How to Survive at the Academy Chapter 271

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[Abduction] Double arm scales (12)

“Lortel.”

I feel like I just sat and waited for about 10 minutes.

Lortel, lying on the other side of the bed wrapped in a blanket, would twist her body intermittently like a freshly caught live fish.

Every time I look back on my memories, I twist my body as if someone had put an electrode on it, but I closed my eyes because I could imagine what it would feel like.

“A glass of cold water… I’ll pour you another…”

I had already gulped down all the cold water I had scooped up earlier. I am also in a position where I have no choice but to burn my neck.

In the end, I had no choice but to head back to the lobby on the first floor with the teapot.

“Um… the clothes you just talked about…”

“…yes?”

“It’s a bit late, but if you could prepare some appropriately sized women’s clothes… I’ll pay for it.”

When I said that to the inn staff, the staff stared into the air for a moment and then suddenly nodded.

What the hell is going on in that room that Lortel and I are sharing, that the good clothes are torn to the point where they’re useless and need new ones?

From the point of view of a young female employee, it is a situation where various imaginations will unfold, so it is inevitable that this side will be embarrassed.

“Then… well… I’ll prepare clothes of the same size as mine…”

After exchanging strange questions and answers with the staff, when I returned to the room, Lortel, who had come to her senses to some extent, was sitting on the bed.

Anyone who has only ever seen Lortel commanding people as a ruler might burst into laughter at the sight of Lortel now.

Her auburn hair, completely tousled, still retained its fiery color between darkness and moonlight.

However, her confident and bright eyes are always fixed on the floor, and she is holding onto the blanket wrapped around her body.

I felt that my reddened face would explode at any moment, so I quickly poured cold water over it.

Lortel sighed uncharacteristically, drank cold water, and calmed down with a deep sigh.

Then, after a delay of about 3 seconds, he pressed his head against the wall while holding his face again.

After being cursed by the slog, he was doing all sorts of charming things and doing dainty things in the Ross Taylor estate. From laughing innocently and rubbing her face to Lucy, to holding on to Yenika’s collar and following her, giving her eyes of respect.

I can still remember how he made short tongue noises and begged for his hair to be stroked… Even the fact that I read all of Lortel’s secret notes must have been remembered…

You will feel like biting your tongue right now.

“Yes… Slog Keldrux…”

After another 30 minutes of scuffle, Lortel, who was barely able to speak in an adult tone, nodded.

I explained everything that had happened while Lortel was incapacitated.

Everything that the slog Keldrux had done, without exception.

Now, the only person who can hold that large Elte Company in his hands is Lortel Kecheln.

Behind her is the Duke of Ross Taylor, as well as the royal family of Chloe and the castle of Chloeron.

He has become a proper powerhouse on the floor of this commercial city, a weight class that can be evaluated as such.

Even so, Lortel Kecheln did not show any rejoicing or relief. With the blanket tightly wrapped around her, she only bowed her head for a moment with a complicated face.

“…”

“You’re not happy either.”

“Right now… I can’t sort out my emotions… I’m not the type who can’t sort out my emotions sluggishly with things like this, but I wonder if the effects of the curse are still there…”

Lortel grabbed the collar of the blanket and wrapped her arms around her shoulders.

Unlike the appearance of always wearing expensive clothes and accessories, he is not wearing a single thread.

A person before being a merchant.

When you put down the things you wear, it becomes clear that even Lortel, who is said to be a demon who sold her soul for gold, is just a human like everyone else.

“…I think it will be complicated.”

“well. Actually, it’s not that complicated to think about. just um…”

Only then did Lortel seem to have regained her original form even a little. It’ll make you laugh out loud.

“I wondered if I could stimulate my senior’s protective instincts by showing a weak side of me while hesitating like this.”

She smiled that sinister smile and behaved like a fox as always.

At the sight of that figure, he might give a dejected smile, but…

I didn’t.

“…”

“…Wouldn’t it have been a little complacent to think that I could be fooled like this…”

“When it’s difficult, it’s better to just say it’s difficult. experience.”

In fact, considering Lortel’s life, it’s something that can’t be said so easily.

The city is full of beasts who are eager to discover Lortel’s weaknesses. Showing weakness in such a place is nothing more than an act of gnawing away at oneself.

So Lortel had become accustomed to hiding her weaknesses.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of life she has lived, seeing how she behaves like a sly fox even when she is confused, embarrassed, and wants to wander.

“Rather than being hard… well… I’m just afraid.”

With the blanket wrapped around the bed, she ran through her white feet protruding through the blanket.

If you look up at the soft starlight pouring in through the window, the moon hangs on the tip of your eyelashes.

In front of my eyes is only me.

Since they’ve seen each other’s balls, Lortel reveals her weaknesses without hesitation.

“Struggling to survive on this old deck feels like walking through a fog. Of course, we don’t know where we are, and we have to be wary of all the people we hear because we can’t even distinguish friends or family.”

Then, the bowing of the head looks like a piece of glass that could break at any moment.

“When I walk like that, brandishing my weapon at everyone, I often end up cutting the throats of people who could have been mine. A slog cannot be an exception.”

“…”

“It happened quite often. Until I met my senior.”

The emotion I saw on the face of Slog, who was bleeding and closing his eyes, was ‘Dalmatism’.

At all costs, Lortel will not trust Slog.

She is a girl who has endured her entire life in a city where betrayal and deceit are natural. Slog understood that fact with a bone-chilling certainty.

“It’s so stupid. As he cuts off and pushes away everything with his own hands, he ends up being eaten away by his solitude.”

