Chapter 335 – Finding a Solution

The Faculty of Knights and the Faculty of Swordsmanship at Lofty Academy.

In order for the trio, who were divided into two departments, to take the same classes, they had to inevitably sacrifice someone’s tastes.

In addition to the practical classes that you must attend, there will be classes that everyone wants.

We equally selected the classes we wanted to take one by one and filled out our timetables.

The first class today is a liberal arts class on art chosen by Ricke.

“Art is an expressive creative activity. In fact, because the standards are ambiguous, it can be controversial in many ways.”

Chloe wasn’t completely ignorant in terms of culture, so I enjoyed listening to it.

I prefer Seria among lectures that deal with theory because the book is not only full of text but also has a lot of pictures.

“- So! When asked what art is, cadets, you must keep in mind that specifying it is a foolish act!”

It’s not just about making progress by reading textbooks.

I really feel that the instructor in charge is sincere about the entire field of art.

Dark makeup and flashy outfits that you don’t even know how to wear.

Rike opened his mouth when he saw the instructor moving as if he was dancing and giving a long speech about art.

“You’re obsessed.”

“You have great energy.”

“Hmm… Are you not going to go to Jindo today?”

I haven’t even gotten past the table of contents in the book yet, and more than half of the class time has passed.

Only then can anxiety arise that reinforcement may occur in the future.

“I wish there were no reinforcements, right?”

“···Mmm.”

Chloe turned her blue eyes towards Ceria.

I saw the side profile of a girl blankly looking at a book.

“Seria?”

“···.”

Through her downward red hair.

Eyes filled with green light are looking at the type listed in the book.

Well, I literally just keep my eyes on the book.

Purple and blue colors staring at me from the side.

I didn’t notice the two pairs of gazes at all.

Ever since I came back from doing something deviant last night.

The girl couldn’t sleep at all.

Seria, lost in her own world, cannot shake off the dazed feeling and thinks about it again.

If the.

Very if.

This is really a story based on what if.

‘I buy, buy, buy, buy, adventurer…?!’

It was a picture that could not easily be imagined.

So much so that my thoughts stop before I even put a period to it.

‘Where? How? Why? I?’

Was the human heart so treacherous?

You shouldn’t shake like this.

Doesn’t her resolve to repay her sister’s noble feelings seem too light?

‘Me, the bad thing…! You have to find your weaknesses and let go of your affection…!’

My mind, which is tilted to one side, is being pushed to one side even when I breathe or blink my eyes.

You must control the weight of your heart by pouring out your emotions in a negative direction.

Roman’s shortcomings that make him feel horrified.

What could it be?

Are you as stubborn and patriarchal as the authority you have? This is not it.

Some of the academy cadets who walk around with their parents’ backs on their heads are the real deal.

Are your actions as rough as you have lived as an adventurer? Neither is this.

He is incredibly kind and gentle to his people.

It is said that it is important to maintain peace at home to shake off as much of the exhaustion or frustration that occurred outside as possible without bringing it into the mansion.

The day I briefly mentioned is still vivid.

Is drunkenness severe, which is considered a chronic problem? Probably not.

Although I have never seen her drunk properly, she shows restraint when drinking with her sisters.

Are you crazy about women? I do not know.

It seems true that he likes women as much as the rumors say…

Considering the location, it’s natural.

There are no people in the mansion who are discriminated against or looked down upon, and there are no women who feel like they are simply concubines.

To put it bluntly, didn’t he feel lucky that his friends and sister were there?

Roman’s mansion is a truly alien space.

The more I think about it.

The scale is tilting.

Emotions live in one’s heart, but at important moments they get out of hand and act as they please.

“Profit···!!”

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Before the scale in my head tips without an answer.

The girl hit her head on her desk, breaking it.

“S-Seria?!”

“Haa… It’s all messed up.”

As all eyes gathered in the classroom, Rike sighed deeply.

“There! What are you doing during a sacred lecture!”

The instructor, who was explaining art while spitting, turned his eyes to Seria.

“This cadet wasn’t feeling well today… So I tried to get him to attend because he wanted to listen to the instructor’s lecture, but it seems like he had a hard time holding it in.”

