The colorful screams around them were probably raised by the female students. There was envy in it. It was a scene of faint desires woven together, as if in a fairy tale.

　But anyone who had spent even a little time with him would not necessarily be satisfied, and would not feel happy as a woman.
　I would describe her as a puppet who is at the mercy of her actions against her will.
　It was Tesfia herself who felt this way.

　The result of going against his will in an empty space. Even if it was an unwanted result, the words and the gaze he uttered were unobjectionable.

　It wasn't until it was too late that she regained consciousness at the feel of their lips meeting.
　Blinded by the beautiful, well-groomed face near her, Tesfia raised her arms vigorously, faster than she could move away from him.

　Nevertheless, the hand that made that taut hand never waved. No matter how much disgust you may feel, your body will not do what you say. It's not a magical effect, but a refusal of the mind.

　Ail, who looked at the arms being let down without force, slowly and impatiently parted his lips.

'Yeah, that's exactly what Fear is.'

　It's a good thing that you're able to get your hands on Tesfia's head to make an assessment with a clear expression as if your mind was pinched off.
　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

''Whatever, if you want to milk each other, I'll let you get back to your own business.
No, no, no.

　Desperate to excuse himself, Tesfia gave him a troubled look, "What? I ask.

'So ... so ... well, yeah, that was a no-brainer, wasn't it?　No Can.

　The sight of him smiling hollowly and scrubbing his lips was filled with sadness. And every time he wiped it, his voice started to tremble.

''No kan, this is.......never.......''

　By the time he found out, it was too late. Tesfia didn't understand why she was desperately trying to excuse herself, but she only pleaded that it was absolutely not her will.
　But he had plenty of time to refuse, not to be forced by magic to act, and he had plenty of time to refuse. No matter who it was, she was the one who accepted.
　Still, Tesfia denied it.

　It was the first time.
　That was with someone she didn't want in such a semi-compulsive way.

　The next thing you know, large tears are running down your cheeks.
　There is no recognition of having been humiliated from the beginning. I even wish if I could, I'd like to pretend the whole thing didn't happen - that no one was watching.

　It suddenly occurred to me that I would be fine if he would just deny it. If he answers the clinging ruminations, I can pretend I never existed.
　But.

''...........''

　I can't think of a word I would want in a situation like this because he's walked outside of the common man.
　It's a matter of pondering how to spin out the words to Ars, or even how far to stick his neck out again.

'Hey, why don't you say something?'

　But he didn't realize that it meant more than cruel words as a result. Silence gives the impression that it was an endorsement of everything.

　Tesfia's heart was almost crushed by the look of annoyance on Ars's face as he looked directly at her.
　She covered the tears that poured out even more with her hands, unable to be here.

　And then reddened eyes were turned to the source of all this, Ail.

'It's too late now, Fia. I'm hurt, too, as expected, I don't want to think of it as an eye for my husband.

　She fixed a taut smile and released the hardest words she could muster.

　It's a good thing that you're able to get your hands on the right tools for the job.

'Did you ever think that the engagement you had when you were young would still be alive?　It won't pass, no matter what the Favers say.
--!

　He stroked his red hair slowly. His hand seemed to match the beat of his heart.

'It seems that Mr. Froese sent home a letter of apology and apology for the annulment, but what's so ridiculous about that?　He's the best candidate for a fiancé who is not only consenting, but who is also the best candidate for the Fievers. Of course, I am aware of your situation as well. If you become a bride, the Fevers will cease to exist for Froese's generation. That's why I said I'd be willing to adopt you as my son-in-law. You could choose to have two healthy children.

　Tesfia began to sob, and even if she wanted to say something, she couldn't find the words to say it. No, the power of the house would crush her with any counterargument.

　Isle sat down and whispered softly in Tesfia's ear.

It's a good thing that even the Favell family can't turn our house into an enemy. You can't make that choice. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be a good wife. Show me more of your beautiful face.

　As he said this, Isle let go of his hand that was gently stroking her head, pulled off his covered hands and put his hands into Tesfia's neck and lifted her up.
　She turned away her face, which was wet with tears, and Ail looked at her with a satisfied expression.

'Fia should be,'

　Bringing his cool face closer, Isle whispered without ceasing to smile.

'You won't have to learn magic anymore. You won't have to go out into the outside world. You'll just have to be by my side.
"-Oh!

　Widening her eyes to the limit, Tesfia didn't immediately understand. But one thing she could say was that it would uproot the meaning of her life and take away the meaning of her life.
　She would have to become just a bird in a birdcage with no goals.

　Already the turmoil has turned into resignation and the light disappears from Tesfia's eyes without power.

