Shael nodded in agreement with my words. The villainess was surprisingly easy to fool. Did she really think she could win? I think it was because I had complimented her swordsmanship, saying that she was excellent, and gave her unfounded confidence. As expected, I can use my praise as a powerful weapon against the villainess.
Whoop hooâŠ
Heh, I wasnât even ready yet. Shael really just swung her sword, not paying attention to my situation. Of course, the sword never reached me. It was the same for the following swings. When she swung her sword, I dodged. After repeating this for a dozen more times, we reached the time limit before I knew it.
âTwenty minutes have passed, Shael.â
ââŠâ
The villainess silently approached me. It was time for her to take the punishment.
âIt may hurt a little.â
âDonât talk nonsense, do it quickly!â
I punished her as she wished.
âJooh⊠that hurt so much!â
Shael resentfully complained to me. But so what? It was already spilled water. She accepted the bet and lost.
âThere is still one left.â
ââŠâ
A louder sound than before was heard, and Shael glared at me while holding her forehead.
ââŠâ
âThe sound is quite clear.â
âHaah⊠what?â
It wasnât a compliment.
âI meant that it seemed like there was nothing in your head.â
âLetâs do it again.â
Shael said indignantly. Do you want to fight again?
âHow about three flicks this time?â
I suggested to Shael, and she nodded her head without even thinking about it. Shael probably thought that she would win this time. I didnât think she would accept it, to be honest. It was quite a mystery how the villainessâ mind worked. So, the sparring between Shael and I began again.
âHa!â
The result was obvious. Shael was defeated again. She covered her forehead and glared at me. She was giving me silent pressure, implying that she would kill me if I hit her hard. Of course, I couldnât just let her have her way. Shael glared at me as she rubbed her forehead. I felt sorry for her, but I still wasnât going to let her be.
âWhat are you doing? We still have one more left.â
âAhâŠâ
âAaagh!â
****
After practicing the swordsmanship, Shael followed Eran to her own room.
âAh, my forehead is still sore. How is it possible to make it hurt so much with only one flick?â
âLooks like Iâm going to have a hole in my forehead because of someone.â
âThatâs true. Itâs a pity.â
ââŠâ
Shael vowed to sharpen her swordsmanship and win next time. The reason why she was able to make this resolution was also thanks to the fact that she really enjoyed learning swordsmanship. It was surprisingly not bad. âI donât know why. Is it because I might one day be able to cra*ck that guyâs forehead?â
She didnât really know. All she could tell was that she enjoyed swordsmanship.
Otherwise, there was no way her forehead would still be so sore.
âWould you like to get hit with a proper flick?â
ââŠâ
The villainess had no choice but to give in to Eranâs threats. But she had lots of time to get revenge in the future. She thought of the âHeavy Pollenâ she had bought at the auction house. Heavy Pollen was something that made the body heavy.
Todayâs incident was just a ruse to draw Eranâs attention. So, she would definitely be able to win next time.
While Shael thought about that, she silently walked alongside Eran.
They were walking from the Azbel familyâs training ground to the Azbel familyâs mansion. It was quite a distance. At the moment, Shael and Eran were on the path with flowers on both sides. It was also her favorite walkway.
But if she thought about how she felt right nowâŠ
It wasnât a pleasant feeling. But it wasnât as bad as she had thought. âIs that because Eran is suitable for venting anger?â She wasnât sure how the things they did today become a way to vent her anger.