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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 421: First Love (3)

Chapter 421: First Love (3)

“Anyway.”‌

The‌ boss opened his⁠ mouth, not clear⁠​ whether he was⁠⁠‌ looking at the‌ sky or glancing⁠​ over his shoulder.⁠⁠

“…How⁠‌‌ long are we‍ going to keep‍ pretending we don’t‌⁠ know?”

In‌‌‍ truth, a presence⁠ had been obvious​ for some time​ from within the​​​ thicket. The ones‍⁠ here were me​ and the founding‍‍‌ hero. That wasn’t​​​ something easy to​​‌ hide.

‘If‍ it were an⁠‌ Auditore da Sicilia,‍​ maybe…’

But⁠‍⁠ this all-too-familiar(?) visitor‌⁠‌ didn’t have the‌ mastery of the‍‍‍ Auditore family in‌ concealing her tracks.‍‌‌

‘…Ryozo…’‍‌‌

That‌ was the name⁠‌ of the cat⁠ burglar. She was⁠ eavesdropping.

I simply looked up‌ at the night‍ sky. The boss‌‍​ also vaguely averted‍⁠​ his gaze and⁠‌ let out a line into the⁠ air.

“Has‍‌​ that girl always‍⁠​ had that hobby?”‌‍‍

“What⁠​‍ are you insinuating​‍⁠ about my wife?​ Let me remind‌‍⁠ you that, even‍⁠‌ if it doesn’t‌ look like it,​​​ she’s the director⁠⁠ of the academy‍ you founded.”

“I‌‍ think I end​‍ up sounding stranger‌ with what you‌‍⁠ just said.”

“……”⁠‌⁠

He⁠⁠ hit the mark.​

The​​ boss suddenly gave‌ a hollow laugh.‌

“Ha…‌‌‌ though a person’s‌‍ life may change,‌ isn’t the difference‍ too much compared‌‍ to before?”

“Yes,⁠‍ in my past‌ life I crawled⁠ too much.”

Kim‌ XX had hit⁠⁠ rock bottom as‍⁠⁠ a human being.‌⁠‌ In the end,​‌‍ he was called⁠⁠⁠ the best swordsman⁠ in the country,‌‍ but to me‌⁠ that glory was​ empty.

What‍ Kim XX truly‌ longed for was⁠ not such a title.

“It‌ also feels strange​​ to me sometimes.”‌

A love without conditions.⁠ What he yearned‌⁠ for was familial‌ affection.

“…In‍ my past life‍‌‍ there was no‍⁠​ one who gave‌⁠​ me a feeling​​ like that.”

“……”‌

I smiled at him​‍ as if resigned,⁠​‍ and looked at‍ the boss.

“Boss?”‍‌

Then​⁠‌ I was surprised.‌

“You.”​‍‍

He‍⁠‌ had an expression⁠​​ so complex it​​ was hard to⁠‍ describe, as if​‍‍ his facial muscles​​​ had broken.

“Don’t‌ tell me… you‌ don’t remember?”

“…Excuse‍​‌ me? What do⁠⁠​ you mean?”

What⁠ on earth is‌ he talking about?‌​​

At⁠⁠ my natural reaction,‌ his black pupils​ dilated.

“Could​​ it be that⁠⁠ you…”

But⁠ then he immediately‌‍⁠ shook his head.‌

“No.​‍⁠ No, nothing.”

“Boss?”⁠‍⁠

“I’m‍‌⁠ tired. I’ll go​ in first to‍​ rest. You stay‍‌ a while with⁠​ your friend and⁠​​ come in later.”⁠‌

He‌​‌ turned his back‌‍ on me coldly.‍‌‌

And‌ at that moment,⁠ I saw it.‌‍‌

In‌⁠ that man’s once‍⁠ calm gaze appeared‍​ an overwhelming murderous‍​ instinct.

I could swear I had never seen⁠ such an expression.‍‍‍

‘…What⁠ was that?’

***‍​‌

Meanwhile,⁠ on the festival‌ grounds.

Inside⁠‌ the main building,‌ a bit removed​ from the bustle.⁠

While​⁠ a crowd enjoyed⁠ themselves outside, someone‍ observed in silence,​​ her cheek resting​‌‌ on her hand.‍

Chaerina.​⁠⁠

Her⁠⁠​ irises were black,‍ denoting an absence‌‌⁠ of emotion that‍ matched her current‌‍ expression.

