My actions had good intentions, but they completely backfired.
I was on the deck of Partner.
The wind was cold, but I went outside in order to stop pondering about these various thoughts I had. However, the one who was really in an uncomfortable position was Livia.
Luxon floated beside me.
[A pet, was it? Indeed, she would seem like a pet considering the affection youâve given to her, Master. Having doted on her like sheâs your favorite character in a game, it seems you couldnât say anything to her.
âââI know.â
The annoying AI didnât comfort me.
The words coming from this thing pierced into my heart as well.
[It seems that sheâs dejected over genuine malice towards her at the academy. Her state of mind has become unstable. I wonder if itâs okay not to worry about it.]
âArenât you going to ask about me as well? Iâm hurt too. My heart is fragile like glass.â
[Your heart is a special-made bulletproof glass. You wonât get a single scratch from something of this degree, so youâll be fine.]
âOh really?â
I had experience from my previous life. I held worldly wisdom.
However, Liviaâs words strangely pierced into my heart.
I shook my head.
âThis is fine. A mob oversteps his boundaries and gets carried away when he reaches out to the protagonist and villainess. This was a good lesson.â
[Donât you think itâs improper to withdraw at this point?]
âYou mean I should look after them until the very end? Quit joking. The protagonist refused being treated like a pet. I expect that she will be more active from now on.â
[How sulky you are.]
âHow annoying you are.â
I got irritated at it calling me sulky. By that, I meant irritated from becoming aware of myself.
I got angry after realizing it.
A little while later, I spoke to Luxon.
âWhere did I go wrong?â
[In this case, it might be that youâve hindered Oliviaâs growth, Master.]
âHindering her growth? Hey, donât joke around. I was helping her. I was lending a hand in the academyâs dungeon, or in many otherâââ
Luxon did not yield to my answer.
[She was originally supposed to solve those matters alone. In the short run, your help was beneficial, Master. However, in the long run, youâve obstructed Oliviaâs spiritual growth. Itâs as she said. Master, werenât you thinking of Olivia like you would a pet? No doubt, you treated her like some cute, favorite pet. For you, sheâs a valuable and convenient girl in this world after all, Master.]
I instantly lost my tempter.
âYou little!â
When I struck Luxon, it flung onto the deck and bounced before slowly coming back to me.
[Have you calmed down?]
âIâd like to hit you again, but my fist hurts.â
My face was burning with anger. I waited for the cold air outside to cool it down.
[Iâm going to continue speaking. This is important for you, Master. While you have experience from a previous life, youâre like a child that needs spiritual growth, Master.]
âSpiritual growth? I donât need that. Donât you know the difference between adults and children?â
[If not in a physical sense, then what about in self-restraint or things of that sort?]
I had ample patience already. I didnât need it.
âNope. The difference between adults and children is whether or not they can adapt to society. Iâm enough of an adult. I live in this world without trying to destroy its common sense despite having your power.â
For better or for worse, adults adapted to society.
There were many words to describe what it meant to be an adult, right? Those words related to an ability to adapt with society.
Children were the ones that created new values and changed society.
There were many that never became adults.
I was an adult. Right, a useless adult!
[The words themselves were touching, but they sound like a joke hearing them from you.]
âIs that so?â
When I sat down in irritation, Brad come out onto the deck. He held a sword in his hand and had a very disgusted expression when seeing my face.
Luxon hid behind my back.
âPracticing your sword?â
âThatâs right.â
Brad briefly said âIâll be borrowing this deck,â and began swinging within the cold weather. His abilities werenât exactly that skillful.
Mine were still better.
âWhat about practicing magic? Youâre specialty is supposed to be magic.â
Brad stopped moving when he heard what I said. Sweat trickled down onto his forehead.
I wondered if I brought up a serious topic.
âI know that!â
He pointed his sword towards me.
âWhat are you so worked up about?â
Brad began swinging his sword again, but couldnât concentrate, perhaps from what I did.
âHave you been swinging everyday?â
âThatâs a matter of course. This is necessary in order to become a knight.â
âItâs not really necessary.â
âM, martial arts is necessary!â
Even if one could use a sword, they didnât become a knight just from that. It was a different matter if one was above the rest to the point of being called a master swordsman, but many others never became knights no matter what they did.
