Chapter 53

In the early morning, Hyouka Battlefront, as usual, got up to exercise before taking a shower and preparing breakfast.

However, today's exercise routine had changed significantly. Instead of practicing sword techniques as she usually did, she began to cultivate the "Yōmei诀" (Yōmei Technique).

Due to habit, after cultivating the "Yōmei Technique," Hyouka Battlefront still practiced kendo for a while, but the time was greatly reduced.

Although the progress was slow without Aoba's help, the feeling of her physical strength and power gradually increasing made Hyouka Battlefront feel very pleased.

After putting the miso soup on to cook, Hyouka Battlefront prepared to go wake up her younger sister before returning to continue preparing breakfast.

However, before she could act, Himeka Battlefront had already run out of her room, saying "Good morning, Onee-chan!" and greeting her sister while running towards Hyouka Battlefront's room.

"Himeka, don't run inside the house," Hyouka Battlefront shook her head. Although she found it strange that her sister had woken up without being called, she didn't think much of it and continued preparing breakfast.

Before long, Himeka Battlefront ran back and leaned against the kitchen door, looking at her sister.

"Onee-chan, is Onii-chan not here today?" Himeka Battlefront asked, looking unhappy.

"Himeka, how many times have I told you, Lord Aoba and I are not in that kind of relationship," Hyouka Battlefront immediately blushed.

"If you're not in that kind of relationship, why do you sleep together? I don't remember you becoming that kind of dirty adult," Himeka Battlefront looked at Hyouka Battlefront with suspicion.

Hyouka Battlefront didn't know what to say. She had explained it to her sister many times, but she didn't know if Himeka was deliberately pretending not to understand or really didn't get it. Anyway, she was convinced that Aoba was her brother and kept asking Hyouka Battlefront to bring her brother home to play with her.

"Go wash up and get ready for breakfast," Hyouka Battlefront finally changed the subject.

After breakfast, the sisters went to school separately.

On the way to school, Hyouka Battlefront held her phone hesitantly.

Should I send Lord Aoba a message to say hello? Will he think I'm annoying?

Well, I should send it. Generally, when you receive a message, you should greet first, right? What if Lord Aoba thinks I'm impolite!

Thus, the anxious girl mustered her courage and started editing the message.

However, with little experience in sending messages, Hyouka Battlefront was again in a dilemma.

What should I say at the beginning? If I just say "Good morning," will it seem too familiar? If I use honorifics, will it seem too distant?

So, Hyouka Battlefront wrote and deleted the message repeatedly, and by the time she reached school, she still hadn't decided what to send. With the bell ringing, she had to temporarily give up the idea of sending a message.

During lunch break, Hyouka Battlefront, as usual, went to the cafeteria alone.

Because of her exceptional beauty and cold personality, Hyouka Battlefront didn't have any particularly close friends at school. Although many people came to chat with her, they often treated her like an idol. Just a few more words from her could make a girl blush with excitement.

One could say that Hyouka Battlefront was not only the dream girl of the boys but also the dream older sister of the girls.

Her beauty, as well as her cold and proud demeanor, attracted both boys and girls.

Entering the cafeteria, Hyouka Battlefront, as usual, attracted everyone's attention. She was used to it, so she wasn't surprised.

She subtly scanned the cafeteria and quickly found her target, Aoba, who was eating.

Should I greet him? But Lord Aoba is eating. Is it rude to disturb him while he's eating?

But if I don't greet him, will it be too impolite? And, I really want to talk to Lord Aoba!

Hyouka Battlefront's heart was filled with conflicting emotions, but her face remained cold.

Thus, Hyouka Battlefront approached Aoba, changing her route to pass by the vending machine in the corner, which would allow her to walk past Aoba.

Should I greet him? Then I'll sit next to Lord Aoba and eat together. Yes, eat and chat with Lord Aoba.

Hyouka Battlefront made up her mind and slowly slowed her pace, preparing to stop in front of Aoba, who was sitting with his back to her.

However, when she finally reached Aoba, she suddenly sped up and walked past him.

Yes, the girl failed.

Regardless of how regretful and tearful Hyouka Battlefront was inside, she maintained a perfect composure on the surface, and no one noticed her abnormality.

"Hey, Aoba, weren't you going to school with Hyouka Battlefront a few days ago? I thought you two were close, but why are you still being ignored?" Shizuma Ishihara, sitting opposite Aoba and eating with him, asked in confusion.

"Just eat your food. If you don't, it's mine," Aoba said, reaching for the pork cutlet on Shizuma Ishihara's plate.

The two started to play around.

Hyouka Battlefront, feeling disappointed in her lack of courage, maintained her perfect demeanor, got her meal, and found a seat to eat.

Around the seat Hyouka Battlefront chose, the students who were eating either got up and left or lowered their voices, whispering to each other.

However, Hyouka Battlefront was used to this and didn't mind. What she cared about was whether her failure to greet Aoba would make him think she was impolite.

But she didn't have the courage to go and greet him now.

Thus, for the rest of the day, Hyouka Battlefront was somewhat listless, though it wasn't obvious on the surface.

Of course, the matter of sending a message was also postponed.

It wasn't until the evening, after her cultivation practice, when she had suppressed her inner desire for slaughter and was about to go to bed, that Hyouka Battlefront kept editing and deleting messages, over and over again.

Finally, Hyouka Battlefront mustered her courage and sent the message.

It was a formal and lengthy message, like a letter.

"Good evening, Lord Aoba! This is Hyouka Battlefront. I'm sorry for contacting you so late! The beautiful day is about to end, and I hope you have a comfortable sleep to wash away the fatigue of the day. Sincerely, Hyouka Battlefront."

Soon, Aoba's reply arrived.

"Good night, I hope you have sweet dreams." It was a simple sentence with a smiley face, but it made Hyouka Battlefront so happy that she dove into her bed, hugging the blanket and rolling around.

That night, Hyouka Battlefront really did have a sweet dream.