The‌‌⁠ glow of lanterns‌‍‍ reflected in the⁠​‌ windows. Joaquin’s nocturnal‍ lights flowing over‌⁠ the glass.

Chaerina’s​⁠​ eyes swallowed all​ that light like‍⁠ a black hole,‍‌ returning nothing.

An‍⁠ absolute absence of​ emotion.

As​⁠ if she were​ someone who had‍‍⁠ never felt anything‍ in her life.​‌

Clack.‍

The‌ sliding door opened.​‌‌ A presence entered.⁠

Chaerina⁠ didn’t react.

“Even‌ if it’s a commemorative festival, are‌ you planning to‌⁠‌ spend the time‍ bored to death?”​‍

In​‍‌ the dark classroom,⁠​​ long white hair‌ swayed at hip‌​ length, imposing its⁠ presence alone.

Chaerina⁠ immediately knew whose‌ voice it was‍⁠‌ with just one⁠‍ glance.

“……”​‌​

“Well,​⁠‌ for you, who‌​ live in a constant hell, every⁠ day is a funeral festival, isn’t‌‌ it?”

It‌⁠​ was the saint⁠​‍ Yu Sein.

She⁠ stopped in front‍ of her, one‌‌‍ hand on her‌ waist.

“Don’t​‌ look so cold.⁠‌‍ I only came​⁠ to thank you.”‍‌‍

“I‌⁠ don’t need your‍ thanks.”

“How‍ cold.”

Yu​‌⁠ Sein dropped into​‍​ the chair across​​⁠ from her, rested⁠ her chin on‌​ the backrest, and‌⁠‌ looked at her.‌​

Chaerina⁠‍‌ frowned and stood⁠‌​ up right away.‍‌‌

“Hey.”⁠

Yu‍‍ Sein’s hand held⁠​ her.

“What​ do you think⁠​ you’re doing?”

Chaerina‌‌ looked at her​⁠‌ harshly.

Their‍⁠​ black gazes clashed⁠​ in the dimness​​ of the classroom.⁠

Yu‍‍ Sein pressed on.‍

“I’m​ not asking you​⁠ to pick sides⁠‍‌ or anything childish.​ I just don’t⁠​​ understand your behavior,‍​ Chaerina.”

“What⁠‍ do you mean?”⁠​⁠

“If‍‌ you’re the person‌​‌ I think, you‍‌‌ should share Kali‍⁠​ Yuga’s goal. And⁠​‍ yet, the one​ who stopped him⁠⁠‍ last time was⁠‌ you.”

Kali‍⁠ Yuga.

His​ plan was to⁠ take root in‌ humanity’s psyche with‍‍ Blessing of the​⁠‍ Apocalypse M 2nd​⁠⁠ and subjugate it.⁠

That​ grand plan was​‌ thwarted by Chaerina.‌‌‌

Her⁠​​ power was Hell.⁠‌ An authority capable⁠​ of superimposing another⁠​‍ world over the​⁠​ existing one. A superior version of‍⁠ Kali Yuga’s illusions,​‍⁠ with the difference​ that he had‍‍ more real combat​‍ strength.

Chaerina⁠⁠‌ could not face​⁠​ Kang Geom-Ma directly.‌ She wasn’t up‌ to par with​​ a rival who‌ had even managed⁠​‌ to temporarily match‌ the Heavenly Sword.‌​‍

Chaerina​‌ coldly brushed away‌‌ Yu Sein’s hand.‍‌

“It​‍‌ was a coincidence.”‍⁠

“There⁠⁠⁠ are no coincidences.”​‍

Yu‌​ Sein smiled wearily.⁠‌

“Under‍‌‌ the supervision of​ the Power of⁠ Suppression there are​⁠ no absolute coincidences.‍​‍ And you know‍‌ what they say—when​‍ coincidences repeat, they‍ become destiny.”

“Classes⁠⁠ are taken during‌ the day, that’s⁠‌​ enough.”

“I’m‍ not trying to⁠⁠‌ lecture you. I told you I came to thank​‍‌ you.”