When nobles reached a certain age, they almost automatically became knights, though.
âIâm pretty sure you can become a knight without doing such things.â
Brad brushed aside his bangs in a pompous manner and then spoke to me.
âIâm doing this to win against you one day! We decided that we would keep trying our hardest until then!â
Trying their hardest. How laughable.
Wait a minute. Were these guys thinking of fighting against me again?
âArenât you an idiot. Iâm not going to fight you guys anymore. Youâll just have to be losers for life.â
Upon which, Brad made a frustrated expression, but resumed his practice-swinging.
âNot gonna talk back?â
âIf I had the spare time to, I would be using it to swing. Iâm the weakest amongst the five, after all.â
I scratched my hair.
Brad was a character who specialized in magic.
On the contrary, he had no talent in anything other than magic. Due to him being such a character, he was hard to work with in the game. He was weak, but would charge in first and subsequently go down quickly. I couldnât recall how many times I begged him not to charge ahead.
âYou should work the hardest on your area of expertise.â
âIâm doing my best there too! However, I donât want to lose.â
Brad opened the torso area of his clothing to reveal his chest.
âI want Marie to look my way. I worry if Iâm not as good as the others among the five of us. I have the best looks among them. However, the difference in everything else is so big that I can make no excuses.â
This guy just claimed that he was the most attractive one without any hesitation.
Was he actually in low spirits?
âWhat good qualities do you see in her? Sheâs a flat-chested shorty.â
âItâs not her outward appearance! Itâs whatâs on the inside that counts!â
She was rotten on the inside! She was the one that snatched away Liviaâs position, wasnât she? She was full of personality problems, and her inner-self became apparent the moment she tried to obtain a reverse harem.
No matter what these people said about her true nature, I didnât believe them.
âEven if you did say that it was because of her outward appearance, I wouldnât believe you. She has no chest.â
âWhat did you just say?! Chests are simply for decoration!â
âThey are not for decoration! Take that back! A womanâs large chest is the dream, hope, and desire of men. I definitely cannot allow you to say suchââhuh?â
Thereupon, a floating robot came towards us. It held two wooden swords in its hands, handed them to both of us, and then left.
Brad had an eerie expression.
âT, those lumps of iron loitering around are a little creepy.â
He backed away and was quivering. Brad was also a coward. A narcissistic cowardâŚhow bothersome.
He was scared of the robots onboard, but they looked pretty cute to me.
At any rate, there were two wooden swords.
Brad pointed the tip of the wooden sword at me.
âLetâs have a match, Baltfault!â
âDonât wanna. Itâs cold.â
Brad seemed annoyed and stamped his feet.
However, he resumed his practice-swinging while glancing at me from time to time, which was getting annoying so I decided to accept his proposition.
Brad was pleased.
âWell then, come on!â
Why are you so pleased with fighting in areas youâre not good at? Are you stupid?â
âI have better classroom grades than you, so Iâm not stupid! Leaving that aside, Iâm happy that I can challenge you. Iâll definitely win!â
Brad prepared himself while saying so, but he only had a decent stance when practicing.
When I approached and swung, he quickly fell back and ruined his posture. I couldnât sense any talent from him.
âHey, whatâs the matter?â
I kept swinging, and Brad kept shifting around.
However, just onceââBrad took a big step forward raised his left hand in order to swing. He swung the sword diagonally from bottom to top, and it was surprisingly powerful, causing my posture to falter.
âââWoah!â
I think it was just simple carelessness.
Brad got caught up in the moment and stepped closer.
âIf I just keep the pressureââah!â
Since he carelessly stepped in, I shortened the distance and struck Brad on the head with the handle, causing him to fall to his knees.
âIt seems you really are stupid.â
âD, darn, I thought I could do it.â
I believed that he still had talent with a spear. During the duel, he had been thrusting a sharp object.
Brad got up and returned to inside the ship, perhaps done with his practice-swinging.
âN, next time for sure.â
I watched Brad, holding his hand against his head as he returned, while glancing at my wooden sword.
It had been a long time since I did some practice swings.
I realized that I havenât been swinging by myself lately.
