Love Letter From The Future

2. The Lord is with you (14)

Celine and Seria left after a brief commotion.

The reason for this was unknown until the very end. But Celine just glared at me with a dissatisfied look, and Seria just bit her nails with a cold expression on her face.

Whoops, whoops.

After hearing that creepy sound, I suddenly came to my senses.

The atmosphere was awful. Looking back, I thought I might have made a mistake.

‘I don’t need it’ was an inappropriate expression to write to a person. I couldn’t help but be more embarrassed because it was a word that I would never have used in my usual life.

It must have been influenced by talking with Delphine-senpai.

The attitude of talking as if there is a use for humans, and the dichotomy of dividing the world into useful and useless, was Delphine’s point of view.

It was a statement that was far from my true intentions. So I made a hasty attempt to fix it.

“I think I misunderstood for a second… … .”

“… … You want to go with that bitch?”

However, the part where Celine and Seria were plugged seemed to be at a completely different point. When I sent a questioning glance, Celine asked again with her eyebrows slightly narrowed.

“Delphine, you said you were going with that bitch.”

Ah, only then did I understand Celine’s intentions and nodded my head.

It was undeniably true. Wasn’t he just making a deal right before meeting Celine and Seria? A flat voice came out of my mouth.

“Yeah, I plan to.”

“… … I am against it!”

Celine’s reaction was more negative than expected. She shouted that in a determined tone, then gave me an ardent gaze.

It was a burning gaze. Biting her lip, she began persuading me.

“Don’t you remember that woman attacked Ian’s brother?! It’s a shame that I beat it then, otherwise I would have been stabbed in the back and couldn’t have won the hunting festival!”

“Ah, why would a person so obsessed with victory bother his allies?”

“Yeah, but… … .”

As if unable to find words to respond to my plain objection, Celine’s tawny eyes swayed back and forth. Lost on where to go, her gaze turned to Seria.

It seemed to be asking for help. However, Seria was already looking down at the ground, biting her nails with her pupils that had lost light.

Only an incomprehensible mumble came out of her mouth.

“Don’t be taken away, don’t be taken away, don’t be taken away… … .”

Celine patted her chest as if she was frustrated. The sound was not loud, but it was a gesture that felt like a soft cushion. She opened her mouth again.

“Yeah, yes! Come to think of it, Ian said he even saw that bitch naked! But you’re going to go out with me for two weeks?”

At that, I was silent. Yes, I did see Delphine-senpai naked. Wasn’t that why he gave her the honorable title of ‘Lady of Light Pink’?

But that was not a reason not to be with Delphine.

Because I showed my naked body, I didn’t know if Delphine started a match when he saw me. But now, when she saw me, she trembled because of a different kind of emotion.

My head tilted. Suddenly, a strange voice escaped from between her parted lips.

“… … Why?”

“Ah-oh!”

Celine couldn’t stand the frustration again. Her hand patted my chest one after another. Even so, the sound did not resonate properly due to the soft flesh.

Apparently, she made up her mind to bring in her allies. After completing strategic calculations, Celine’s tawny eyes turned to Seria again.

Her hand grabbed Seria’s collar and shook it. Celine’s eyes were unstoppable.

“Hey, hey! loser! Say something too, Ian brother is trying to play with your sister right now?”

Seria seemed to have come to her senses a little.

Her gaze slowly lifted. Her aquamarine eyes, which always shone with a clear light like a lake, took on a dark color resembling the deep sea.

Then, she rushed to me, and right after that, Seria grabbed me by the collar.

My eyes were momentarily stained with bewilderment. Seria’s eyes looking up at me were so bleak that I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

“Senior Ian… … .”

It was a chilling voice. Just the sound of those words reaching my ears felt like my body temperature dropped several degrees. A chill that pierces the bones.

Still, the shadows in Seria’s eyes had disappeared. The girl’s soggy voice covered her eardrums with goo.

“… … never, never take it away Because it is the only one for me.”

Those were the last words.

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Just like when she grabbed my collar, Seria suddenly relaxed her grip on my collar. Then he turned around and started walking.

It was Celine who was taken aback by that unhesitating action. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked back and forth between me and Seria.

But the atmosphere had long since passed. As if there was nothing she could do about it, Celine stamped her feet and followed Seria.

“Hey, hey! Sarah, where are you going? Oh, really!”

She glared at me until the moment she left. Seeing those resentful eyes, I could only shrug my shoulders. I meant what was the problem.

Celine responded with a snort and a laugh. It meant looking forward to it.

In the end, the encounter with the two women ended without knowing why Celine and Seria were angry until the end.

After standing still for a moment, I let out a deep sigh and started walking again.

I was sick of being bullied by women lately. But what can I do, human relations in the academy were originally this complicated.

If it didn’t work out, we would have to have another honest conversation. Because I had reconciled with Celine like that before.

While unconsciously fiddling with the hatchet on my waist, I headed for the alchemy department’s lecture building.

Emma was staying there.

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Room 506 in the Faculty of Alchemy Lecture Building, a place I had visited before.