Yu⁠⁠‍ Sein sighed and​ ruffled her hair.​​‍

“…I‍‌ know it doesn’t‌‌ fit the role‍⁠‌ assigned to me,‌‍‍ but in the​‍ end, I’m a saint. I thought⁠​ if you ever‌⁠ need help, maybe​​ I could do‌‌ something.”

“You?”⁠‌

“Yes,‌ me. Among those‌⁠ of us in‍⁠⁠ the same situation.”​⁠

“Same​‍‍ situation?”

Chaerina‌⁠‌ repeated the phrase‌​​ twice, as if‍‍‍ testing Yu Sein’s‌ patience.

She⁠‍‌ clenched her teeth​ in silence and‍ nodded.

“…You⁠⁠ and I arrived​‍‍ here through the‍ Power of Suppression.‍ So I think⁠ we should help‍ each other when‍‌ it’s difficult. Since​ Kali Yuga, I’m⁠⁠‍ sure you’re not⁠⁠⁠ our enemy.”

“You.”‍‍‍

Chaerina’s⁠⁠ eyes gleamed. At‍​ the same time,⁠ the pressure in‍‍ the air grew⁠ heavier.

Yu‌⁠⁠ Sein felt as​ if a giant⁠​ hand were crushing⁠ her.

“Don’t​‌ overdo it with​​ illusions.”

Her‍​‍ black hair floated,‌‍ and at the‍ tips appeared a reddish glow. Even‍‍ in the darkness,​‍ her presence was​‍ dominant. It was‌‍​ the power of⁠‍⁠ Hell.

“One,‌‌⁠ you are my⁠​‍ enemy.”

Chaerina‍⁠ took a step‌ forward.

“Two,‌ I came here‍‍ by my own‌ will, not by‍⁠‍ the Power of⁠‍ Suppression.”

She⁠‌​ countered point by⁠⁠​ point.

“And⁠‍⁠ above all, your⁠‌‍ arrogance in thinking⁠​⁠ we are in‌​ the same situation.”​⁠​

The⁠‍⁠ tip of her‍ fingers touched Yu‌‌⁠ Sein’s forehead.

“You‌‌‌ will feel it⁠ yourself.”

“……!”⁠​

Yu⁠ Sein’s mind sank.⁠

■■,‍⁠​ I promise you.​​ Someday ■■ for​ real.

■■,‍​⁠ trust and wait‍ for me. Even​‍ if it hurts,​‌ I will endure‍ it. If you​‌⁠ wait a little‌ longer, ■■ we​⁠ can.

■■,​⁠ it hurts so‍‌‍ much… ■■■. I don’t think my‌‍⁠ body can ■■.⁠‍​

■■,⁠‌‌ I lack so‌‍‍ much ■. I can’t hold on‌‌ ■■■.

■■,‍‌​ if I go‌ on like this⁠ ■ ■■ will​ ■■.

Don’t⁠⁠ leave me alone.‍​‌

You​⁠ promised to return…‍

……​

………‌​

……….⁠​

A broken voice came‌‌ from Yu Sein’s‍​⁠ throat.

“If‍‌ it’s going to⁠‌ be like this…‌⁠‌ better ■■ at⁠ once.”

Haaah!​

Yu‍ Sein exhaled the‍ air she had⁠⁠ been holding back.‌‌

“Haa,​​‌ haa…”

With​ both hands she‍‍ grabbed her neck.‌ Cold sweat dripped⁠ down the lines‌‌​ of her palms.‌

The‍‌‌ sacred power managed‍​​ to bring back‌ her superficial consciousness.⁠

‘If‍‌⁠ not for that…’‌‍

Just‌‍‌ imagining it was‌ terrible.

Yu‍ Sein touched her⁠⁠​ face again and​ again as if‍⁠‍ scratching it, using‍⁠ her nails to​‍‍ cling to reality.‌​‌

In⁠ just seconds she​​ had experienced mental‌‍⁠ death and then⁠ returned.

I don’t want to⁠ go back there.​

I don’t want to​‍ go through that‌‍ again.

The​ heap of negative‍‌‌ emotions made her⁠​ lungs burn. She‌‍ couldn’t understand exactly‌​​ what had caused‌⁠ it, since the​ scenes and phrases​⁠​ appeared fragmented, like​ shattered pieces.

