The Author's POV

The air around the room was tense. It felt suffocating. Almost as if I was stuck inside of a cramped room with no room to breathe.

The reason for such atmosphere?

Quietly sitting on my chair, a stunningly beautiful young girl with glossy black hair and porcelain white skin devoid of any imperfections, was curiously looking around my room.

Amanda stern.

Someone who I had never thought of interacting with privately.

Seeing her sit on my seat as if it was the most natural thing to do, my eyebrows twitched.

Just what did I do to deserve this?

...no, I knew why, I just wanted to deny reality.

Sighing, I spoke up to try to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Would you like green tea or water?"

Hearing my voice, Amanda's eyes paused on my face for a couple of seconds and after a short pause she said

"...green tea"

"Alright"

Heading to where my teapot was stashed, I took it out and poured steaming hot water into the pot.

After a couple of seconds, I took a bag filled with tea leaves and gently threw them into the pot.

While waiting for the tea to be ready, I turned around and noticed Amanda's obsidian black eyes staring at me.

Taken aback by her odd behavior, I asked

"...Need something?"

Hearing my voice and seeing that I had caught her red-handed, Amanda looked to the side and acted as if nothing happened as she lightly murmured.

"...Nothing"

Smiling, I looked back at the teapot.

What do you mean nothing? You were obviously staring at me!

Even a blind person could tell you were looking at me.

Pinching my brows, I decided to think about this in a positive way.

From the looks of things, it at least seemed that she had no hard feelings against me. Since I knew her personality well, I knew that if she were to have had a grudge against me, she would've avoided me at all costs.

Treating me as if I was nonexistent.

Seeing how she had actively come looking for me, I knew that she didn't hold what happened against me.

...so what did she come here for?

There was definitely a reason for her visit. I sort of had a hunch on what it was, but I wasn't too sure.

Most likely, she came to express her gratitude for saving her.

If so, I better get this over with fast. If someone found out 'the Amanda Stern' who was the talk of the academy was having a private meeting with a boy in his own room, I wouldn't even know how I died.

The fact that she was in my room meant that my life was in danger.

Sigh.

Just when I thought things weren't going to become more troublesome suddenly a new troublesome situation arose.

Looking at the water in the teapot that had started turning murky brown, I carefully removed the teapot from the heater and poured the tea into two porcelain teacups.

Walking back to where Amanda was seated, I handed the steaming hot teacup to her and sat in front of her.

"Thank you"

Taking the teacup with both hands, Amanda gently blew on the cup and took a sip.

Closing her eyes and savoring the taste of the tea, Amanda nodded slightly said

"...it's good"

"Thank you"

had a slightly bitter aftertaste that even after a couple of seconds lingered at the tip of my tongue. It was

you want to talk

time drinking tea, I decided to get

teacup down, Amanda's indifferent face stared

"...Thank you"

Frowning slightly, I said

"For what?"

"For saving me"

I leaned back on my

don't ever recall

"Yo-.."

about to answer, I

seems like you forgot what I had

'..forget what you saw'

what I had said, Amanda remained quiet for a little bit. Her brows continuously knit

"I can't do that..."

I placed my teacup down. Her

looking back at me, I thought for a

you're really sorry then give me some

Amanda

visibly relieved

"Okay"

her phone, she quickly went to her bank

like this, I couldn't help but bitterly

was

disliked owing

than herself. No, it was more like she only trusted herself and herself

owed so that she

million

U?

apathetically, but as soon as I processed what she had said, I almost spat all

did

me who had just stood up and was looking at her with wide eyes, Amanda

million, not

do you mean that's not

my hand, I immediately shut

second generation kids treating money

"...so 5 million okay?"

"Sigh, hold on"

back on my

me. With that much money, I could pretty much solve the problem of finding a

an idea

I ask for something

room temperature dropped and

that she was probably misunderstanding something, I quickly followed up by

I am not asking for any dates or anything

brows relaxed. Nodding her head

"...Okay"

relief, I

get me a sword

"A sword art?"

aback by my request,

was confused by her reaction, but remembering what had happened

for something to disguise my main sword

"oh"

understood

like that, I knew she still had a misconception about my strength. In the end, I said nothing. I

no matter how much I'll try to solve the misunderstanding, chances were that she wouldn't

didn't really matter if she misunderstood or not. At the end of the day, she wasn't the

wasn't a blabbermouth. Meaning that my secret was pretty

type of sword art

for a

like a sword art that primarily focused

for a second, Amanda pondered for

"How many stars?"

around 5 million U, I guess something that

bit, Amanda scrolled through her

me

holographic function on the phone, a long list

what I got from the criteria

mouth twitched. If I

daughter of the guild master of the number one guild in the human domain

to an immeasurable amount of resources and manuals that would cause anyone to turn green