The Author's POV

Chapter 96

"..."

Well, I somehow managed to recover from the mental damage I received earlier

...but as if the fact that my little sister couldn't pronounce my name was enough—I suddenly found myself on the same train as Emma.

Yeah.

Emma Roshfield, one of the main protagonists and daughter of the Mayor of Ashton city.

Sigh.

To make things worse, she was now sitting next to me with both of her eyes closed. Seemingly asleep.

It felt as if I was sitting on needles.

"...Huuuuuam"

"shut up"

An hour into the train ride, I couldn't help but yawn. But to Emma, who was sitting next to me, my seemingly quiet yawn instantly caused a reaction from her

The reason for her outburst was most likely due to the fact that she was looking for an excuse to pick a fight with me from the very beginning.

...and as soon as she saw the opportunity, she shot back at me.

I guess she still held a grudge against me for what I did to Jin...couldn't blame her though. I'd show a similar reaction if I found one of my friends suddenly being held by the throat. Not that I had any...mhhh maybe Smallsnake, but in all honesty I'd probably laugh first.

Briefly glancing at her, rolling my eyes I retorted.

"What?"

"That's your eighth yawn"

"You counted?"

Who in the world would count how many times someone yawned? That's not normal.

"I can tell what you're thinking. No. I don't have the habit of counting when someone yawns...but it's different when every time you yawn you stretch and nudge all the way over to my side"

Ah.

Make sense.

That indeed sounded like something I would do.

"Sorry"

"...you should be"

Since I was in the wrong, I rightfully apologized. But after hearing her response, I started regretting it.

In the end, I didn't say anything else and just leaned back on my chair. Wasn't worth the hassle...that was my original train of thought, however, as the train ride continued, I couldn't help but frown.

Noticing my change in attitude, Emma angrily asked

"...what?"

planned to ignore her and wait for the train to smoothly arrive at the Lock after noticing her grumpy mood, but a thought suddenly occurred to me. Glancing at

are you taking the

that any

by her sharp

forget, did

"Forget what?"

she spoke, each of her words was covered in thorns. Almost as if she was suppressing herself from lashing out at me. Pretending to be oblivious to it,

you owe

"…"

help but shut. She was at a loss for words. No matter how much she wanted to rebuke, no words came out of her

that and this

guess your life is only worth

"Ghhh...fine!"

only angrily stomp her feet

I reminded her of the fact that I had saved her life, she

you want to

once

you

seemed random and intrusive, there was a very

Emma was rich.

filthy rich. So rich that she could probably buy

didn't have to take the train to get to the

fact. Considering how doting her father was, there was no way that she would be allowed to take a train to the Lock. Moreover, as I looked around her, she didn't have any bodyguards around protecting

was something that her father

if my hunch was correct, this

my father is currently not in Ashton city and my uncle told me to

."I see..."

As I suspected.

of what she said, my ears

'Uncle told me to take the train back to the

didn't go into detail, I already knew who her

Theodore Roshfield.

in the Roshfield

main antagonist of the Emma route. The route which causes her to fall in

this event, according to my calculations, shouldn't have started till a further two months from now. A month after

the timeline

I couldn't help but once again realize that the plotline had

real question this time

fault or was something beyond my grasp manipulating the

perhaps be the one who sent me to

was their goal, and

seat immersed in my own

...

why are you looking at

I was

a rundown apartment, a young boy was carefully looking through a stack of files. As he read through the files, his eyes couldn't help but wander towards the

channel was

officially declared a guild war against Bull's Wrath. Although the reason for the sudden war is unknown, sources say that it has to do with the heirs of both

"…so it was you"

looking like that of a twelve-year-old, his eyes

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