How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain - How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain chapter 105

105 – Acceleration (9)

“Are you here?”

“You came first? Did you wait a long time?”

“…No. I just arrived too…Hihi…”

I received a signal from the spirit and headed straight to the clearing in the mountains. Selene, who was sitting on the stump waiting for me, jumps up and waves her hand. Her green hair blew pleasantly in the afternoon breeze.

“Now that I think about it, this is my first time seeing you here at this time. It’s a bit awkward…”

After hearing what I said, Selene made a slightly sad expression.

“…Edwin is awkward? I just like it…You look better too…”

“…I didn’t mean I didn’t like it. I like it too. Is it even more so because it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other?”

“…Name…”

“Huh?”

“I have a name you gave me… Can’t you call me just once…? I haven’t heard it in so long…”

“…Selenium?”

“…Yeah. Hihi. It’s been a while since I heard it, so it’s really good…”

Selene whispered earnestly, as if she was asking for something big. And as soon as I called her name, a refreshing smile appeared on her face.

“You like everything… How was your vacation?”

“…I haven’t had a good time…”

She threw out words without much thought in order to continue the conversation, and it became a fuse. Selene’s expression changed in an instant, as if her palm was turning over. It’s as pitiful as a puppy getting caught in the rain.

“I was really having a hard time…Why would I suddenly encounter something like that…”

Selene began her story of how she encountered her spirit that had corrupted her. Although she said it briefly in her letter, when I heard her say it in person, she clearly went further. Most of Selene’s story was invested in realistically depicting her own misery, and before I knew it, I had become a spectator silently listening to her words.

“…So I was backed into a corner…I suddenly remembered practicing with you all the time…? So, with that…”

Eventually, Selene finished her story with a relieved expression on her face. Then she suddenly glared at me as if she remembered something.

“…I wanted to brag to you first…I also wanted to receive compliments…But you didn’t reply…I always waited until dawn and fell asleep from exhaustion…”

After hearing Selene’s words, she was speechless. I didn’t know I’d be waiting that long…

“…And why is she acting so close to me…? That’s why I fought with Eugene like that last time…”

Selene continued her story, and her chagrin reached its peak when she told Sisela’s story. Listening to her words, it seems like Selene has quite a bit of resentment toward Sisela for putting me in that situation.

I think that was the reason why she was glaring at Sisela earlier.

“So…”

When I think about it, I only replied that there was a reason, but I didn’t write down the details.

At the time, she didn’t think it was worth writing about in the letter, but if she doesn’t explain the whole thing now, I don’t think Selene’s resentment will be easily resolved.

After calming Selene down, I calmly explained what had happened. The attack on the mansion, the appearance of the Inquisitors and Sisella, the appearance of the necromancer, and even the final fight.

“So that’s when I got stabbed in the shoulder by a magician…”

“What…? Oh my…!”

As my words continued, Selene’s face became full of tears. She reached her peak when she said that she had hurt her shoulder.

“Is it okay now…? What should I do…”

“Now that you’re healed, you don’t have to worry so much…”

I continued to tell the rest of the story. Since she had no way of knowing what happened after her fall, she simply copied what Sisela had told her.

Selene let out a sigh of relief when she heard that the necromancer was gone. She then slumped her shoulders and couldn’t really look at me. The momentum from earlier was gone.

“…I’m glad it worked out well…I didn’t even know that…”

“It’s okay. I didn’t say anything in the first place, so it’s natural that you don’t know… It’s the same as being upset…”

“…I’m really sorry…What I went through was nothing…”

“What are you talking about? What you did is much more amazing. In the first place, you can’t even deal with a corrupted spirit unless you are a spiritist of the same rank.”

“Still…”

“I’m serious. So let’s just pretend that we both had a hard time. Then it’s okay, right?”

From Noble mtl dot com

“…Yes…”

Although her expression had relaxed a bit, Selene still seemed to have something she wanted to say to me. She waited a moment, and Selene, who kept glancing at me, cautiously spoke to her again.

“…I did really well…?”

“Of course you did well…”

“If you really did well…Couldn’t you just do me a favor…? It’d be like a compliment…”

“What is it?”

“That…Head…”

“Head?”

“…Pat my head just once…”

“What? There’s nothing I can’t do…Is that really a favor…?”

When I asked the question as if it were absurd, Selene lowered her head and muttered softly in a voice the size of an ant.

“Yes…I would really like you to do it…”

“…I understand.”

