Clara was unsure of her life motive for so days now.
Although she liked potion researching and teaching the students about it, her main motive for coming to Starfall Academy was to search for the person who saved her.
Call her a little girl living in a dream but she wanted to thank the Mister who ca into her life like a gale and disappeared without warning.
Her primary motive to find him turned out successful as she sohow stumbled upon the person who held her magical pouch. And his voice was familiar as well.
Clara was enthralled by the discovery and for the next few days she began to do sothing that she wouldn't have thought of doing in her rational mind.
She beca a child.
Following Kyle everywhere and trying to talk to him whenever he is alone. Trying to not get caught by his mistress and sneaking behind Alatia's back to chat with Kyle at every mont of opportunity.
It was like a child's fantasy becoming true. She felt delighted and excited.
She recalled each word she talked to Kyle around the day once she laid on the bed at night. And with a shy smile, she wondered what she might talk to him the next ti they t.
The excitent, the anticipation, the thrill she felt every ti she ca across him was inexplicable.
This was her first. Feeling so many emotions was new to her.
However, since she was looking at the situation only from her perspective she beca delusional that Kyle was also excited to et her.
She failed to notice the frown that marred his face every ti she tried to approach him....the displeasure in his voice and the repulsion in his eyes which Clara noticed but chose to ignore.
She knew Kyle and Alatia had a far greater connection than just of a master and servant but she thought, if she tried to pursue him Kyle would give her so attention as well.
She was....delusional. Kyle didn't see her the way he looked at Alatia. Far from it.
He didn't like her. Well, Clara knew she wasn't beautiful to begin with and she was older than him so it was understandable.
However, there was hope in her heart that Kyle might not reject her. Or was it just a shallow belief?
Clara doesn't know. She doesn't know anything.
'Ahh~is this what people call getting rejected by your crush?' Propping her chin on her palm she looked out of the window towards the clouds as a sigh seeped through her lips.
"Professor Clara? Is everything alright?"
"Hmm? Yeah!" She answered the Professor nearby imdiately in her usual vigour
She nearly forgot that there were other teachers in the staff room as well.
The one who asked Clara about her well-being was the Professor of Micro Biology who generally teaches the third year. Her na is Ruby, and just like Clara she also cos from a commoner's background.
"You look distracted these days a lot...is there sothing that is troubling you?" The black-haired Professor nudged Clara with her shoulder before asking in a teasing tone, "Is this love trouble I am sensing?"
*Click*
Suddenly Ruby and Clara, along with several other staff mbers turned to look at the source of that snapping sound.
The bespectacled Professor dropped the pen from his hand which had snapped in two, before he said, "I apologize. I think I put a little too much pressure on it."
Nobody said anything about that and Ceaser took out another pen before continuing his work.
Ruby shivered slightly as she whispered to Clara, "Don't you think Professor Ceaser behaves a little strangely?"
Clara wanted to agree but considering their words might be heard by the person himself, she just shrugged.
Never could she have expected that her nonchalance toward her surroundings would beco such a grave mistake.
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After Logan fell into battle, he was taken to the infirmary. He has received a concussion but that doesn't violate the rules, so Alatia wasn't punished.
The rest of the spars continued normally and never a student was as brutally thrashed as Logan in the ring.
After leaving the gymnasium, Alatia and Kyle were returning to the dorm, since the afternoon classes were off and the students were allowed to rest in their rooms.
Alatia had to return to the council office in a few hours but until then, she decided to take a break.
"You clearly took revenge..." Those words didn't affect Alatia's movents as she retained her composure and responded to her butler,
"Yes, you are right. But I never knew he was so frail to fall in one hit. If I had known, I would have prolonged the battle a little longer."
Those words made Kyle troubled slightly and a sense of elation was born within.
There was no doubt that Alatia took revenge for that incident that occurred so days ago outside of the council office. However, considering that the blood lust she perated towards the Protagonist made Kyle feel, a little complicated.
"You could have been disqualified."
"Doesn't matter. I would gain several points by doing council work." Her answer was straightforward and contained no hesitation.
From the start, she was prepared for everything.
As they were about to reach the dorm, Kyle asked her, "Have you thought of how you would co-operate with your group mbers?"
"I won't be a part of one."
Kyle raised his brows in shock, "You know that's impossible right? Everyone has to be in a group to participate in the school activities."
Hearing his words, Alatia smirked and vaguely responded, "Don't worry about it. I know what I am doing."
*******
After they shared lunch and Alatia slept for an hour, they returned to the school building.
Alatia was in her training period that's why she couldn't slack off, even on days of weekends. However, since they have to return to the Capital this weekend, she has decided to ask for leave today.
As they reached the council office, Alatia turned to look at him and said, "It's highly unlikely that he would wake up today but if that half-crack attacks you again, don't hold back."
The 'half-crack' here was Logan. Kyle couldn't help but chuckle hearing those words before he slowly nodded, "Okay, now go."
Kyle was about to open the door for Alatia, when suddenly he felt her lips on his cheek for a mont, and the next mont, she disappeared from sight.
Kyle cupped his cheek with a stupid look on his face as he wondered how his lady gained such daring.
'Seriously...'
But soon he wiped off the smirk and stood outside the council office with a solemn face—
—only to frown soon after as he felt the potion bag in his pocket, suddenly trembling.
'Hmm?' Kyle took out the pouch which Clara gave him and found the brown small pouch was beating strongly like a heart.
'Wait....doesn't this an....'
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A/N:- This ans that the chapter ends here. Drop a comnt if you liked the chapter.
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