Chapter 6
Chapter 6 A holiday for two
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The condition inside the dressmaking room to which he had returned for the first time in two hours had changed.
Customers and tables were crammed in half of the classroom.
A wide space was on the other half side, an expensive-looking carpet was spread out there.
What was put in the middle of that side was also an expensive-looking table and a chair.
And a silver-haired, green-eyed man was reclined on it.
Despite having a frivolous-like smile clinging to his cheeks, his presence was incredibly overwhelming.
Isurugi and the team members just kept silent, watching him attentively──rather, they surrounded him at a distance, seemingly uncomfortable.
A beautiful blonde maid took care of him gallantly.
Moroha yelled at the man who gracefully inclined the expensive-looking teacup.
『Why are you here?』
His bad feeling proved to be right.
No, as one would expect, this was beyond the scope of his expectations.
What kind of business did he have with the school festival? Moroha couldn’t help feel surprised at this totally unbelievable appearance of the most VIP of all the White Knight Organization.
『Why the rather cold reaction, Jack? You hurt my feelings, you know?』
This man, who showed how he played the fool with an unbearable face.
His name was Edward Lampard.
He was the British Division Head known as “White Knight”.
From the point of view of Moroha, he was a big walking nuisance.
He could undertand now why Shizuno and Maya escaped.
『It’s been a long time since we’ve met face to face, so can you give me a little warmer welcome?』
『I want to say “please have this ochazuke”, but you wouldn’t want it』*
*TN: Ochazuke is rice with tea poured on it.
『Ochazuke? If that’s not some sort of natto milk tea, then I’ll gladly have it?』
Saying so, Edward laughed while reminiscing.
When considering he himself was the one who had a bad time in the past, this was quite a bold behavior indeed.
『Then I’ll say it bluntly. Go home right now』
『Hahaha, You’re truly blunt』
『We’re enjoying the festival. Your presence kills the fun, it’s not the same』
『Jack’s words seem to cut my heart like a sword!』
Edward lamented with an exaggerated gesture.
『Oh, my lord, that is so heartrending…』
The blonde maid comforted him right away.
『Ack! Can you heal me in your chest?』
『Of course, sir!』
Edward pressed his cheeks and buried his face in the rich chest of the blonde maid.
As she allured her lord, the blonde maid glared at Moroha with eyes similar to the one of a mad dog.
(If you mock my lord, I’ll tear you apart!)
The maid, who made her eyes shine as if saying so──was obviously AJ aka Angela.
(You’re flirting with him in front of the public…)
This sickeningly damn sweet and soppy couple, said Moroha, clicking his tongue.
As Edward kept pressing his cheeks,
『Jack is so cruel. Even though it’s thanks to me that you can enjoy the festival free from worries』
『Wait, I can’t let that pass』
『But it’s true!』
AJ declared overbearingly.
『… What do you mean?』
Moroha ignored Edward’s reckless remark and asked AJ.
Since it were her words, he could hear her obediently.
『It was my lord’s recommendation that allowed you, who were confined and treated badly by the Japanese Division, to return to a school life without trouble. Properly speaking, even if it had turned out that you were falsely accused, you would have had to give explanations for a long time! While I say this, the Japanese Division claimed that your confinement was a reckless behavior of that woman called Takanashi, but for the sake of investigating the authenticity of that rigorously, my lord took the trouble of coming to a remote place like this. Thank him at least, you ungrateful!』
『If you had said so from the start, my attitude would have been different, but…』
Moroha shifted his attention to Edward,
『Okay then, you have my thanks』
He barely bowed his head.
『This rude guy!』
AJ immediately exasperated.
『No… I’m sorry. Please don’t get that mad. I give up』
『If you had tried being silent for a while now, the one who abases oneself would be somebody else! Why are you being servile to me!? Why!?』
『Because I respect Angelsan』
『Be like that to my lord!』
『You’re saying something difficult』
No matter how much AJ requested, this was a bit too much.
『This brat, get out of my siiiight!』
『Now, now. Try not being so unreserved, Anne. I’m glad you’re getting angry for my sake, but that spoils a precious and beautiful woman like you, you know?』
『I-I-I-I’m sorry, sir!』
AJ stepped back and bowed many times.
Despite all that, the praised corners of her mouth became softer.
She was a cute person as usual.
