"..."

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

why are you

any of your

her sharp

forget,

"Forget what?"

she was suppressing herself from

you owe

"…"

still looked angry, her mouth couldn't help but shut. She was at a loss for words. No matter

and

guess your life is only worth that much...fair

"Ghhh...fine!"

corner, Emma could only angrily stomp her feet on the

like Amanda didn't like to owe others favors, and thus after I reminded her of the fact that I had saved her life, she could only lower her

you want to

inwardly, once

are you taking

and intrusive, there was a

Emma was rich.

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

take the

would be allowed to take a train to the Lock. Moreover, as I looked around her, she didn't have any bodyguards

that her father

if my hunch was correct,

and my uncle told me

."I see..."

As I suspected.

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

'Uncle told me to take the train back to the

detail, I already knew who her uncle

Theodore Roshfield.

in the Roshfield household, and

antagonist of the Emma route. The route which causes

till a further two months from now. A month after

the timeline

help but once again realize that the plotline had

real question this time

something beyond my grasp manipulating the story

one who sent me to

was their goal, and

of the train ride, I sat in my seat immersed in my own thoughts. Completely forgetting about

...

you looking

was

looking through a stack of files. As he read through the files, his eyes couldn't help but wander towards

channel was

the Northern district, Sword of Light and Luxious, two major 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 has to do with the heirs

"…so it was you"

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

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