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76. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (1)

76. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (1)

In this world, there are guys who come to you without waiting.

Time.

Love.

Death.

And.

‘Trial.’

In the end, the one who shouldn’t have come to visit.

A useless guy who comes to you on his own when you don’t want him to.

“…It’s better. It’s just one thing to do.”

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Before the exam started, I stood at the door of the classroom and had a moment to think.

I didn’t worry too much about the test scores.

I had to think about what happened after that.

“There’s a festival after the exam. What should I do with them?”

Everyone would ask me to enjoy the festival together.

Who should I choose?

To other people, it may sound like a bit of a joke to pick and choose a woman.

For me, this is a problem that is as risky as my life.

I couldn’t come up with a good way, so I tousled my hair.

“…For now, let’s think of going with Nadia. That’s right for now.”

Whew.

Now I feel a little less anxious.

After the exam was decided, my head was clear.

At this rate, I’ll be able to pass the exam well and keep the top rank.

I was in a good mood, humming, and was about to enter the classroom where the exam was going to be held.

However.

“Hey, Damian. Did you prepare well for the exam?”

With little time left, Bluebell appeared in the hallway.

I decided to express my concerns to Bluebell, who arrived a little late.

“I’ll be leaving early. Why are you leaving so late?”

“What? You’re not even going to wake me up. Don’t you care? And, it’s not too late. Isn’t that enough?”

“…”

Is it because I went to the academy without any problems?

Your hair has grown a lot.

I gently placed the honey chestnut on the ticking bluebell’s head.

Boom-!

“Ah! Why are you hitting me!”

“I was worried. It came out thick.”

“Don’t worry! It must be nagging! Ah, my head hurts… If I fail the exam, it’s your fault, so take responsibility! Hey, you’re just annoying. Are you checking me, what are you doing?”

Took-

Blue Bell seemed to think I had kept her in check, so she shoved me into her classroom.

Still, I’ve often seen him concentrating on lectures, so he won’t get a failing grade.

‘… Good luck on the test, Bluebell.’

I followed Bluebell in, praying in my heart that she would do well on her exam.

I liked the bluebell who was excited because he did well in the test, rather than the bluebell who was dying after ruining the test for no reason.

“…I think Yuri is doing well in her exams. I haven’t been able to talk to her because she hasn’t been contacted or seen lately.”

… Are you doing well on the test?

I should have done that.

I hope Yuri is also doing well on her exams.

I prayed with all my heart.

Because Bluebell needed confidence and Yuri needed self-esteem.

I wanted my invisible heart to be conveyed to them.

***

Heo Eok- Heo Eok-

‘That’s… What the hell… ?’

The boy with the sword exhaled heavily.

Swordsmanship and sparring tests passed down from generation to generation.

In that first test, he felt like he was facing a huge wall.

‘No matter how much I attack, it doesn’t work… Move like you know everything. And.’

No matter how you take a chance and attack successfully.

The wound heals immediately.

The male student spat out a word filled with frustration.

“That’s not a person…”

“…”

“I didn’t know it was like that when I was training… That’s already a monster-“

Bah-!

The male student’s words did not continue.

It’s because Yuri’s wooden sword hit the boy’s head.

It was a movement that seemed to have no mercy at all.

At that action, the test professor glared at the glass and opened his mouth.

“You look like you’ve already lost your will to fight. Did you intend to watch it?”

Yuri answered as she lifted her head, which was sitting on the floor.

“…He’s not Damian. I don’t think there’s any reason for me to look after him.”

“You always give incomprehensible answers.”

The professor sighed and shook her head.

“Sit in that chair and wait for your next turn.”

“…Yes.”

Yuri pressed her lips together, put her head on the floor again and walked away.

Then, I sat down in the chair the professor said and rested comfortably.

“…”

Unlike the students sitting with her friends.

No one was sitting beside Yuri.

Yuri sat alone, her head hanging, she muttered to herself.

“Damian… Engaged… Originally supposed to be with me…”

She should have done it with me, her best friend.

Why did Damian choose that woman and not me, her best friend?

“Your best friend… Why the hell…”

Kwak-!

Yuri clenched her fists while holding her wooden sword.

Emotions boiling deep in the heart.

Those sticky feelings began to rise as questions.