　A moment later--.

　Ayre only uttered one word without moving her face slightly.

''What do you mean by that?''
He's a knucklehead. I'm still working on this one in person.
I'm still one year older than you, but for now, will you let me go of this?

　Ars grabbed his wrist from beside him, his arm gripping Tesfia's jaw tightly. His strength reached a realm that could not be laughed at.
　However, Ail's expression did not falter.

　Even in the Lord's critical situation, the only remaining squire man did not twitch. Nor would it. It's because they don't even intend to harm Ars. This man is rather just standing on the sidelines.

I'm sorry, but I don't think I have the courtesy to serve you. It's not going to be any more of a prank, but what do you think?

　He shoots his sharp eyes straight at Ail.
　At the same time, I put a lot of force into it, but his expression is still the same as his smile.


　It's not that Isle doesn't feel pain. It's that he separates the pain from the rest. Ail blocks the sense of pain to the extent that it does not affect his own body.
　We feel pain, but our muscles do not respond to it. This is a disease that is an innate characteristic of the Aisle.

　His sense of pain is suppressed at a certain level, so even if he were to break his arm, he would not change his expression. It's not only that, but it's also that I've never experienced or imagined pain to the point of anguish or screaming.

'I didn't expect you to cover for Fia. You might learn a thing or two about how to treat women if you watch.
No. I know better than you do.

　Isle groaned with a huff as his arm was grabbed.

'I guess I didn't do enough research but aside from that, the reason I came here this time is not unrelated to what I said earlier. I didn't come here today to upset you. It's not like it's irrelevant either.

　Slowly he let go of his hand and forcefully dropped to his knees on the ground and looked down at the declining Tesfia with a smile of innocence.

You should finish your business right away.
'Huh, the only reason you can talk to me like that is because you're the highest ranking Alpha. You need to understand that a little better.

　Immediately after making a deliberately troubled face, he shifted his gaze behind Ars and worked the squire who came back from the main building with a calm expression, "Nice timing.

''Let's go then.''

　Ail and the female squire leading the way, with the male squire behind Ars.
　Ars wondered what to say to Tesfia, whose bright crimson hair looked dull without a heart. In this kind of case, he had no experience in choosing his words carefully, rather than worrying about it, as many of the older women he had been associated with were older than him.
　But now, to say something thoughtful to an impressionable Tesfia at an impressionable age.......

　How unfamiliar it is to even think about it, Ars shook his head, ''It's not something I'm unfamiliar with.

'Oi, you need to get some rest!
--!

　He pulled Tesfia's hand with a vacant expression and held her in a side hug as it flowed. There should be no resistance to her.
　There is almost no vibration from the time your arms are pulled to the time you are held.
　The reason he was so concerned about it is because he admitted a little remorse to Ars, after all.

　Tesfia bit her lip and trembled in small increments as if she was holding something back.

　Ars takes a breath and gives a single glare, including a kill shot to disperse the onlookers around him. Bewildered, they all did all of them and left like a scattering of spiderlings.

(Really, nobles are a pain in the ass.)

　Ars, who expressed that impression inwardly, didn't miss Isle, who glanced at him.

''Where is the place?''

　It was the female squire who answered the question. After lightly lowering her eyes as if she had guessed something.

'Fourth floor parlor, sir.'
I'll leave him in one piece, you just go ahead.
Be my guest but shouldn't you be there to talk about something that has to do with Fia?
You don't tell me that.
That's good. Why don't you take your time getting organized, Fear?

　With that, they reunited their steps. The squire, who was waiting behind Ars, bailed lightly and followed.

　After a beat, Ars changes direction.
　The infirmary would be better for something anyway. Even if you ask Alice to take care of it.

'What the hell is that guy?'
..........

　She didn't know if the tears had been exhausted or if the shock overtook her. But Tesfia did not respond to Ars's question.

　There was not a word of conversation between them on the way to the infirmary.
　They knocked and entered the room, but as expected there was no one there to answer, as there was no answer. Would the insurance doctor also be in the specially set up doctor's office?

"Huh~ Have you calmed down?

　With a sigh, he sat down on the bed.
　The entire time he was holding her, Ars was letting his own magic flow through her. Not that that would do anything for him, but it's common for therapists to sedate the mind by allowing the magic power to flow moderately in a constant rhythm as a first step.

''--!

　Lowering his hips, Ars was here for the first time to learn of her condition.
　Her pupils were open and there was nothing but emptiness, as if she had covered up everything. There was no strength in her neck, and her arms didn't even try to hide her tear-swollen eyes.

