ I’m hungry~”

It was embarrassing.

His disciple and human boy, who only knew he would return soon, now even the powerful people of the continent will stick out their tongues, and even the so-called hero will tremble and run away in front of me…

‘This guy… He’s not bold, isn’t he just rude…?’
“Now those eyes. Don’t you think I’m a very rude guy?”
[…Did you learn mind reading? That’s correct. Did you mean to serve dishes to the principal even though you knew that?]
“Yes. I’m hungry, so come quickly.”
[Isn’t the relationship strange? I am your teacher. You are my disciple. Originally…]
“Then I will prepare. Is the kitchen over there?”
[Uh… Yes. There it is. But… Do you know how to cook? Isn’t that a little too much for a well-grown noble child to do?]
“Isn’t it the rule of the country for a teacher to trust his student? Just sit right! If you wait, the dish will come out, so don’t worry.”

Allen hums a song while forcing Clos Cero, who looks like a little girl, to sit on a chair and heads toward the kitchen.

[I’m anxious… Something’s wrong, I’m very uneasy…]

****

[I ate well. It’s a pretty useful skill.]
“The plate is too clean to be praised for being useful.”
[If a disciple leaves a dish for his master, it will be bitter, hmmmm…!]
“I see… Next time, even if you put a failed dish on the table, you’ll never leave it behind, right?”
[This guy! Are you kidding me!]

Clos Cerro is easily aroused by Allen’s joke that he does not leave any of his failed dishes.

“It’s a joke, a joke. Would I serve Master a tasteless, failed dish?”
[Of course it should. By the way. Any more dishes…? I’m strangely hungry… Uh, what kind of eyes were those?]
“No. Can you ever be hungry in the unconscious world? When the person who said that asked for more rice, it was amazing, amazing.”

Bang!

Cracking sound.

Clos Cerro hit the marble table lightly with his little fist and it cracked.

‘Are you mad…?’

[It’s like a goyan. Are you making fun of me?]

As Allen said what he had said, Clos Sero screamed loudly to cover up the situation, perhaps because he was ashamed.

[Such a nasty thing…! What the hell do you think I am!]
“Gee, calm down. I’m off topic. In order to prevent this from happening next time, I will gladly accept the guilt of mocking Master, and I will not cook from now on.”
[That, not to that extent…! Me in moderation! It means to do it in moderation.]
“No. How could an ugly disciple who insulted his master…”
[Done! Forgiving an ignorant disciple is also a teacher’s…! What are you laughing at? Bo, was the principal’s words ridiculous?]
“Could that be? I’ll make something delicious for you next time, so I’ll leave the bulcho disciple for now.”
[That, and make your body grow even more! Grow it until the mana inside your body is insufficient!]
“All right. See you next time.”
[That, yes…! Go in carefully, and be sure to stop by tomorrow! Do you understand?]
“Whose name do you dare?”

So Allen laughs inwardly and closes her eyes.

****

‘He’s a cute gentleman.’

After waking up from unconsciousness, Allen smiled slightly as he recalled the image of Clos Cerro spitting out lame excuses a moment ago.

‘Is it night already? I’m hungry…’

I ate rice in the unconscious world, but I was unconscious to the last.

As if the money she had earned in her dreams couldn’t be brought back in reality, Allen’s stomach rumbled for a quick meal.

‘No. Isn’t it already dawn, not night? Has it been that long?’

Outside view through the window.

The bright sun was slowly rising, dispelling the starry night sky.

‘…Good. Shall we go out?’

Allen putting on his school uniform while watching the sun rise very slowly.

“Are you grown up? My shoulders, and my pants have gotten shorter.”

The tight-fitting Mai and the short-legged school uniform were more surprising than uncomfortable.

‘No matter how fast he grows up?’

Taking off the shortened school uniform, Allen puts on the gym uniform he wears when taking swordsmanship lessons.

‘This is just right. I think I set it a little too big. Is it a bit bigger thanks to Clos Cero’s training? No, even so, that doesn’t make sense…?’

A moment of surprise. Allen felt her wonder before he had time to rejoice at her own growth.

Her growth wasn’t rapid, but it was strange that her school uniform didn’t fit her already, that her loose gym clothes fit her body.

‘…I’ll have to ask Clos Sero. Let’s get out.’

Allen walks out of the dormitory with his school uniform on hangers.

Then she walked down the hallway and down the stairs to the playground.

“The morning air is nice. But haven’t you come yet?”

Arlen came out to the playground, absorbed in the early morning air, and looked around for Vivian, who hadn’t come out yet.

‘I was going to have a good impression, but I can’t help it if it doesn’t come out.’

Allen, who had warmed up her body with her light stretching, lightly raised her mana and started running on her playground.

‘If I run with mana wrapped around me like this, I’ll become proficient in handling mana.’

Light breathing.

Allen continued to run until he hit the limit, pumping up the mana around her body with each lap of her field.

Of course, it’s really easy to exercise with her mana wrapped around her. However, she couldn’t keep it for long.

Even in the forest of elves, Allen made an explosive move to retrieve her colette with mana wrapped around her body.

‘At that time, it was only about 15 minutes… Oh, that’s tough…’

Allen’s legs, which raised mana, gradually became faster, and at the same time, sweat like a waterfall was sticky all over her body.

“Whoa… Next time I’ll bring a bucket of water, I’m going to die of thirst.”

Allen sat on the bench gasping for breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

“Huh… I ran a few laps… I can’t remember.”

Looking at the field he played in, Allen opened the zipper of his gym clothes to cool off, but perhaps it wasn’t completely gone yet, so he completely took off his gym clothes and left them on the bench, flapping his sweaty T-shirt.

Wanting to quickly wash off the steamy sweat that clung to her body, Allen got up from the bench and was on his way to the shower.

“Hey, come out soon.”

Her wooden sword at her waist and her bluish-white hair tied in a beautiful tie caught her eye as she went to practice alone.

It would be better for her to approach for the purpose of attack, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t like approaching too late.

‘If I go, it’s clear that I’ll click my tongue. It would be better not to rush forward.’

Allen picks up her sweaty gym clothes and heads for her shower.

‘Now I just have to get used to it. See you at the festival, Vivian.’