It was Emma’s lab. In the 3rd year, which is classified as ‘senior grade’ in the academy, students from faculties that needed a workshop, such as the Faculty of Magic or the Faculty of Alchemy, would be assigned their own lab one by one.

So was Leto, so was Emma.

As if to prove this, in front of the door of Room 506, there was a nameplate that read ‘Emma’ in antique letters. It must have been a sign installed by the Ministry of Education.

It’s already been a week since Emma was discharged. I don’t know what happened in the meantime, but I thought I might have been immersed in organizing the workshop that I had neglected for a long time.

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Just like most wizards have an eccentric side, alchemists only had one obsession, with only a difference.

Dyslexia was that. Because of the work that required such precise coordination, even a small amount of dust could cause a catastrophe on the day it entered the reagent.

Emma was no exception. According to my recollection, she also had mysophobia.

It was not severe, and it was a temperament that appeared mainly limited to the laboratory table or the reagent storage box. But even that alone made it clear to my eyes how Emma would react when she entered my workshop.

His face turned pale, so he must have started cleaning right away. He must have been busy for several days brushing off the dust that had accumulated over the month.

A week has passed though. It was around the time that I had finished the cleaning and was engrossed in the overdue research.

It wouldn’t be difficult to give yourself a little time. I knocked on the door of Emma’s workshop with such a light heart.

Knock, as soon as the sound echoed, a clear answer came back.

“Yes, wait a minute~”

His voice was a bit stretched, probably because he had suffered a lot. A voice was heard from the other side of the door, and soon the door opened slightly, revealing the face of a lovely girl.

It was a messy look, probably because he had stayed up all night. Her gestures of yawning with her mouth covered showed an indescribable fatigue.

Emma’s eyes, which had been closed from yawning, opened slightly. At the same time, my eyes met hers.

and ice as it is.

Emma’s eyes widened. Her rigidity was sudden, as if it would break if touched. I couldn’t figure out why, so I raised my hand with an awkward smile.

“… … Hello, Emma.”

Bang, and the door closed.

A crackling noise rang out. Hearing that made me realize how flustered Emma was. A woman’s small voice leaked through the door.

“Uh, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do… … !”

I decided to wait patiently until she calmed down. After a few minutes with arms crossed, the studio door finally opened again.

When Emma reappeared, she looked completely different from before.

Her reddish hair was glossy, and her face was already covered with light makeup. Even the clothes were neat.

It was as if the image of Emma he had seen before was an optical illusion. While I was looking bewildered, Emma smiled at me first.

“Oh my, it’s Ian… Come on, what’s going on?”

I was silent for a while. I didn’t know what to say.

So, first of all, I decided to express my apology.

“I-I’m sorry I surprised you earlier… … .”

“… … What are you talking about?”

But my words didn’t even come to an end. It was because Emma had stopped me from speaking before, with a smile on her face.

“I’m seeing Ian for the first time today?”

“But even before that, it was clear… … .”

“no.”

I tried to ask a strange question, but Emma’s attitude was extremely strong. The smile was erased from her face.

And one more word.

“No.”

“… … That, yes.”

Seeing no need to confront Emma’s opinion any longer, I lowered my hand in agreement. Only then did a satisfied smile return to Emma’s face.

“Nice to meet you, Ian! I missed you so much… . Would you like to come in first?”

At the same time, Emma opened the studio door wide and welcomed me. Her studio was neatly organized, as always. It was a room worthy of her meticulous temperament.

Of course, the blanket left on the sofa testified to the fact that this was her quarters last night, but I deliberately ignored it.

It was a hunch. The judgment that it would not help if I had to say it crossed my mind. I don’t know why, but as a prosecutor, I tend to trust my intuition quite a bit.

Like it or not, Emma seemed very pleased with me. She approached the potion stand in the workshop and took out a potion.

Her hand reached out to me. It was the hand holding the potion. The intention seemed clear.

“Come on, Ian! How soon are you going to be dispatched for practice? So I prepared just in case.”

A gray liquid was dripping inside the elongated bottle.

It was a familiar potion. It was the potion I received as a gift when I visited Emma’s workshop for the first time, and it was a potion I was once indebted to.

It was a potion that concealed its presence. It had the downside of slowing down the movement a bit, but more than that, it was an item that was effective in melee.

I decided to accept it with gratitude. A bitter smile formed on my lips.

“Thank you, I will write well.”

After receiving my thanks, Emma put on a proud face. She headed back to the potion stand.

Her hands began to draw out the potions one by one.

“And it has the effect of enhancing natural healing power, and when you throw it, it flashes! Also, this has a smell that beasts don’t like, and this potion smells like beasts! And again, again… … .”

At first, I watched Emma with a smile, but as time passed, my expression slowly hardened. It was unavoidable.

At first, there were only a few potions, but before I knew it, there were dozens.

Now I don’t even know the right amount. It was just that various potions were piling up like a shallow hill.

Emma, who held such a beautiful potion in her arms, said to me with a smile on her face.

“It’s a bit lacking, but it should be enough to use right away!”

I couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

No, it’s just too many anyways.

I didn’t know it until now, but Emma seemed to be quite a devoted character.