"..."

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

why are you

any of

unbothered by her sharp response, I

forget,

"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

owe

"…"

looked angry, her mouth couldn't help but shut. She was at a loss for words. No matter how much she wanted to rebuke, no words came out of

that and this

your life is only

"Ghhh...fine!"

the corner, Emma could only angrily stomp her

of the fact that I had saved her life, she could only lower her

do you want to

inwardly, once again, I

you

my question seemed random and intrusive, there was a

Emma was rich.

filthy rich. So rich that she could probably buy my parent's guild a hundred times over with her

meant that she didn't have to take the train to

was, there was no way that she would be allowed to take a train to the Lock. Moreover, as I looked around

was something that her father

my hunch was correct, this

city and my uncle told me to take the train

."I see..."

As I suspected.

I ignored most of what she said, my ears picked up an important

not in Ashton city' and 'Uncle told me to take the train back

didn't go into detail, I already

Theodore Roshfield.

second in command in the Roshfield household,

The route which causes her to fall in

have started till a further two months from now. A month after the

the timeline

again

question this

my fault or was something beyond my grasp

it perhaps be the one who sent me to

what was their

in my seat immersed in my own thoughts. Completely

...

why are you

I was

was carefully looking through a stack of files. As he read through the

news channel was

gold-graded guilds, have officially declared a guild war against Bull's Wrath. Although the reason for the sudden war is unknown, sources say that it

"…so it was you"

looking like that of a twelve-year-old, his eyes and expression had no resemblance to that of a

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