“Why the hell… did you choose her and not me…? My, because I wasn’t helpful…?”

If only I had been of Damian’s help.

Would Damien be betrothed to her best friend?

“I would have… Damian… because he was my best friend… because I was lacking… Damian didn’t choose me…”

It hurts Yuri, but I thought it was right.

Because she thought she lacked a lot compared to other people.

So, she wanted to help Damian in her area of expertise.

Unfortunately, the process and results of that help were not so good.

“So, I… what should I…? At Damian’s engagement… should I remain… her best friend… and give her a round of applause…?”

That’s it.

She hates that.

If Damian gets married, then I can’t even be your best friend.

“I’m… presumptuous, but… with Damian… I want to be together for the rest of my life… in order to do that…”

To help Damian.

You have to become a better person.

Because if I don’t have Damian, she’d be better off dead.

“If it wasn’t for Damian… I’d already be dead in the North…”

My life exists for Damian.

Recognizing her resolve, Yuri raised her head.

And then, I saw a golden man sitting far away.

Imperial Prince Lionel.

Yuri looked at him, and her eyes shone sharply.

“If I beat the Crown Prince, I’ll go back to the North during vacation… And then, I’ll annihilate the family… I, I’ll become the Grand Duke… I’ll be a source of strength to Damien…”

If you do.

Maybe Damian will choose me.

Yuri remembered the future of being chosen by Damian.

A smile automatically spread across his lips, and an unbearable laugh leaked out.

“hehehe… Damien, wait a little bit… I will soon… be the right person for you…”

If only, when I became stronger.

If there is no place by your side…

Duk-

Yuri stiffened her smile and chanted with an expressionless expression.

“…I don’t know at the time, Damian.”

An unsure answer.

Yuri wasn’t sure what he was going to do.

As he relied on Damian, he was gradually losing himself.

***

Fortunately.

All the tests I took today had no particular crisis.

Two major courses and one liberal arts course.

Is there any effect of staying up all night studying?

If there were no mistakes, I think I would get A’s in all three subjects.

“…Damn it, damn it! It’s all because of you, Damian! You ruined it by hitting me over the head!!”

Of course.

It doesn’t look like Bluebell, though.

Is it because I didn’t study much after coming to the academy?

In this test, Bluebell spoke like it was pretty screwed up.

“Give me your test paper.”

“…Would you like to watch it?”

“Ahhhhhss different from the first question!

aaah!

Bluebell wondered if she got the problem wrong and her ego was hurt a lot.

She lost her mind and screamed.

“I’d rather study if I’m going to be that angry.”

“Chi, you can’t be a senior anyway! If that’s the case, don’t study! It’s all because of you, Damian!”

“…Yes, it’s all my fault. Just think of it that way.”

“aaah-!!”

A bluebell that casts flexible blame.

Are you the type of person who usually has high emotional ups and downs like that?

I decided that my emotions would subside if I left it alone, so I handed over my test paper to Bluebell and left in a hurry.

Sparks are scary, but it’s because I had to help Nadia.

“…Nadia should have finished her exam by now.”

The test isn’t just for today, it’s for a whole week.

I had to take my exams and help Nadia the rest of the time.

‘My arm healed quickly. When will my legs get better… ‘

Even though it’s annoying.

I have no choice but to help.

Nadia is still uncomfortable with her body.

With that thought in mind, I entered the building of the art department where Nadia’s exam was conducted.

And then, I entered the lecture room I had been directed to.

“Nadia, I’m here.”

“It’s late. Damian. What are you doing here?”

It’s late. Nadia frowns, bruised.

I answered while hiding the fact that I was spending time with Bluebell.

“There was an error on the test question. I had a brief chat with the professor.”

“Hmm, is that so? Well, for someone like you, Damian, it’s only natural to find out the error in question.”

“Of course not.”

Chill-

“If I am, so be it. Don’t talk back.”

“…Okay.”

“Okay then let’s go.”

Nadia smiles as I respond obediently.

I tried to drag her wheelchair out of the classroom where the art department exam was being held.

However, there was a female student blocking our way in front of that door.

‘That blonde hair…’ I saw you last time… ‘

The other day.

The woman who gave us an impure look.

I don’t know her name, but she was staring at us while blocking the door.

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I responded with a friendly sales smile.