I got up from my seat and approached Selene. As I stood in front, Selene flinched and lowered her head even deeper. Reaching out her hand, she placed it on her head and felt the texture of her brittle hair.

“…”

I wondered if this was really true, but seeing him want it so desperately, it’s not easy to refuse. I held back my shaking heart and started moving my palms back and forth from side to side.

“Huh…Huuuh…”

A strange moan escaped from Selene’s mouth. Her pale skin, which was no longer white, had long since turned bright red, even down to her earlobes. If you’re going to be so embarrassed, why on earth are you asking me like that?

“Ah…”

When I took her hand away, a small sigh came out of Selene’s mouth. As if he was regretting it. But she soon straightened up her appearance, looked at me, and smiled faintly.

“hehehe…It’s really good…Thank you…”

“Okay… Something like that… But how did the rumor that he was a spiritist come about? Normal people can’t see spirits.”

“As the corrupted spirit disappeared, something like a halo of light emitted from the surroundings… I guess someone saw it and misunderstood it… I don’t know how surprised I was when I heard the rumor…”

“I see. Anyway, that’s how we became friends with Sisela. I already apologized for what happened last time. So, you don’t have to hate me so much.”

“…It wasn’t because of that… Now that I think about it, that’s a bit annoying…”

Selen made a strange expression and muttered something to herself. And suddenly she seemed to remember something, she looked at me and she asked.

“Hey…Can I ask you one more thing…?”

“What?”

“Who…Edwin is closest among the three…? Me…Ellie…And Sicella…”

As she listened to Selene’s words, she felt like she was out of breath. As she wiggled her fingers and lowered her head, it seemed like this was a question she had put a lot of thought into.

This is usually an impolite question, but I think it may be different from Selene’s perspective.

She still seems to have severe mood swings, and Selene already has a history of distancing herself from her childhood friend because of her new friend. So it’s not like she doesn’t completely understand why she’s feeling anxious.

If she is truly a close friend, it is impossible for her to estimate the level of closeness. And I believe that is the relationship between me and the three of us. But this may not be the answer Selene wants.

In the case of these questions, she has already decided on the answer she wants to hear. So all I have to do is live up to those expectations.

“Of course I’m the closest to you…”

After hearing my answer, Selene straightened her body like a rabbit. And she looked at me with an expression full of joy.

“…Really…? Are you thinking of me…”

“It’s not like that. Have I ever lied to you?”

“…Nothing…Hihi…Really…?…Hi…”

Selene got up from her seat and jumped up and down. Before she knew it, the spirits that Selene had worked with appeared in her air and embroidered it. The number of spirits has more than doubled since the last time I checked.

Unable to control her joy, Selene was seen wearing a ring with a green emerald on her second finger.

“Selene. Is that the ring you were talking about?”

“Huh? Huh…There are a lot more spirits when I wear this…What do you think…? Does it suit you well…?”

Selene carefully lifted her finger and showed it to me. Her pale green complementary color, the same as Selene’s hair, sparkled in the sunlight. She feels as if the ring was prepared just for her.

“…I saved the other fingers…”

She said something that Selene didn’t understand, and then she suddenly started fanning her hand in her face.

***

“…”

Surely everything was resolved yesterday? Class C’s classroom. My left. Selene continued to feel heavy gaze from where she was sitting. However, the gaze was not directed at me, but toward the girl with her gray hair.

So naturally Sisela took the seat next to me, but she didn’t have many people paying attention to her. Since I’m a foreigner, I have a bit more freedom in such relationships.

In this classroom, there were only two people who cared about Sisella’s location. Sisela’s friend Fiore is almost foaming at the mouth. And Selene, the owner of that heavy gaze.

The main topic of conversation among students was still heroes and holy swords. And the first class of the day was a sparring match, which was a great way to vent that excitement. Cadric, a first-year uneducated professor, came into the classroom and knocked on the table.

“Tsk, you idiots. You say the Holy Sword will choose you just because you talk like that? If you really want to walk that path, you should think about proving it with your own skills.”

Cedric clicked his tongue and took out a small bundle of papers from his pocket. As he threw the bundle into the air, each piece of paper flew to each student sitting in their seat.

“This is the first sparring of the second semester, so let’s try random sparring today. Check your opponent carefully, prepare, and then gather at the sparring hall.”

I unfolded the paper that was folded in half and infused it with mana. Then, little by little, black letters began to be engraved on the blank paper. And when all the writing appeared, I could only stare at the paper with a dumbfounded expression.

–

Edwin Reed

Eujin