As Moroha scratched his head,
『But I think Angelsan has a beautiful angry face?』
『You brat, don’t say something so cheeky!』
AJ was enraged, her face turned bright red.
『Hahaha. I agree, but I’m the only one who notices her charm and I want to monopolize it』
『E-Edward-sama… ♥』
AJ made her eyes water, her face turned bright red.
AJ-san was very hectic today.
Edward coughed as he drew the attention of AJ’s feverish eyes in her face seen from the side.
『Well, that’s how it is. I happened to hear that there was a school festival today so I couldn’t stand sit still. I did my best to finish the investigation yesterday and hastened to visit Jack』
(If only you could return to England like that)
Moroha swallowed such aggressive words.
That would just anger AJ, he couldn’t bring himself to make her shout any more than this.
『Today I’m just a customer. Can you entertain me with food and drinks?』
『Do I have a choice?』
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Moroha accepted reluctantly.
And──
『If you’re a customer, then order something!』
A critique came from the doorway behind the classroom.
Moroha turned around towards there.
The one who folded her arms and stood imposingly with an angry face was Satsuki.
Like the rest of the team members, she was silent, reading the situation, but she fired the first shot as if she couldn’t tolerate it.
『You change the scenery of the store of your own accord and drink the tea that you brought, so how does that make you a customer?』
Satsuki thrust a finger at him with a snap.
This courage that didn’t flinch even from a VIP.
AJ, who had the finger thrust at her, noticed that the cup of her lord was empty and politely poured another helping from her own high-class-looking pot.
『Wat are you doing as soon as I say so!?』
『What is wat? Isn’t it a natural concern to think that there’s no way I can serve an awful tea prepared by the child’s play of the students to my lord?』
『Then have the consideration to not enter the shop in the first place!』
Steam boiled from Satsuki’s face.
AJ ignored her as if to say 「Japanese’s English is hard to understand」.
Satsuki snapped, seeing that attitude.
『I certainly don’t know what your tea is made of! But it’s not better than the tea made by this shop!』
She provoked and stuck out her tongue at the mad dog the British Division boasted of.
『… Huh?』
The mad dog the British Division boasted of peeled one of her eyes and threatened.
『Hey, lass. Can a barking opponent really choose? You, who cried like a baby when I beat the hell out of you, are bragging too much, you know?』
『Weren’t you crying when you saw Moroha’s incantation!?』
『Don’t talk about thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat』
AJ covered her face with both hands.
She recovered from the shame and thrust a finger back at Satsuki,
『I’m not forgiving you, lass! If you’re so proud of your tea, then I’ll have a cup of it. The “playing house tea” of a Japanese or whatever it is, I’ll criticize it down to the last detail!』
『Alright! This is a duel. A one-to-one fight』
『You’re getting fired up but I’m sorry. You see, I’m becoming a little hungry』
『If so, then eat something made by us』
『Shut up, lass! I’m telling you I can’t let my lord have any junk food made by you』
『Really? Then let’s have a match to see if you can make something more delicious than us』
『Fine!』
AJ laughed mockingly and full of confidence.
Moroha reacted too late to it with an 「Ah」.
He had no time to stop them.
『Hasn’t it become interesting? Then I’ll taste and compare your food and judge you impartially. Are you okay with it, Anne?』
『Of course! I will give victory and deliciousness to my lord』
『What do you want to eat, sir?』
『Hmm, let’s see. Scrambled eggs… no, I feel like having an omelet』
『Certainly! Please leave it to Angela, sir!』
『Ookaay! An omelet contest and tea contest. I think I can do it』
All was settled without a hitch.
Uh oh, Moroha put a hand on his forehead.
The future seemed to come into his mind….
Satsuki and AJ cheered themselves up and ran to the home economics room.
『Hey, hey, I can finally experience a festival-like mood. It had to be like that, okay?』
Edward clapped, humming a tune.
Moroha reproachfully scowled at his good-humored face.
Satsuki’s and AJ’s omelets were ready almost at the same time.
The two of them placed them on trays and carried them while giving off sparks with their eyes.
It seemed that AJ’s skill was significant as she didn’t fall behind Satsuki.
Moroha was impressed. But──the two plates lined up in front of Edward had a clear difference in appearance.
AJ’s dish was a beautiful workmanship that felt nice and that could be enjoyed at a restaurant.
The graceful appearance of the tomato juice also gave off a high-quality feeling.