âI havenât done much outside of class work. Itâs simply a matter of lacking practice.â
I had practiced quite a bit before leaving my parentsâ home. I had practiced swinging almost daily, but I had been skipping out on it after coming to the academy.
The reason being that I had been busy with a lot of things.
The miserable part was that reason having to do with searching for marriage.
Luxon once again appeared.
[You seem to be having fun.]
âYou went through all the trouble to do something bothersome. That robot with the wooden swords was you, wasnât it?â
[Indeed.]
When I pointed the tip of the wooden sword at the night sky, I saw the stars shining quite beautifully.
âââIt seems those guys have a lot to think about as well.â
Brad was an unexpectedly hard worker, but for some reason that made me just a little bit happy.
â
There was a dungeon in the royal capital.
Inside were Marie and Kyle, fully equipped.
Kyle was carrying a heavy baggage on his back while complaining to Marie.
âLetâs just go home. I mean, this place is definitely dangerous.â
Marie and Kyle traversed beyond a sign labeled âKeep Outâ, and went down a pit.
Marie, carrying a heavier baggage than Kyle, had lowered a rope into the pit while scolding Kyle with a bloodcurdling expression.
âDonât give up! Our future lies ahead of hereââa promising glory awaits.â
Kyle grumbled.
âI wish that we could have brought along everyone, though. The monsters here are strong too.â
As he was saying that, something creeped out from the bottom of the pit.
A large, lizard-like monster opened its large mouth and climbed a wall.
It clutched onto the wall using suckers attached to its hands and approached closer to Marie.
âSomething came ouuut!â
As Kyle screamed, Marie took out a grenade from her luggage.
âDonât underestimate meeee!â
She threw the grenade into its large mouth, and the monsterâs cranium exploded when swallowing it, causing dark smoke to appear.
That explosion caused the wind to roar, violently shaking the rope.
Marie grasped the rope tightly, calling out to Kyle.
âKyle, hold on tight!â
âI want to go home already!â
Marie and Kyle descended down the rope until reaching the bottom of the hole.
Kyle sat down when finally reaching the floor and seemed like he was about to cry.
While cautious of her surroundings, Marie lowered her heavy luggage and took out some tools.
(Alright. I can do this. I have the proper knowledge for everything up to here.)
In the game, she was able to make do with her own strength up until the mid-way.
She knew that there was a hidden item inside the area labeled âKeep Out.â
(If I can retrieve thatââI can break free of this current situation.)
Liviaâs face popped up in her mind.
(Right. Sheâll be my stepping stone to happiness.)
Tackling the depths of a dungeon with only two people was a reckless action.
She kept silent about it from Julian and the others since they seemed to be busy.
There was one other reason as well.
(I thought that Olivia wouldnât be able to do anything, but I canât be careless when that mob is by her side. If I donât retrieve what I need as soon as possible, I might go mad from my life plan getting beaten to the punch.)
After a certain matter at the school festival, Marie was wary of Leon. Perhaps it was foolish, but her intuition told her that mob wasnât the type to be careless.
That boy was always by Oliviaâs side whenever she entered the dungeon. It was possible that he was trying to retrieve that. Such a possibility frightened Marie.
Due to that, she couldnât wait for everyone to gather and went to retrieve it during the holiday.
Even though it was irrational, Marie wanted to obtain it at any cost.
As she was preparing a shotgun, she spoke to Kyle, who was still sitting down.
âLetâs go, Kyle.â
As Kyle got up reluctantly, he carried his heavy baggage onto his back and held a lantern in one hand. It lit up the pathway for Marie.
âWhat is there ahead?â
âFollow along and youâll see. When we get there, be relieved. We can say goodbye to our lifeâs troubles.â
Even though Kyleâs face brightened when he heard that he was going to be free of his troubles, he soon shook his head and made a complaint towards Marie.
âWait, can we get back home safely before that?â
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Marie walked forward with her shotgun ready.
She had a serious expression and was full of determination.
âAnyways, Iâm going to grab the treasure thatâs just ahead. Our life is at stake here.â
All of this was in order to reach her ideal life.
Marie advanced towards the dungeonâs depths with Kyle.