Episode 18
Translator : Miss Editor : Aru
Although it was just for a short ti, her eyes were shining with the lovely cherry blossom colour that looked very smart. A long, soft pink hair that reaches the waist.
My eyes can’t be wrong after years of being a favourite fan.
It must have been my favourite character, Erica Blothea, who took the pencil case from and ran away with a dazzled face.
‘But why did she run away…..?’
I peeped through the classroom window in the direction where Erica had disappeared.
Erica saw and ran away with a” gasp” sound.
As far as I rember, Erica didn’t react like that when Eelin and Erica first t in the original story.
‘Is she afraid of my left eye.….?’
That’s all I could think of, actually. Sotis people who saw it for the first ti would flinch at my eyes.
Of course, Erica’s reaction is a bit fierce, but I believe it’s understandable.
Then, over the cloudy window on the back door, I saw pink hair sitting quietly in the corner.
‘Found her……!’
Erica, who was seen through the door, was so pretty.
Looking at the pink hair flowing down in the wind, my hands collected tightly like small animals, I scread inwardly and scratched the classroom door like crazy.
‘My favourite is so pretty in person!’
Turned around and shouted silent cheers toward the corridor, several students glanced at .
When I cald down again, I began to appreciate the beautiful heroine over the window.
‘I’d like to talk and be friendly to her……’
But I couldn’t.
Because there will be a ti when Yerine confronts Erica in the future.
Of course, I may be able to have so expectations because my situation and the reaction of Cassius now are very different from the original flow.
But considering what happened earlier, I don’t know why, but Erica seems to be afraid of .
“Oh, my God, why would she…… would Erica not be afraid of if I was possessed by a classmate-like extra.’
If we’re in the sa class, I’ll only see her from afar, but we’re in a different class. It’s pathetic
I can’t even talk to her when she’s right in front of .
“Uh…”
With frustration, I closed my mouth with my hands and made a cry.
anwhile, Erica, who swept her hair with her hands, was so cute.
“Oh, I really want to be close……”
“With whom?”
“gasp.”
Suddenly, I was startled by the voice coming from behind my back and swung my arm and stepped back.
Rachel, with a confused expression, stood where the voice was heard, and she laughed, looking up and down at standing in a strange posture.
“Why are you so surprised?”
“Oh, no, it’s…..”
“Have you got a crush on soone? The prince will make a fuss when he hears it, so be careful.”
“No, it’s not what you think, Rachel.”
Then Rachel put her finger in her mouth and nodded.
“So there’s soone you really want to be friends with, huh?”
“Yes.”
I replied, glancing at her pink hair through a hazy glass window.
Then Rachel ca to my side and looked into the window and said,
“Then try to talk to her. Don’t just stare at her like this.”
“Oh, it’s…”
“I think everyone will like it if you talk to them. Don’t you think o?”
I answered with a tearful look on Rachel’s face as she looked at with confident amber eyes.
“No… I talked to her, I ran into her in the hallway for a while, but……… I think she’s afraid of .”
“What? Why?”
I explained to her what happened in the hallway earlier.
She looked back at with an unknown expression and replied, looking at the inside of the classroom.
“Hmm……is she that girl with pink hair?”
“Oh, that’s right. How did you know?”
As I turned around Rachel in amazent, Rachel said casually.
“Well, because you were looking over there like you were looking at newborn chicks…..”
“……was I that much?”
“It’s all right. Except for the saliva coming out of your mouth, you didn’t look like a stalker.”
Slightly self-deprecated, I shut my mouth quietly, looking at Rachel, who was making a trendous noise with a fine face.
“What’s her na?”
“Erica Blothea.”
In my reply Rachel answered, lowering her magpie feet and stroking her chin with her hand.
“I don’t know her. If I had known her, I would have beco a bridge.….”
Rachel seed genuinely sorry. Seeing the girl who was seriously worried even though it wasn’t her duty, I felt very grateful.
“But why is she afraid of you……I wish I knew that.…”
“Um…. Well, I don’t really–”
But before I could answer Rachel, a strange voice called .
“H, hey…”
Looking back, a student with bobbed hair and a student with a ribbon on her head stood there, mumbling words.
“Ah.”
Co to think of it, I kept blocking the way in front of the classroom door.
Imdiately led Rachel out of the door and stepped out of the way.
“I’m sorry. Now get in.”
The two students, however, did not move with a puzzled look on their faces even though I had stepped aside.
“Oh, no. We’re not in this class. I have nothing to do in this class.”
The bobbed-haired student shook her head and said,
‘Then why…?’
But before long, the question was solved.
Because the student with a ribbon opened her mouth in a trembling voice, as she was stamring.
“Well, I……I’m sorry you’re busy, but…..can I get your autograph, Miss Spade…..?”
