Seirei no Moribito

(Huh... my ridiculous idiot!... I wonder why I'm always like this...)

The next day Emilia was full of melancholy.

The cause is obvious, the words of yesterday's Eña and Eña, and not realizing them, I feel impeccable, I really hate myself and fit into negative thoughts.

I wanted to ask the words of Eña and Eña - "Commissioner of Wind Discipline”.

Why didn't you notice the discomfort and contradiction in this sentence?

Emilia was more intrigued by the laws of "contribution" than by the words of "Commissioner Kazaki”, and she was completely out of her mind as to what the hell it meant to represent. Sometimes Lynn didn't dare deny it either, and I remembered after the topic completely quenched the fire.

Now, if you recall, you can also see why Rose, who was there, was making a profound statement. Most importantly, Rose, an ambitious man after the tiger's eyes and the chairman's seat, won't say anything about “Commissioner Kazaki” trying to come up with a topic. Ning Ro, if she is constantly blinding herself to scratching her sleeping neck, she will even let what happened then be used as a weapon. That's a girl named Rose Marie.

As a result, no one denied it, which made it unfavourable for Lynn. That, too, is a terrible little, big mistake that could have been easily dispelled with just one word.

I can't help but be angry with myself like that and feel miserable.

I just want to be beside Lynn. It's more painful than anything for Emilia to have her days with Lynn taken away after all she's done.

"Irene" is probably "Commissioner Wind Discipline”. Then it's not weird when someone kills you and you lose your life, no matter when you're thrown away.

And what if the cause of his loss of life was on him?

Just thinking about it makes my chest bitter so it can be tightened.

Both Lynn stopped laughing and created such an environment because of Emilia's unilateral push for disgust and hatred. I have that awareness right.

The truth is, Emilia may not deserve to be next to Lynn. Ning Ro, Emilia may be an abomination to him.

Still, Emilia wants to remain Lynn's ally until the end.

Until the last time, I want to be next to Lynn.

So Emilia doesn't make weak noises or anything. If I put it out in my mouth, that becomes reality. So I never put it on the table.

Just laugh, I'm next to Lynn. With Emilia laughing, I want to reduce the burden on Lynn a little bit.

I don't know what he's thinking. But if he decides, Emilia will support it.

No evil path will stand in the way. That, even if it turns the world against its enemies, Emilia will remain on his side until the end.

But sometimes I want to cry because I lose my sadness. At that time, I cry quietly by myself. Cry, cry all over, wither away your tears, then return to Emilia, which is bright and energetic weather as usual.

I don't throw up weak noises. I don't even show tears. Because that doesn't sound like Emilia.

If you want to be next to Lynn, you have to laugh all the time. That's Emilia's decision.

So I really have to be laughing, but only today was a little different.

The reason is the terrible, but greatly serious, love troubles.

Emilia finished her several glitches today, and gazed at the instructor standing on the stage with a clear, dissatisfied face.

Victoria Cornell, Dedicated Teacher and Magic Specialist, "King's Capital First Educator Gate High Department".

There's no place out there, there's no place out there that hasn't, the slender, nice-buddy owner that everyone in the girls students envy. Ponytailed with silky smooth, shiny blonde hair, his favorite weapon is a whip and a cold-blooded instructor as if he were in a novel.

Instructor Cornell, who explains in black whips what is important, has a soft tone that doesn't fit his personality at all, creating a gap and is popular among students, both male and female.

But Emilia had a hateful part of Instructor Cornell.

Unaccommodating, somewhat hard-headed and dull in love.

Because, in fact, today, a simulated battle of the class to which Lynn belongs will take place on the training ground.

To go see it, Emilia left the dorm behind in an easy-to-understand, altruistic manner, but this Cornell instructor, who now stands on the stage in front of her, forced her to pull her into the classroom. As a convenience, “field trips to improve strength” did not work. Ning Ro, 'Your purpose is Chairman Eileen, isn't it?' It was a forcible take in one word.

And once the class starts, no excuse, no weak tone, no blackmail works. Just as there are two holes if you curse people, so those who defy you await the cage of instructor Cornell.

What this means is that you can't go to Lynn's until you've listened to the class 90 minutes ago. Even if you moved right after class, if you've had so much time, there's just a boring protest waiting after mock fights and such.

Rather than Lynn's bravery, for Emilia, who just wanted to go see Lynn, mock combat was a good hiding place, but it didn't go well, and that was why it was too much to be depressing because of it.

(Oh, I thought I could see Lynn on the pretext of touring a mock fight...... coach Cornell's mean)

This Cornell instructor has no idea Emilia is in love with Lynn. He is also completely unaware of the favors he receives from male students. Because of its character, there is a verse that I think takes care of a lot of things because it is childhood friendly.

For the record, according to Eña and Eña and many other female students, those who do not realize the emotions Emilia turns to him would be super dull. And it's definitely this Cornell instructor.

Teng himself thinly thinks that he may be denying it and pretending not to notice it.

Not at all aware of being made such a love story story, Emilia glanced out the window without secretly sighing and trying to hide her melancholy,

(Oh, I want to see Lynn...)

It was only natural that instructor Cornell's reprimand would fly shortly afterwards.

- I never dreamed something terrible was going on in the training field back then.