The​ only sure thing⁠‌‌ was that this​​‌ could not be‍ a “demonic mind”​‌ endured by such​⁠‌ a fragile girl.‌

The​⁠‌ worst kind of⁠‌‌ pain is commonly‍ called a burning‍‍​ scorch. Not in⁠⁠‌ vain the “hwa​⁠‌ (火, fire)” in⁠⁠​ juhwaipma meant precisely⁠⁠⁠ fire.

And⁠‌⁠ yet, Chaerina lived​ with a pain‌⁠ that was like‌ twice that, permanently.​

Just​ by breathing it⁠​⁠ felt as if‍‌ a sharp knife⁠ cut her skin.‍⁠⁠ Though her insides​‍ were dry and⁠‍ withered, Yu Sein’s​​ eyes grew moist.‍

“…Huh?”‌‌

Her‍‍‌ eyelids burned.

When​‍⁠ she brought her​‌‍ fingers to the‍ corner of her⁠ eyes, she found‌ a liquid.

Tears.​

“W-what…?”⁠

Yu⁠ Sein had lost​ her emotions upon‌‌ reincarnation. That was⁠ the trait distinguishing‌​⁠ her from someone​ like Kang Geom-Ma,​​ the possessed, or‍​​ Balor Joaquin, the​‌⁠ one who returned‍‌ endlessly.

Yu‍ Sein was an​ instrument to maintain‍‍‍ the order of​​‌ the world under⁠‌ the Miracle Blessing‍⁠‍ M.

Emotions​ were an obstacle​⁠‍ to that mission.​

And‌‌ yet.

“Why?‍​ Why won’t they‍‍ stop?”

She‍‌‌ rubbed her eyes‌ with her fists,‌ so hard they‌ burned. But the‍ shining liquid kept​ falling, dripping down​⁠ to her elbows.⁠‌‌

“…What⁠ kind of life…?”​⁠

Yu​ Sein raised her​ gaze.

In‌ her blurred vision‍‌ the only thing‍ reflected was the‌​ classroom. Chaerina had‍⁠ already disappeared without‌ leaving a trace.⁠⁠

A sepulchral silence.

Yu⁠​ Sein went over‌‌‍ the nature of‍‌ that emotion dominating⁠ her.

And‍ soon understood.

That‍ bitter feeling was.​‌

Love.‍​

An⁠⁠ infinite love for‌⁠ someone.

A love that transcended‌‌‌ eras, spaces, and⁠‍⁠ even universes.

– First love.

***​⁠⁠

Three‌​‌ days had passed‌ since the commemorative​‌⁠ festival ended.

“Haa…”⁠​

Abel⁠ had more and‍ more worries.

‘…I’m⁠⁠ unsettled.’

Her‌‍ married life had‍‌ been fairly stable.‌‍​

Kang​‌ Geom-Ma, of course,​ and even Ryozo,‌⁠​ delicate as her​​ position was, had​ always made things‌​‍ easier for her.‌‍

‘Though​⁠ sometimes I feel⁠ less capable because‍‍ of how talented‌‍ Ryozo is.’

At​‍⁠ the start of⁠ the marriage, Abel‍ often suffered from‌ inferiority complexes. Kang​ Geom-Ma and Ryozo⁠ were known since‌ their student days‍ as a celebrated⁠ couple, and she‌‌ seemed to have⁠⁠ slipped between the‍‍‍ two of them.‌

In‍​ the background was​‌ the warm affection‌‍​ of Kang Geom-Ma,‍ but the public‍⁠‌ didn’t know that.‍⁠

Those‍‌​ were difficult years.‌‍

However,⁠​⁠ Kang Geom-Ma never​‍ stopped supporting her.‌ Thanks to that,‍‍ Abel climbed out‍‌ of the swamp​ and found her‍‌‍ own role.

Dominating‍⁠​ society.

In‌​‌ just three years,‌ she placed herself⁠‌ at the center⁠‌ of the nobility‌ and took advantage​​ of that radiance.​

She​‌ reduced the number​⁠ of arrows aimed​​ at Kang Geom-Ma‍​ and allowed Ryozo​ to concentrate on‍ directing the Joaquin⁠⁠ Academy.

She​​ was satisfied.

