Swordsmanship Tournant: Part 1
St. Noel Academy holds swordsmanship competitions twice in a year. Once in sumr and again in winter. As a general rule, this tournant requires all male students to participate. Thus it was a big event and was a greatly attended every year.
“It’s so lively, Mia-sama.”
“That’s right. It seems that the whole city has moved to the school.”
There are three special arenas in the large school playground, and many stores are lined up around them.
St. Noel Academy is a school for the children of the aristocrats, and normally the general public cannot enter it easily. But this day was special. The rchants who passed Rafina’s rigorous screening expanded their stalls everywhere, and all around the school there was a festive atmosphere.
I rember… I rember in my previous tiline, I went around the stores all on my own.
Mia on the previous tiline wanted to go around the stalls with Sion. She had never imagined that she would be refused. And at that ti, she had already refused the invitation of the people close to her. As a result, she ate the prepared lunch box on her own and she visited the different stalls alone. She was all alone when everyone else where all festive around her.
Painful… that mory was so painful.
She was so angry that she could not bear the sight of her friends having fun. She spent the whole day glaring and scowling at everyone. This started a rumor that Mia hated the swordsmanship tournant. After that and for the years to co, everybody avoided inviting her for the swordsmanship tournant.
“Oh, wow! Princess Mia, that looks delicious.”
“It certainly does look delicious, Anne. May I ask you to buy three; one for , you, and Chloe?”
“Yes, I understand!”
Anne sprinted away and soon returned with food in a small paper box.
There was a cheap sweet sll coming from the box. There was a red strip-like food on top of everything inside the box. Mia picked it up with her fingers and tossed it onto her mouth in one go. The instant it touched her tongue, she felt her nose growing hot. Just after that, a small tear ran down her cheek. It was then that Mia noticed.
Oh, I see. This must be it. I have been moved to tears.
She thought of Anne and Chloe… she thought of how wonderful it was to be able to visit the different stalls with two friends. Compared to her previous tiline, she thought she was in a bliss.
I am probably very happy right now… Too happy to the point that I am crying… These are tears of happiness.
“Mia-sama! That thing!”
Chloe was flailing her hands.
“Hahe?”
“That is a crimson pepper that you just ate. It is very spicy! Spit it out! Quickly!”
“Huh? Aaahhh… It’s spicy! Spicy! My tongue… my nose… it’s on fire!!!”
The spiciness of the crimson pepper caused tears from her now swollen eyes and the tip of her nose to turn bright red.
“Water, water. We need water. Soone bring so…”
“Here, drink this.”
A bottle suddenly was held out before her. She imdiately received it and gulped it all at once. The refreshing, citrus flavor spreads in her mouth, and the spiciness of the pepper disappears ….
“Oh … I was saved. Thank you so much.”
She rubbed her tears and looked up to the owner of the bottle that saved her…
“You are welco. I am glad to be of help.”
“Oh, Prince Abel!”
The owner of the bottle was no other than Prince Abel who was clad in a knight’s armor for the mock battle. The appearance of Abel wearing a knight costu with light leather breastplates and elbow pads made him look so dignified, and Mia cannot help but…
No, no, no. I can’t let my heart flutter. I am better than this.
…try her best to stop herself from swooning.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Was this sothing you were going to drink during the match?”
Mia asked while looking at the water bottle in her hand.
“I’ll Imdiately buy you a replacent …”
“It doesn’t matter. I still have more than half left.”
With that said, Abel received the water bottle from Mia. Then he tied it to his waist. Noticing this…
My, my! Is Prince Abel going to drink from that water bottle as it is? But I just drank from it… and if he drinks from it? Then… then…
Because of the way that her logic runs, Mia’s head turns white. Her mind went blanked. Her senses were overwheld.
Abel, for his part, did not seem to mind. In the first place, Abel is a 12-year-old boy who is not very familiar with the intricacies of the relationship between n and won
Furthermore, because it is before the match, his head has no room for delusions like Mia.
Isn’t this an indirect kiss!??
Mia, on the other hand, was having a minor ltdown.
“What’s wrong Princess Mia? Sohow your face …”
“No, no, no. There is nothing wrong!”
When she raised her face, Abel’s worried face was unexpectedly just inches close to her…
“………… Ah!”
Mia took a breath.
“Are you sure? Do you have a fever?”
“I…I… I’m okay, no problem. Prince Abel, who is your opponent in the first match …”
Mia hurriedly tried to change the topic. But another voice blocked Abel before he could answer.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t her Highness Princess Mia?”
Standing there was the first prince of the Kingdom of Remno, a boy who was verbally slapped by Mia before.
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