　Inside the tesphere, the loss of ego in shock caused by past trauma. Knowing her well, albeit mildly, Ars, who knew her well, cursed himself for his inadequacy.
　Surely it would have been different if he had been given some words at that time.

　As Beric said, I can't help but feel the lack of consideration for people's feelings.
　Once I see Alice, I'm sure things will return to normal. She can keep herself on the edge, if not of everything.

　But..........

　She felt evasive about letting him clean up his mess. This was Ars's fault.
　Because of the troublesome race of aristocrats, he stood by his hand.

It's a shameful story.

　The voice that spilled out of his polite, self-mocking voice melted into the hollow, leaving a bitter taste.
　I've always put my point of view ahead of my own, but when the time came, I hesitated. There was no way I could make an excuse for my lack of experience.

''Supreme rank hey it seems that both you and I still have a lot to learn.

　Knowing Tesfia's non-response to his question, Ars gently held her head between his hands.
　With his thumbs, he slowly and carefully wiped the area around both eyes.

　Ars had no idea how to get rid of the mental pain. However, the word no-can that she had pleaded with him to say was oddly ringing in his ears.
　In hindsight, that may have been the last thing she had to do - her self-esteem remains slightly intact.

(If it were magic, it wouldn't matter.)

　It's a very small part of magic that Ars, who is well versed in it, does not understand. I'm sure you'll be able to find something that is as elusive as the human heart.
　It's not even clear to me how I should have been careful. Still, I can say that it was a mistake to keep my mouth shut.

　It's because they think too hard that things don't go as they should.
　For now, Ars will try to rely on it and be a fool.

　Did he want to pretend that Tesfia didn't exist? I'll try to ponder that. The woman seems to care about the fact that it's the first time in his knowledge, but he's not sure.
　Nothing can reach his ears now, and it's probably too late for Tesfia to pile on the words.

　Ars decided to scratch the back of his head and make up his mind.

''I don't think this is going to make me feel better...''

　From a position where he took a step back, Ars put his hand on Tesfia's side and brought his face close to hers.
　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you want to do with it.
　It's impossible to have any emotion, this was a procedure that was taken as one of the procedures. You can't say that, though, if you want to avoid doing anything indirectly with that poorly-behaved nobleman.

　The feel of her soft lips on mine and the warmth is shared. She is also one of a kind. I knew that, and it was common sense, but it was a fact that I felt it strongly.

　It seems ridiculous to me. After all, a kiss to show by action is too childish.
　I can't pretend that the kiss that Tesfia wanted to pretend didn't happen. However, I thought I could override that, but it was too poorly reasoned even for me.
　It wasn't a conclusion that could be based on logic by any stretch of the imagination.

　A light begins to light up in Tesfia's eyes.

'#$%>&%+$#!

　Awakening from the slumber as if she had been unconscious, Tesfia was startled by the face in front of her. It was too close, too close.
　So close that, instead of breathing, the tip of her nose touched it.

　Breath, she thought, and then Tesfia's attention was focused on her own lips. Her brain was confused by the feeling of not being able to open them, but rather forgetting how to open them.
　She had never kissed anyone before, and she didn't know any of this from the right way to do it. Her brain, on the verge of short-circuiting, stopped all movement, wondering what to do.
　She held her breath and just waited for the time to pass - she let it go.

　This was the first time I'd ever seen him at close range. No, I should have seen him before. But it was surely the first time I'd ever stared at him head-on.
　The face that naturally meditated on his eyes was oblivious to him. Suddenly Tesfia is embarrassed that Ars looks like a boy his age. The distance and the feel of it suddenly becomes embarrassing.
　Although he is not eye-catchingly beautiful, there is something about him that keeps his interest alive.

　It is strangely relieving to know that the reddened face is not extinguished, but steam rises from it.
　You can't help but let yourself go.

''Hmm, hmm........!

　It's really a short time, but the oxygen supply to the hovering heart is not able to keep up with the oxygen supply, and Tesfia is becoming suffocating.
　And up close, our eyes meet with Ars, who opened one eye.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　What can I say, Tesfia's mouth crunches open and closed with her confused head. Her face, which had risen to the top, was red, and the heat showed no signs of abating. Yet he let go of his mouth and made his usual brusque expression, just cowering his shoulders as if nothing had happened, but not as much as he felt.


　Ars was suffering from a terrible headache.
　She couldn't understand the logic of how she could wake up. It would be more grudgingly satisfying to be told that everything was in her hands and that she was caught in the act.

　This is like.........

''You, on purpose or something........''
'Eh, ha, yes!'

　Tesfia, who didn't understand well, raised her voice in affirmation with the momentum.
　From this reaction, he really doesn't understand why this happened.