But Satsuki’s dish was even more amazing.
Its exterior was shiny enough to be mistaken for a golden color, its thickness was outrageous yet its shape was harmonious, letting an elegance peep through to some extent.
The topped sauce was of three colors. Moreover, and like a high-class French restaurant, vibrant wave patterns and drops were drawn on the plate.
A stunning execution,
『Then, should I start from the young lady’s dish first?』
As soon as Edward pierced it carelessly with a knife.
The contents of the half-cooked part started to overflow onto the plate.
There was no further production that would stimulate appetite. The competitor AJ ended up making a sound with her throat unintentionally. This was because the thickness of the half-cooked layer was overwhelmingly higher than that of the exterior layer. She couldn’t have done this unless the fire was perfect.
『Delicious!』
Edward gave a high praise with just a single bite.
『This pass as an addition to the breakfast of 「The Savoy」!』
He ate it up completely, forgetting himself.
The plate was emptied in the blink of an eye.
『I was astonished! You, you’re amazing!』
『I hoped you would understand that, foo〜〜〜〜h foh foh foh foh』
Satsuki, who was enthusiastically praised by Sir Edward, was all triumphant.
However, what she made was to that extent.
This was certainly a professional job.
Moreover, this was a professional job among professional ones that felt it could win even a contest.
While it was to the degree of 「Not being disgusting even if it was served at a restaurant」, it couldn’t be a victory for Satsuki.
Moroha, who knew her cooking ability, was sure of it before she made it, but….
『Then the next is Angela’s──』
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『Uwaaaaaaaaaan』
Before Edward extended his hand, AJ grabbed his plate and threw it out of the window.
『What a waste!』
Moroha instinctively shouted, being greatly perplexed.
However──
– This is the omelet made by the blonde maid!
– I-it’s mine!
– No, it’s mine!
The curious onlookers outside gathered like hyenas swarming decaying flesh and began to grapple with each other with a momentum to snatch it even if they killed each other….
It was no longer wasted, but Moroha was left with a dejected feeling.
『Hey! Stop spacing out and come over here!』
AJ grabbed the nape of his neck and took him out to the hallway.
『Wait! What do you think you’re doing, taking Nii-sama with you!? We still have the tea contest, no?』
『It’s just a strategy meeting! Now wait!』
AJ yelled back at Satsuki’s protest.
Having the nape of his neck held by her, Moroha was dragged away from there.
They heard a student who passed by say 「Uwaa. Haimura, even the blonde maid fell victim to you」, but there was no time for that now.
After they reached the stairs, AJ finally stopped walking.
『What does that mean, Morohaa…』
She suddenly clung to him, her face stained with tears.
They heard a student who passed by say 「Uwaa. Haimura, you’re even making the blonde maid cry」, but there was no time for that now.
(This helpless person…)
He lamented, patted AJ’s back and comforted her.
『That lass, if I remember correctly, it’s your little sister, isn’t she…? How could she prepare a thing like that…? Isn’t that cheating…? Showing such a good thing in front of Edward-sama is humiliating…』
– Angelsan is honestly very incompetent, isn’t she?
Despite being usually very confident, she was unexpectedly weak.
Like a knife that cut well but snapped quickly.
『I don’t understand Japanese…. Hey, Moroha. Your younger sister, she’s not good at making black tea, is she?』
『She is. She’s a meticulous person. If seen from outside, she’s at gag manga levels』
『How should I defeat a monster like that? I’m rude by nature』
『It’s not good that Angelsan quickly loses her tempter. Let’s stop cutting at anyone and everyone already, okay?』
『Dammit. You’re lecturing me despite being a brat』
Moroha smiled wryly, seeing the adult AJ behaving like a spoiled child.
Her defects were immediately revealed as soon as they were pecked at a little, but this was the first time her weak side was shown openly like this.
(She really likes Edward, huh)
He thought it was charming.
He wanted to support her.
(That’s right…)
How could she make black tea better than Satsuki? It was practically impossible with a frontal attack.
(No…. What if “delicious” is probably the wrong thing here?)
An idea flashed into his mind.
『Angelsan. What kind of black tea do you usually serve to Edward?』
He asked and AJ replied calmly while staring in puzzlement.