At first, I thought I misheard.
But the word “autograph” was so clear that I asked back in a perplexed voice.
“A, autograph?”
Then the two students nodded eagerly.
‘Why do they need my autograph……’
When I was confused with a question mark on my face, a student with bobbed hair suddenly shouted out loud enough to ring in the hallway.
“I’m a fan! I fell in love with you at the last appointnt ceremony!”
“I also thought it was great that you magically extinguished the fire with magic power! You’re so cool…..!”
The more the two students talked about my best performance they thought, the more my face heated up.
I’m grateful and embarrassed to hear this because I’ve co across the eyes of students walking along the street.
“I, I am not that great……. sign an autograph……”
“No! You’re so great! If you’re uncomfortable with signing………”
“Oh, that’s not it. If you have the paper–”
Finally, I signed my autograph to two students who looked at like a chick looking at a mother chicken.
After the autographed student sent back saying thank you, again and again, I felt strange.
“You’re a real popular, Yerine.”
Rachel giggled and tapped on the back.
“I guess so… I didn’t know it was this much.”
“I wish Erica liked you like them.”
said Rachel, glancing inward into the classroom.
“That’s what I’m talking about. Why is she afraid of …..”
I stretched and sighed and lanted.
“Oh, about that. Isn’t it because of the rumour spread in the next class?”
“Rumours? What rumours?”
“Well, you were mad at the prince yesterday.”
I opened my eyes thinly and listened to Rachel’s story over and over again.
You an, that’s what makes Erica scared of ?
“Because your anger was no joke, and not many people could be that angry with the prince……. I guess there’s a rumour going around that you’re scary enough to hold and shake the prince.”
“What? It would be Cassius the one shaking , not the opposite way!”
Rachel nodded quietly and continued her words.
“That’s right. But people don’t know it, so they might have seen it that way. Besides, you–”
“Huh?”
Rachel, who hesitated with her pumpkin-coloured eyes rolling around, gave the answer she hesitated to look straight at.
“When you called the prince at lunch yesterday, you said, ‘Follow to the roof’ with no reason. Isn’t that enough to be misunderstood?”
I grab my head with both hands in despair.
Sohow this fucking prince doesn’t help even in tis like this.
This is the result of my anger at Cassius from the first day, exudes a trendous amount of dark aura.
‘After all, Erica thinks I’m a bully.’
When my thoughts reached that point, I realized that I will never get close to Erica in this life.
“Hahaha…”
“Yerine……you’re not crying, right….?”
Rubbing my warm, I turned back and went back to my class.
‘I’m fine. I’m fine. I am satisfied just by cheering for the heroine to live a happy life.’
incessantly repeating self-justification.
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“I’m not okay…”
When I saw the heroine, I was so happy that I wanted to bow 8th directions, but when I found out that I couldn’t et her, I felt exhausted all day.
‘I’m given this opportunity then taken right away..…’
Of course, the future could have beco better.
If you don’t have anything to do with Erica, it’s more likely that I won’t die in the end.
“But….. Huong….”
As I muttered and tore my head off from the desk, I could hear Ashtra whispering to Rayl.
“Is she all right?”
“I don’t know…”
When I was down too much, I started thinking crazy, and I thought I would rather study.
If I concentrate on anything, I think I can get rid of this feeling of depression.
“Co on, everybody. Please have a seat.”
By 5 p.m., Prof. Frain ca in, and the students went back to their respective places and listened to Prof. Frain’s instructions.
“It’s all over for , and……… I’ll give you one last piece of guidance. Finally, starting tomorrow, we’re going to start the testing.”
The sound brought the runaway spirit back in a flash. As I looked at Professor Frain with a lively eye unlike before, I smiled slightly and the professor continued her words.
“The test will be conducted over three days, and the results of the pre-admission performance test and the results of the test will be combined to make the final division of the actual class.”
‘I’m finally doing it….!’
The first hurdle to be Trump is getting into the top class in the Academy’s practical class.
Unlike the previous test, the division test results are calculated through a magic battle with other students. In other words, it is a test that asures direct combat capability.
“I’ll hand out the match chart now, so please check it out in advance.”
Although the Academy is trying to judge the results as fairly as possible so that the results are not determined by the match only, it is inevitable that I’m concerned about the match.
To be honest, I hoped that I would go against Eugene, but not Casius.
The reason is that I wanted to see Eugene’s abilities, that he show off all the ti, and I could beat him legally.
I wanted to avoid Cassius.
It wasn’t easy to beat him who was extrely strong as he is from a royal family.
When I received a small piece of paper from Prof. Frain with a throbbing heart and checked the contents, I couldn’t help but feel cold.
“What is this…”
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