A few seconds later, they saw an elderly man with a wrinkly face, tan round-rimmed glasses, and a black wool hat appear on the screen.
He had a calm expression but there was a sharp look in his eyes, making it seem like he had a faint dominating presence.
âHello⊠Zhao-san,â Mika spoke to the computer screen.
âYou can just call me Grandpa Zhao,â Zhao Guanlou told her.
âGrandpa Zhao⊠right?â
The elderly man nodded as he looked at Mika. His expression suddenly became gentler.
âMika, how old are you now?â
âI⊠Iâm sixteen years old.â
âSixteen⊠back when I first met Akiya, he wasnât even sixteen yet⊠and yet time passes so quickly. His daughter is sixteen years old already.â Zhao Guanlou sighed.
âGrandpa ZhaoâŠâ Mika didnât know what she should say to this elderly man reminiscing about his memories.
A period of silence fell between them.
âAre there others with you?â Zhao Guanlou asked after he finished reminiscing.
ââŠYes.â Mika glanced at Seiji and Natsuya who were beside her.
âAsk them to leave, or go to a place where our conversation canât be heard by others.â
âThis⊠why?â
âBecause I wish to speak to you alone, without anyone else listening,â Zhao Guanlou said in a serious tone.
Hearing this, Mika could only turn to Seiji and Natsuya and ask for their understanding.
âYou can use one of the guest rooms, then.â Natsuya led Mika to a room and closed the door after her as she herself exited.
Natsuya returned to the living room to see that Seiji was refilling their tea.
âZhao-san probably wants to tell Uehara-san some secret⊠are you curious about it?â
âOf course Iâm curious.â
âI can use a spell to eavesdrop on their conversation.â
âThereâs no need for that.â
Seiji and Natsuya exchanged glances and both smiled.
âHow was your day with Fujihara-san?â Natsuya changed the conversation topic as she sat down.
âPretty funâŠâ Seiji recalled the matter of the cosplay photographs, revealing a subtle expression.
âDid something happen?â Natsuya noticed the change in his expression.
Seiji looked towards her as the expression on his face became even subtler.
âNatsuya⊠Kanna gave you my cosplay photographs, right?â
The presidentâs expression froze slightly.
âY-yeah, Fujihara-san sent your pictures over to me. I think that you look quite good⊠you did a good job cosplaying.â Natsuya averted her gaze and obviously had a slightly guilty conscience.
âShe also gave me your pictures,â Seiji said as he looked directly at her.
The presidentâs body went completely stiff.
A moment of silence fell between them.
Then, she slowly turned to look at him. The expression on her face was⊠incredibly difficult to describe!
Seiji truly didnât know what words he could use to describe her current expression. If he had to force himself to describe it, she seemed like she had just smashed her head into a wall and received brain damage, together with the emotions of shock, surprise, confusion, panic, and so on.
The presidentâs face gradually began to redden after she realized what she heard.
âThat⊠those⊠she⊠thoseâŠâ She kept stuttering with a red face, wanting to say something but not saying it clearly.
âI think that they looked wonderful. You looked great as Freya, and it was an excellent cosplay,â Seiji told her sincerely.
âAhhh!â
Natsuya suddenly covered her face as she panickily screamed in her mind.
âI⊠He actually saw the way I looked when wearing such a sexy lace dress!?
âFujihara-san! Didnât you promise me that you wouldnât show my photos to others!? You⊠actually betrayed me!!â
Natsuya felt that she had been betrayed.
However, she wasnât angry⊠Currently, she was only filled with embarrassment. She was even surprised at herself that she wasnât at all angry at Kanna Fujihara who had broken their agreement.
That was because she perceived why Kanna had done such a thing.
Although she understood, she still couldnât accept it so easily.
That was why she still needed to vent! Although she wasnât able to get angry right now, she would definitely make Kanna pay for it later!!
Seiji felt that Natsuya appeared quite cute when she embarrassedly covered her face with her hands.
Would it be alright to secretly take a picture of this?
ââŠLetâs not do such a thing.â He restrained himself from giving in to his impulse.
Suddenly, he felt embarrassment wash over him again as he recalled what happened earlier today!
âJust what did I do!!!â
He actually cosplayed as a female character in public in front of everyone! Although the character was a female who disguised herself as male, she was still a female character and those clothes had a few female elements to them!!
âMy cosplay as a âfemaleâ was taken pictures of by so many people!!!â
It felt as if all his earlier repressed embarrassment had suddenly exploded⊠Seijiâs face reddened as well as he covered his face with his hands, losing himself to the embarrassment that was difficult for him to accept.
A moment of silence fell between them.
Natsuya felt that it was rather strange how she didnât hear Seiji say anything else for a while.
She opened her eyes and peeked between her fingers, only to see that he had the exact same pose as her!
Natsuya was rendered speechless.
What was going on here?
Seeing how he was, confusion replaced her embarrassment and helped her to calm down.
âEr⊠Whatâs the matter, Seiji?â
ââŠI finally realized how embarrassing my cosplay was just now⊠please donât speak to me for the time beingâŠâ Seiji said in a listless tone of voice.
It took Natsuya a few seconds to understand what he meant by that, but then she giggled.
âYou did a great job cosplaying a female character. I think it looked great on you,â she told him sincerely.
âWahhhhh!â Seiji received a critical hit to his mental state and made a strange sound.
âFor a boy to look so excellent as a girl, isnât that called a âtrap?'â
âIâm not!!!â Seiji received yet another critical hit as he began shaking his head.
âI shall view those pictures of you as a precious memory to me.â
âNo!!!â Seiji received a third critical hit in a row and collapsed as he pitifully wailed.
Natsuya couldnât stop her own laughter.
She felt that the current him was quite cute and silly.
The cool him, the gentle him, the cute him⊠she liked all parts of him.
âI didnât want to cosplay as a female character of my own volition⊠Iâm no trap⊠Iâm no veteran at wearing female clothingâŠâ
Seiji who had collapsed on the sofa was struggling with his mental damage.
What he didnât know was that the president was currently looking at him with an incredibly beautiful and gentle smile.
In the guest room.
The laptop computer screen in front of Mika turned pitch-black, then returned to a normal desktop screen.
Her conversation had just ended.
She didnât get up. Instead, she quietly sat on a chair as she slowly lifted her head to look at the ceiling.
âTo become strongerâŠâ she muttered to herself.
That was Grandpa Zhaoâs wish of her.
Either in love, her hobbies, or her Spiritual Power, she needed to grow, which also meant becoming stronger.
It wasnât a question of whether or not she could do it. She had to do it.