Rike quietly recited the sentence.

The corners of the instructor’s mouth twitched, and she nodded as if she understood.

“Hmm! I deeply sympathize with the desire to listen to Mokolin Shevitt’s famous lecture, but it is not good to overdo it. Considering the cadet’s passion for learning, there will be no disadvantages to attendance, so if you are tired, please go to rest! I will allow it!”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“Go, thank you!”

When Ricke and Chloe expressed their gratitude, the instructor handed them a cup of tea.

I looked at her hand mirror, adjusted the color of her lips, and then clapped my hands to attract attention.

Match! Match!

“Concentrate! Concentrate! I will continue the lecture.”

I felt like I was completely disconnected from the world.

Only Seria doesn’t know what happened just now.

The girl is still struggling with her unique concentration. The two watch their friend.

“Ugh…”

Ceria felt a pounding headache in her head.

It wasn’t a physical problem that caused her to be slammed into the desk.

Isn’t this a problem that has no answer to begin with?

This method was in vain because the more you tried to find the shortcomings, the more you emphasized the positives.

‘My sister and I have different tastes!’

Just looking at little things like food and drink preferences, they would have been completely different.

She never felt strange that her sisters and Dritna were in love with a man.

Her sisters have similar tastes in men.

But now I see it.

Not surprisingly, it was a category she included herself in.

“Driving me crazy···.”

“Yes?”

The tightness that had built up to the end of her throat unconsciously flowed out between her lips.

Chloe’s head moved reflexively.

“Let’s leave it alone and don’t touch it.”

“···.”

“Don’t worry too much. Ceria will do well.”

“Yes···!”

Chloe knows that Ricke’s words are not just a reassurance.

Even without prompting, once their thoughts are completely organized, Ceria will open up to them.

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After the academy, cadets poured out.

The three people were coming out through a gap where the crowd had decreased and there was more space.

Ceria’s steps stopped at the entrance.

Rike and Chloe looking back.

It was the same picture as the moment she had insisted on sleeping in the dormitory not long ago.

“I’m going to sleep over at my sister’s house today.”

The destination changed from the dormitory to Lily’s house.

Seria’s expression, as complex as that day, feels like a reenactment of her past.

“Lily your sister is at her mansion. When did she make her promise?”

“I didn’t tell you. Can’t you two tell your sister?”

“Okay.”

When Rike asked if it would be okay to tell him, Seria rubbed her hands together and thought about it.

If there was a table, she would have made a hole with her fingers.

Now she must have felt Chloe looking at Ceria.

To Ricke, the ups and downs felt more vivid.

“…Just tell me that you two want to eat together after a long time.”

“See you tomorrow. Eat something delicious with me.”

“See you tomorrow!”

Without further inquiry.

I was grateful for the two people who calmly agreed and left.

“Take care, you two! See you tomorrow!”

These days, as I sleep in Chloe’s arms, I wonder if her deep emotions have come to me.

Seria, filled with tears of gratitude, raised her hand and waved it.

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‘Is there anything to eat at your house?’

A question first crossed Seria’s mind as she headed to Lily’s house.

Recently, I’ve been staying at the mansion, and I only stopped by the house occasionally to pick up clothes or daily necessities.

It was almost like a warehouse.

She arrives first and wonders if she should buy something herself.

She thought for a moment and then moved her legs.

“Haa…! Really…”

Is eating actually important?

I don’t think I can finish my food before the conversation is over.

How should I tell today’s story? How will your sister react?

Scary.

To be honest, I wanted to run away.

Still, it shouldn’t be like that.

‘It’s better to sell first…’

If she says she’s comfortable and disappears without a word, she might find her sister fainting from worry about her.

And you can’t keep this crazy attitude forever.

She had to come up with a solution somehow.

I believe that the starting point comes from a conversation with her older sister.

Takkak. Takkak.

The sole of the loafer made a cool sound that was different from the girl’s cramped insides.

I’m struggling with concerns that I can’t find answers to on my own.

While walking.

“Ceria Electra.”

“···?!”

A voice that should not be heard in the capital.

As she walked down her alley, Seria’s face turned around in astonishment.