Kang‍ Geom-Ma treated Ryozo​​ and Abel without‍ emotional distinction. Even​ if on “odd‍​ days” Abel felt‌ jealous without reason,‍‌⁠ just seeing his‍⁠ face the next‍‍⁠ day melted everything​⁠‍ away like snow.‍‍

It‍ was a life⁠​‌ of peace, without‌ major upheavals for⁠ ten years.

Until⁠‌‍ Rachel introduced the​​​ dissonance.

“Lady​ Abel!”

“…Rachel.”‍‌

“Today‍ my father didn’t‍​⁠ say anything when⁠‌ I greeted him,‍‌‌ don’t you think?⁠ Isn’t that practically‍ an approval?!”

To‍ say something like‌⁠ that with such​​‌ confidence in front​⁠ of the current⁠‍ wife?

She⁠​​ wanted to scold⁠​‌ her, but Rachel’s​⁠​ innocent joy disarmed​ any attempt.

‘Am​‍ I not the‌ normal one here?‌‌ She’s the weird‍ one!’

‘Although…’‌

Abel​ glanced at her⁠‌⁠ sideways as they‍ walked down the‌‍ hallway.

‘I‌​ can’t get that​ look Rachel had‌‌ that day out‌ of my head.’‍⁠

She‌‍‌ had known her‍ a long time,‌⁠⁠ even from before​ Joaquin Academy.

But​⁠‍ Rachel didn’t start‌ really bothering until​‍ they entered the⁠​ sacred class.

‘And​​ even so, I still don’t understand​ her well.’

Rachel⁠⁠​ was transparent.

Unable⁠ to lie.

Her⁠ subconscious and conscious⁠ were hardly distinguishable.‌‌

‘On​​⁠ the other hand,‍‍‌ when she doesn’t⁠ want to say​⁠​ something, she never‍⁠‌ says it.’

There‍‌⁠ had only been​‌‍ two moments when‌​ Rachel truly showed‍‌ what she thought.​⁠

The​⁠​ first was that‍ day she told‌‍ Abel: “I can’t‍‌⁠ yield Kang Geom-Ma.”⁠

The‌ second was relatively‍‍‌ recently, when she‍ cared for the‌⁠⁠ fainted Kang Geom-Ma,‌⁠⁠ with his head​‌‌ resting on her‍ lap.

That‌⁠⁠ left Abel with‌ her heart squeezed​ tight.

‘…What‍⁠ are you really​‍ thinking?’

Rachel​‍ cheerfully walked beside​⁠​ her. The two‍⁠ were headed to‍ the director’s office.‌‍‍ Kang Geom-Ma had‍​​ summoned them urgently.‌

‘When⁠ all this is⁠‌‍ over, I’ll have‌‌ to talk to​ her privately.’

Abel​​ convinced herself internally‍​ and nodded.

Knock‌ knock.

After​​ a couple of‍ knocks, they entered⁠ the director’s office.​

“Eh?”⁠‍⁠

There‍​ was an unexpected⁠‍ visitor.

“Long⁠⁠ time.”

It‌ was Knox Auditore.‌⁠​

‘He⁠ looks awful…’

The⁠⁠ worry was clearly‍‍ reflected in his⁠⁠⁠ expression. Even his​‌ voice was dim.​‌​

Abel​⁠ and Rachel took⁠‌‌ seats on the⁠ free sofas.

“Uh-huh.”​‍​

“It’s‍​⁠ not cramped, right?”‍‌​

“Nyahaha.”⁠​

Despite‍‍​ the comical scene,⁠‌ Knox was gloomy.⁠‍⁠

Feeling​ the heavy atmosphere,⁠​⁠ Abel and Rachel‍‌‌ put on serious‌‍​ faces.

Kang⁠​ Geom-Ma pointed at‍‌‍ him with his‌‍ chin.

“Now,⁠ say it.”

“…Uh.”‌‌

Knox‍‌‌ opened his mouth​‍ with difficulty.

“I​​‌ beg you, even​⁠ if it’s shameful.”​‍​

“What⁠ is it?”

“Money…”‍‌‌

“Money?”‍‍

Knox‍‍ looked as if⁠‌ he were at‌​​ death’s door.

“…Could‍ you lend me​‌ money?”

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