『Well… I choose tea leaves while guessing Edward-sama’s mood, properly measure and warm the hot water, pot and cup──』
『Oh, that’s enough. I understand. Supposing I was him, what kind of black tea would you serve me?』
『I think a tea bag would be enough?』
『That’s it』
『Huuuuuh!?』
AJ let out a hysteric voice.
『D-d-damn you… are you telling me that I should serve a tea bag to Edward-sama!?』
Immediately after, she lifted up the corner of her eyes that were full of tears and shouted.
『Yup, that’s right』
『Yooou bastard! Do you want to make your little sister win that much? Is it that important? E-e-even though I placed my trust in a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-kind guy like you. You’re a traitoooor!』
『I’m telling you that this time I’m an ally of Angelsan』
Satsuki already got her ability recognized, so she probably felt relieved.
『You’re so annoying and noisy. Who would believe such reckless remark?』
AJ suddenly turned away, turning her back on Moroha.
As soon as she did so, her back shivered with a jump.
Before she knew──
She found Shizuno standing there.
『W-what the… What do you want from me?』
AJ was openly alert.
Just like a wild animal that suddenly came across a natural enemy.
Despite hearing they were on good terms. Moroha didn’t know their relationship well.
『Nothing in particular? I just came to see the face of a loser?』
Shizuno combed her long hair upwards as if laughing mockingly at her.
『Who’s the loser?』
『Who’s the one that pretends to be tough before even wiping her tears?』
『I-I’m not crying』
AJ wiped her eyes.
Moroha thought it was useless to wipe them.
『If loser is a bad thing, then what will happen to a loser who has lost the affection of his owner, I wonder?』
– Enough with that, Shizuno.
AJ looked like she was about to jump out of the window.
They were on the first floor, so falling to the ground was nothing special though.
『If you don’t like that, then you should listen to Moroha’s words, no?』
『Are you saying that I have to believe in such thoughtless words!?』
『Yes. Moroha is a man who has the same point of view and position as Sir Edward and there are no more than 7 of them in the world, right? That said, is it okay to throw away that advice as thoughtless words?』
AJ was taken aback by what Shizuno pointed out.
『Certainly…. Someone like me can’t fully understand Edward-sama’s thoughts…. But if this guy can…』
AJ trembled all over as she turned around slowly.
Somehow, he could see the color of reverence in her pupils….
(Angelsan, please don’t be deceived by scammers in the future…)
She appeared to have a personality that was easy to deceive with smooth talk.
『Got it! I’ll try believing your words!』
『If it turns out well, then you’ll owe us a favor. Understood?』
『Yeah! If I can please Edward-sama, then that will be a cheap price to pay』
Moroha screamed 「Uwaa」in his heart.
Shizuno-san, who nonchalantly made her owe a favor from an insignificant thing like this, was very terrifying.
Moroha worried himself while seeing off AJ who returned to the home economics room triumphantly.
Shizuno saw her off too with a small dimple carved on her cheek.
– You still have some way to go before getting along well with her, yes?
– T-that’s right…
Moroha nodded for the time though feeling regret.
His advice was genuine, so he should be glad that AJ listened to it without making it more difficult.
Moroha parted from Shizuno, and when he returned to the dressmaking room, the tea showdown had already started.
This time, Edward drank the tea made by Satsuki.
『Splendid!』
She was highly praised again.
『How can you get this supreme sweetness even though it’s not a flavored tea!? And what’s this amazing aroma! It’s too gorgeous. It’s as if the breeze blowing in the rose garden in May passes through inside my nostrils and fills my lungs with a happy feelinggggg』
『I’ll feel embarrassed if you keep praising me〜. After all, it’s said that an authentic person can understand the difference, even the smallest details〜. Foh foh foh foh foh foh』
『We British people like milk tea… but this tea doesn’t need it. Rather, it’s unnecessary. It gets in the way』
『E〜eh, is that so〜? A rea〜〜〜〜〜〜〜〜lly delicious black tea is better drunk as it is after all. Foh foh foh foh foh foh』
『Well, I got treated to drink something good. This is now a tale of my travels』
『So the day in which the name of Satsuki-chan is well-known even by the British Division has come? Foh foh foh foh foh foh』
Moroha had never seen Satsuki being so conceited… rather, proud like this.
『Auuuu…』
He had never seen AJ look like a frightened and shivering puppy like this.
