Volume 1, Chapter 2 Part 8

“You really performed a stinking drama just now. It made my nose curl up.”

After leaving from the training field, those words were thrown at the back of Homura who had returned until in front of the door of the dormitory room that was allocated to him.

When he turned back, there was the figure of Shiori who was glaring at Homura with an amazed gaze.

“Since when were you there?”

“From the training field. …It looks like you are bad at [searching] as usual.”

“It can’t be helped right, your magic power is just too tiny.”

It was the same like how a human couldn’t sense the mass of a water flea.

For Homura, a normal magician’s magic power was too small, to be frank he couldn’t sense them at all. To the level that he could finally sense it a little if it was a demon of the .

Therefore talking about [searching], he was below even an amateur.

“But, not just [searching], you also have no talent in [acting] don’t you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb. You, from the start you planned everything to end like this right?”

The topic that Shiori raised was the story about the mock battle just now.

The girl said.

“Chikori-san recovered her original strength and became strong. Hoshikawa-san became able to order you who is of higher rank without hesitation. No one related to this trouble is getting hurt. Just one ―except you, who is hated by Hoshikawa-san who bought your villain act.”

“……”

“Five years have passed, I thought that you had changed a little but nothing has changed. You are always like that. Always trying to take all the harm by yourself. Your personality that is like that, whether now or in the past, I really hate it.”

A word of disgust that was vented at him clearly.

On the other hand, Homura―shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

“You’re just thinking too much, that.”

“I wonder.”

“It’s true you know. It’s not like I did this for those two’s sake. I’m just… cannot leave that alone, that’s all.”

“Cannot leave alone?”

“After all there is also a team that no matter how much you wish, you cannot return back to before for a second time anymore.”

“……!”

In a small voice, Homura murmured those words with voice that seemed sorrowful somehow.

Those words, awoke a scene in the back of Shiori’s head.

The figure of a young Homura, laughing happily surrounded by comrades.

It was a memory of the long time past.

It was a scene when Shiori was saved from a certain hell and taken care of by Homura.

That’s right. He also had them.

Different from Sumika and the others. Not companions that he only protected or guided.

Trusting each other, entrusting to each other, true comrades.

However now―

“Ah-“

Suddenly, the sound of a closed door reached her ears, Shiori came to herself from her memory back to reality with a ‘hah’ face of realization.

When she looked, Homura’s figure had already disappeared inside the room.

“…Ii―diot.”

(I’m saying here, that I hate you that is like that.)

Abusing the man at the other side of the door with a voice that was colored with sweetness somewhere, Shiori also left that place.

But at that time, from the end of the corridor, a human figure walking at her direction entered her eyes.

It was, a blond girl wearing a dazzling crimson dress.

Her stature was even smaller than the petite Ichinotani.

And then, she possessed a mysterious beauty that was somehow removed from humans.

Coupled with her attire, it was as if she was more like a bisque doll rather than calling her a human.

Looking at that girl, the legs of Shiori that was going to leave stopped.

“Vel……”

However before Shiori could make any kind of word, that girl passed through besides Shiori without even glancing at her, and just like that she opened the door of Homura’s dormitory room, entering inside it.

The door closed once again.

For a while, Shiori was staring at that door with a gaze that was shadowed somewhat, but―

Before long she left that place without saying anything.

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