What happened?
The next thing I knew, I was in a medical room. Naturally, I'd be in my room, but if I were here, it's possible that the exam did a lot of damage to me. Even though I hadn't opened my eyes, I could hear the beep of the mechanism utilized in hospitals; after all, it's the only thing that rings in my ears. My breathing was also aided by an oxygen tank.
My body was sore. I couldn't even move my body properly. Thus, opening my eyes wasn't even a problem. It was strange when I discovered my left eye could only see blackness.
When I tried to recall what had happened during the examination, my head simply responded by beating with a slight intense ache. fainted, and the sight was hazy. Despite this, I'm fairly certain that I did not commit the murder. That man must be still alive.
Then once again. I fell into deep thoughts. What could've happened in that exam?
Besides, I had that strange dream. It was about the boy, who was devastated to say his final goodbye to me. No matter how hard I think about it, all it leads to is the realization that I have failed myself and him. I wasn't able to fully protect him.
Despite the fact that I want him to live. I was unable to save him in the end. My arrogance contributed to his demise. I let that young child perish at the hands of that human.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The scenario was almost similar to what occurred to my family. If I took a step forward if I drew them closer to me. They will remain by my side, at least for the sake of my mother. Then I'd never wind up here in the first place.
If only I had made the first move.
"Oh! "I'm glad to see you've finally awoken." A voice appeared out of nowhere. If I explain it. The voice seemed like it came from someone younger than me. But this is the same voice I heard during the exam. 'That's enough.'
This time, however, the voice sounded like it came from a child, fun and carefree.
I wanted to see who it was, but my head was having trouble moving around.
"...Hm? Oh! Do you want to see me? Here I am!" Thus, this boy helped me by crawling into my hospital bed. When I was able to get a better look at him. I immediately knew him; he is the white ghost who thwarted my vengeance.
(Flashback)
"That's enough..."
"...?"
Someone has to interfere with me. I flicked a glance where I saw the white ghost making his way to the direction where I'm currently standing.
Now that I think about it. If this boy was the one who ordered to kill the kid, it'd make sense if he suddenly meddles here and now. Wanting to save the person he ordered.
Yes. It indeed makes sense.
Then it's futile that I'm lashing out at the wrong person all this time. The real killer here was none other than this boy, he may appear frail, but if he is a member of the council, there is no mistake about it. He could be powerful in some way. Hence, that is not a sufficient excuse to come to a halt and tremble in terror. If it was my destiny to die on this boy's hand, then so be it.
I turned over for him. Instead of being nervous, I didn't feel anything much. Perhaps, it's because of the anger that screams inside me. But this emotion is perfect, calm outside but my inside was full of killing intent.
I didn't intend to assault the white ghost, but my body moved against my will as if it had its own spirit. A piece of Eis was tossed right in front of him as he walked ahead. The shocking part was when I appeared right in front of him without even knowing myself.
"I-i can do such a thing?"
I paused and doubted myself. It was basically teleportation, but this is my first time seeing it for myself.
"Heh... that move just now... I've never seen that kind of Artes before."
Surprisingly, this white ghost sounded amazed.
I cleared my thoughts. It won't help me if I think about that skill right now.
"Did you order to kill him?"
"...why do you want to know?"
"It's only natural for me of wanting it to know. He is my comrade!"
I find a chuckle on his face. It was very insulting.
"Comrade?
...you don't need them. Don't you know? Having a comrade will only make you weak! That's why you're so weak now! See what happened? He is dead because he was weak, and now his weakness is cloaking you."
"He was not weak, you shithead!"
Due to the pressure and tension of his words. I couldn't stop myself from moving my Eis toward his delicate skin, he received a scratch on his cheek, and even the blood was now visible to see.
"Young Master! She's not in her right mind! Please come back here!"
People—No, his servants are trying to convince him to retreat yet this boy was only smiling right before with no signs of fear. He even licked the blood that ran over his face with such an entertaining expression.
What's wrong with him?
Hm. That's not it. He talked like that; he is one of the masterminds of killing the young boy. There's no forgiveness for him or for everyone who's involved with it. I'll make sure that this boy will pay for his sin in the depth of the abyss.
He is an enemy. Enemies must be executed. I've broadened my palm to create a sword Eis.
"Hmm? Are you going to kill me?"
"That's right."
"Then I would like to see it for myself."
"You...! You're really begging for your death? Then be my guess!"
I got a grip on my sword, and when I do. I noticed the smirks on his face, which added to my insecurity. Like trying to taunt me, he asked for it so I mustn't become a disappointment for him.
"Young Master!" A loud scream echoed from the servants who were worried about him.
Although everything was fainting to my eyes. My whole consciousness was fading into the darkness.
I'm sure I got him...Did I not?
(End of flashback)
I removed the mask that was supporting my air. Then the next thing I did was to question him.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm just checking on you...
...Uhm, no. I think I'm the only one who's taking care of you. My servants were so afraid that they think if you woke up, you'll throw a tantrum. Ahaha. That's why I'm here."
He sat on the other side of the bed, still having a glance at me.
"I think my servant overdid the last attack you received. Look what'd happened to your left eye. I hope he won't do it next time."
What the...?
He sounds like he was giving me a warning. No, it's not sound, but he is reprimanding me about what may happen to me if I attack him in the future. I'm amazed, the boldness of going here is pretty risky. However, he might also be aware that my situation was not in perfect shape to commence an assault.
Come to think of it. He said I got attacked by his servant, but I can't recall which one. Who could it be? There were a lot of his servants at that time, why can't I remember?
"...uhh, and I'm here because I want to hear your apology."
"My... apology?"
"Hm. First, you put this scratch on my face!" he pointed at his cheek that had the wound. "Secondly, you nearly killed me for no exact reason." now he pouted like a small brat.
"Third, I saved you from getting punished.
.... Well, the third was pretty much hoping you say 'Thank you'. Thanks to me they only put a light punishment for you."
"Why would I be getting a punishment? I only did that because he killed that kid. It should only be fair to take his life."
"But you didn't. You went straight at me."
That's pretty much considerable. You jumped ahead to beg for your own death, I thought if I could kill you then my revenge is all good. Yet, I failed to take your life.
"I know you didn't want to hurt me. You were just out of your mind because of revenge. Alright, you'll get discharged in a few days. You need to go to the President's office by then. He'll give you your card and your graduation certificate. After all, you missed the graduation ceremony."
He hopped off the bed. Well, I didn't feel much tension in our conversation. Despite knowing that I was after his life, he approached me without hesitation. But it doesn't really make sense when he came to stop me from killing that person.
"What else do you want from me? Surely, you didn't just come here to say all of this."
"Nah, you're not listening, aren't you? I've taken care of you."
"Like I would believe that!"
"...And I'm still waiting for your apology and gratitude. If you don't want to say it now, you can write it in a letter. Just like... whoah, yeah! Then it'll be like I'm receiving a love letter from you!"
"What a perverted kid! Don't you know I'm much older than you?!"
"Who cares? When it comes to love, age doesn't matter!"
"Go away pervert!"
I threw the pillow at him. "What a brute old lady! Anyways, I'm going." he was about to go when he gave me a glance once more, "Ah...
.
.
...About your Artes. It has been stripped away from you."
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"What!?"