『Now I’ll judge AJ’s tea』
『C-c-c-c-c-certainly!』
AJ nodded brilliantly with a pale face.
She held a tray with a teapot placed on it with both hands and stepped forward stiffly like a tin doll.
It seemed that she lost her self-confidence when she witnessed the fierceness of Satsuki’s black tea.
Her apprehension towards the teabag black tea became worse, and that was perfectly understandable. Still, the reason why she didn’t throw it out, saying 「Uwaaaaaaaaaaanh」 like when she did so with the omelet, was it because this indicated she trusted in Moroha even if a little…?
『P-please have some』
AJ poured black tea into the cup with a dangerous way of using her hands.
The rising fragrance lost compared to the one of Satsuki.
『Hmm』
Edward put his hand on his chin, looking pensive.
At this point, he might have seen that this great black teish was a teabag.
『How nice…』
However, Edward went for the cup without minding about it.
He closed his eyes, carried the cup to his mouth, turned it once and enjoyed the aroma.
Then took a sip and enjoyed the taste.
He hadn’t said his impression yet.
However, for Moroha, he seemed to be sincerely relaxed.
『U-umm…』
On the other hand, AJ felt uneasy about not asking for his verdict.
She apologetically and helplessly seek the approval of her lord.
Edward opened his eyelids, showed a calm light in his green pupils and stared at AJ.
『Anne, do you remember when we just met?』
『P-pardon me…?』
Maybe she thought judgment would certainly be handed down. AJ had a bewildered and disappointed face.
『At that time, you always used tea bags when making tea for me』
『I-I-I’m sorry…. I was still a young and vulgar girl who only knew how to act violently』
『That’s right. Now that I remember, you end up gushing out even now. You didn’t make it bluntly despite complaining about this and that』
『I-I’m nothing but embarrassed』
Edward burst into laughter with a low voice, though looking happy from the bottom of his heart.
So there was a history like that between them, huh, Moroha was very interested in that.
Naturally, he wasn’t going to do anything boorish here, like persistently asking about it.
『U-umm… my lord? Please don’t disclose the history, the rude things about me that I want to forget…』
『Sorry, sorry, it’s not like I’m picking on you. Yup… Now you’re completely graceful and studied how to make black tea for me. Those feelings make me very happy, you know?』
『Th…thank you very much』
A humble smile returned to AJ’s face who was still tense.
『However. It’s not like I’m God. If I’m revered too much, your heart will be too far away』
『Eh…?』
『It’s nothing. What I’m saying is that I want to drink this kind of tea once in a while』
『I, I don’t understand! Please say it in a way I can understand it properly. Please』
AJ clung to him earnestly, but,
『Hahaha, sorry, sorry. I was also a bit boorish』
Edward just smiled again and dodged the subject.
AJ was nothing but perplexed.
Moroha stared at them──especially at Edward with a bit of compassion.
The advice he gave to AJ was still correct and Edward was very pleased with the tea she made.
Why Moroha was able to come up with that advice?
It was simple.
Moroha came to like AJ.
The days they spent in Russia were very short, but he couldn’t help but be charmed by her personality.
By her rude side. And by her blunt side too.
By taking everything but everything into account, he felt that she was a lovable person.
Yes. Not the blonde maid playing the hypocrite in front of Edward──
The natural Angela was the most charming Angela.
He just encouraged her a little to expose it.
Even now, AJ couldn’t understand it though.
He hoped that the day in which he would be able to see a natural Angela before Edward would come as fast as possible.
Like the day when the monsters would have no choice but to laugh, saying 「Why don’t we share our loneliness to our hearts’ content!?」 and when the seven aloof people didn’t exist came to visit him.
Moroha stood next to Satsuki while offering a modest prayer.
Next to the girl who was always the same, and who would whether become an S-Rank monster or a demon that would destroy the world.
Without knowing the intention of that person, Satsuki turned her pure pupils to Moroha and,
– Hey? Hey? In the end, who won? We can say it’s my victory, no?
– You’re also saying in-sen-si-tive things.
Moroha blocked Satsuki’s mouth as he smiled wryly.
– You’re really a person who can’t read the situation.
Shizuno came into the classroom and poked fun at Satsuki.
With that as a trigger, laughter sprung up from everywhere like ripples.
Isurugi and the others watched attentively and in silent the sudden appearance of the VIP.
Some customers were pushed aside and half of the coffee shop was interrupted.