“Is there a problem? If so, I can help.”

“…There’s a problem. That’s a big problem.”

Tsk-

The blonde-haired schoolgirl clicked her tongue and said with a disgruntled expression.

“You who disturb the atmosphere of the art department are the biggest problem, Verdium Nadia.”

“Hmm, I guess I was the one who was interested? I’m glad it wasn’t Damian.”

“Don’t pretend to be relaxed because you’re unlucky!”

Beruk- A female student who shouts.

“Nadia, you don’t care about people around you anyway, so you don’t even know my name, right? My name is Sergi Laura. And, I’m the second in the art department behind you.”

As if Nadia wasn’t interested, she replied indifferently.

“So?”

“This exam. I have no intention of losing to you. I am confident in drawing. I don’t have a narrow spectrum like you. You are that guy anyway. Are you planning to draw Damian?”

As soon as my name is mentioned, Nadia’s expression goes sour.

She asked in a wary tone.

“…But?”

“Another drawing of a man. Aren’t you tired of it? What do you like about a man like that-“

“Cancel it.”

Suddenly.

Nadia interrupted Laura, and let out her words coldly.

“Don’t talk about Damian on the topic of ants. If you have something to say, tell me.”

“…”

“If you don’t want to die.”

The thing that came out of Laura’s mouth was that she didn’t like it.

Laura, slightly scared to live, shouted with a frightened look.

“Oh, I get it. I won’t talk about that guy. That, instead!! I’ll tell you one thing…!! O-why are people like you rotting their talent…?!”

She is terrified, but Laura speaks out.

“Wasting talent…?”

At her words, Nadia questioned.

There seems to be something that Laura knows but Nadia doesn’t.

I’m not good at drawing, so I decided to stay still.

“You, you are wasting your talent! There are so many things you can draw better! But why are you digging into one thing? When I first saw you, I thought you were really good at drawing! These days… Something…”

Something.

Gulp-

“…I don’t think you’re good at drawing. I think your drawing is too restrictive. I admit that you’re very talented… I feel like you’re confining it to yourself.”

“What do you say you know?”

Nadia murmured coldly, as if Laura’s words were not the same.

However, the composure she usually showed had long since disappeared from her face.

Maybe Nadia felt it too.

‘The more I obsess over my paintings, the more I’m degenerating.’

That the balance is out of balance.

I wonder if Nadia is slowly realizing it too. She

She has no knowledge of painting, but she once guessed that she might.

“…If you’re going to talk nonsense, get out of here. Talking to you is a waste of time. I need to be with Damian. Get out of here.”

At Nadia’s remark, Laura stepped aside from her door as if she was frightened.

However, her eyes were looking at Nadia all the way.

What is it?

‘I thought you were arguing… ‘

Unexpectedly.

I think you might be someone who likes Nadia’s paintings.

I wonder if Laura, the deputy head of the art department, likes Nadia’s paintings.

‘That’s why he gave me an impure look.’

When you think about it, Laura’s behavior is understandable.

She could be Nadia’s friend if she did well.

Thinking that, I nodded her head and pulled Nadia’s wheelchair.

“…”

Leaving the building, the cool breeze blows through the academy.

Students busy with exams walk around.

Nadia asked me, sitting still in her wheelchair, breathing in the air.

“…Damian.”

“Uh.”

“You think so too? My drawing is strange.”

“I don’t know. I always draw only myself. It just always feels the same.”

“…Why am I worried about that ant’s words? It must be useless.”

But.

Is it because he is quite sincere in his paintings?

Nadia was deeply troubled as to whether Laura’s words bothered her.

“Isn’t my picture still the same? That’s funny. That’s ridiculous. It’s just an ant’s jealousy.”

“…”

“I only need you anyway, Damian. With you, that picture-“

…

Nadia stopped talking in ‘That Picture’.

And then, there was no continuation.

Even if Nadia is madly obsessed with me, he doesn’t seem to be able to give up the painting easily.

‘This… No way out… ?’

Somehow slightly.

She felt hopeful.

Nadia is obsessed with one thing and has lost her own drawing.

If she turned her obsession with me into painting, how could she ever find a balance?

‘Laura. I’ll have to talk to him.’

She thought it wasn’t bad.

Six days before the exam ends.

It was six days before the festival began.