The curious onlookers clung to the windows, watching from the corridor.
Tension was undone as if they had remembered to breathe.
『I won’t give up until you tell me!』
『Hahaha, I’m at a loss. What should I do?』
The figures of AJ and Edward, who continued doing so as if they were frolicking about, were reflected in their eyes, except for Moroha. They were amazed by the sickeningly sweet, soppy and unexpected couple conformed by the British Division Head and his beautiful close aide; he gazed at everyone’s reactions that either found it charming or were envious, and then they got excited, gossiping again.
The air that had been tense due to Edward finally relaxed.
Moroha also released his hand from Satsuki’s mouth.
Now, let’s resume business! That was the mood now.
『You’re late. Don’t keep me waiting』
That was ruined by the few words of an intruder.
The members of Strikers, the customers and the spectators who were driven aside, solidified again.
The intruder strode in the classroom, without caring about the rigid air in it.
Black hair. Black suit. Black tie. Black leather gloves.
Only the color of his pupils that looked around Moroha and Edward provokingly──were blue.
His name was Charles Saint-Germain.
The place became noisy with the appearance of the French Division Head who came after the British Division Head.
『Why even you are coming here?』
『Fool. I have nothing to do with the festival of some damn kids』
『Then why did you expressly come to the school…?』
『I’ll tell you why. I had to expressly come here because this pseudo-knight said he would call you, but he just enjoyed himself doing nothing and didn’t return!』
『You could have made a subordinate do so, no? Unsurprisingly, Charles also wanted to come to the festival because Jack is here, no?』
『Nonsense. You wouldn’t have paid attention to what my subordinates had to say』
Charles glared at Edward who didn’t try to stand up with a seriously fed up face.
Edward shrugged his shoulders optimistically,
『Well, well. It’s not like we’re going to start in a day or two, so let me take a good rest』
Charles confirmed the feeling of his five fingers of his right hand,
『So you’re aware? Then why don’t you lay down on the carpet that looks like it will burn well?』
The two giant heads hit each other’s eyes.
『Hey, wait!』
Without enduring it, Moroha intervened. Against his will.
It would be unpardonable if these two started fighting in a place like this, even if it was a joke.*
*TN: In a place like this is the furigana reading for Akane Academy.
If it were a place where no one was bothered, then he wouldn’t care how much they fought to their heart’s content even if they killed each other.
『I don’t get what you’re talking about, but what happened? Would you mind explain that first, Charles?』
『Tch. What a dull guy…』
『Don’t go calling me like that without an explanation. And don’t click your tongue』
When Moroha protested, Charles put on a face as if he had swallowed a bitter bug, (he does what he wants) and replied with a rude tone of voice.
『Calm down and listen. A place considered to be the “birthplace” of 《Metaphysicals》 has been discovered』
『That’s a major happening, isn’t it?』
He couldn’t calm down and listen.
Not only Moroha, the surroundings became noisy.
『You understand now? If so, be silent and follow me』
Charles said as if spitting out and quickly turned back.
He was as impatient as usual.
He didn’t feel like giving any further explanations, and even if he did, he thought that Moroha would naturally follow him.
He was reluctant, but had no choice but to follow him.
– Jeez. Why can’t I have fun peacefully?
Despite cursing, Moroha loosened his collar and ascertained the ID Tag in his breast pocket.
Today isn’t over yet, but our school festival ends here.
– This is so inopportune….
Although even Satsuki was discouraged, she didn’t say something so unreasonable.
– Anyway, we still have an hour, don’t we? Did you enjoy yourself to the fullest?
Shizuno gently tapped her shoulder.
Isurugi and the members of Strikers agreed.
Their look in their eyes already changed to that of a knight.
Even though there was a sudden atmosphere that the shop was going to close, no customer began to complain. Even if they were knights in the making, they grasped the situation properly.
『The Japanese are really diligent, huh』
『Falling behind them is a disgrace for the British gentlemen』
Edward also stood up, saying “it can’t he helped” and AJ followed him half a step behind him.
The departure of a prominent lineup.
They followed after Charles who led Moroha.
The students were in breathless suspense and sent them out with great cheers and acclamations.
A number of sound of footsteps that strode in the hallway reverberated heroically.
Everyone departed on their own and went to the battlefield with their own feet.
They turned their backs on the rest day that was too short──