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It is not uncommon to see Lortel helping herself. Because he is a person who is in a position where he has to show his unshakable appearance anytime, anywhere.

“I couldn’t help it, though. Because she had to survive.”

The slog wouldn’t have been the first.

Lortel walked the road covered with gold coins like that, knocking out the possibilities of countless people who might have become true colleagues or friends with whom she could truly relate.

And, surely, it would not be a story that could only be used by Lortel.

In this town of merchants, that might be the case.

One wrong judgment makes blood spilled. The commercial world is such a place.

“In this city, you can’t escape solitude and taxes no matter what you do.”

While holding his own knee, he talks as if joking.

I smile and look up at the corners of my mouth, but the empty aftertaste is saturated with bitterness.

It’s night. When the sun rose, it was far away.

This long, long darkness would feel longer to Lortel today.

I ran along the road losing many people, but I never got used to the feeling of loss and solitude. That’s how humans are creatures.

So, Lortel buried her head in her lap. She doesn’t know how many more people she will have to live by burying people like her.

“Seniors.”

Even with that short title calling me, I could feel it.

Lortel, who has put down many things to put down, has the power to convey emotions with just one breath at the end of her words.

It’s different from looking at the other person with a smirk like a fox, and laughing like a joker from time to time.

I couldn’t see Lortel’s expression as she was asking her head. Only the hair that was swept down between the nape of the neck fell helplessly.

There is a big difference between Lortel before and now. Now, the fact is that there is someone by your side.

“Can you hug me just once?”

It was a faint voice, like the light of a fading lighthouse.

On the other hand, I consciously look up at the tail of the horse. However, you can read the tension subtly standing at the end of the locked voice.

I feel a sense of danger that I will say that it is a joke at any moment and burst into laughter because I made fun of it.

However, even after 1 second, 5 seconds… Lortel does not run away with the escape route named ‘Joke’.

However, in the subtle silence, I just keep my head still.

There is a certain miracle drug than you think for the chronic disease called solitude, which has been followed relentlessly for the rest of your life.

It’s the feeling of having someone by your side.

The assurance that I no longer have to curl up and lie down alone on long, dark nights.

Perhaps, this is what the current Lortel is most longing for.

The existence of a person you can depend on emotionally is sought in the most difficult times.

That’s why… I can’t take lightly the appearance of Lortel, who never ends up saying it as a joke.

“…”

The precarious appearance is like a candle that is about to be extinguished at any moment.

I’m sorry, but if you ask me if I can leave the room without Lortel…

I can’t help but ask myself if that’s possible.

However, the part that holds on to a corner of the heart and hangs down… is, of course, Yenika.

He wrapped his arms around Yenika’s shoulders, and even threw out a romantic (thinking about it now) line saying that we would be quite happy…

Wrapping Lortel’s shoulders here… isn’t it the absolute trash itself?

…Are you determined to become trash?

Suddenly, with a playful expression Merilda whispered in her ear, that meaningful expression burrows deep into her heart.

If you’re not prepared to be trash, be prepared to go the opposite way.

I shook my head at Lortel, who was in danger of collapsing at any moment, and was determined to leave the room quietly.

Leaving Lortel alone in this dark inn room, she quietly blended into the night crowd.

…. It’s not that easy.

It feels like I’m choking on the outside water. It seems like someone is pressing a knife to his throat and asking. It’s a situation where one of the two has to be resolved.

As your head spins, your thoughts accelerate.

At this point, the very fact of ‘thinking about’ can hurt the other person.

So, the time I am allowed to worry about is 2 seconds or 3 seconds at the longest.

All conclusions must be drawn in the very slight gap between the trembling and shuddering. In an absurdly extreme situation, I caught my breath and looked in Lortel’s direction.

The nape of the neck is red.

The bloody color behind the ear also rose, as if it would burst at any moment. Fortunately, the other side was distracted as it was, so there was no time to look at my reaction.

Seeing that, the composure returns little by little.

Yes, my way of thinking was wrong from the start.

The important thing is not whether I become garbage or not.

It was not polite to her to ponder an answer with such self-fulfilling thoughts in front of Lortel, who had summoned up all the courage she had without courage.

The point is, in the end, what do I think?

Isn’t it reasonable to think deeply about whether or not I’m really conscious of Lortel as a member of the opposite s*x, rather than something like respectability or morality?

Anyone in the world can see that Lortel is a good woman.

It is not a story that only looks at the beautiful appearance or tremendous economic power.

Insightful and open-minded. Even so, there is a precarious part that seems to collapse at any moment if not supported by the side. He behaves like an infinitely selfish person, but once he is convinced that he is his own person, the gap between him and his liver and gallbladder is his charm.

No matter what, he is a reliable person to have by his side.

I can’t help but admit it.

I think of a woman named Lortel as a very attractive member of the opposite s*x. I can’t deny that.

The life that I had to struggle every day to survive is also over.

Looking at the favor she gives while taking a step back in her stable daily life, I realize that her sincerity is heavy.

I was always taking a step back and backing away. Nevertheless, I am going to reflect on the images of Lortel, who have been single-mindedly showing me goodwill.

I first met her in Sylvania, and we have been through all sorts of trials together.

There were several crises where life could be in danger, but she always helped me with a consistent attitude. She and she always followed me, showing me kindness without hesitation.

After organizing my thoughts up to this point, I have come to a clear conclusion.

I can never abandon Lortel.

“…”

He wiped his face once, as if washing his face, pushed it up to his bangs, and exhaled deeply.

Then, he got up from his seat and went towards the window.

– Shoot, shoot.

The sound of the waves and the gentle breeze of the night sea calms the mind and body.

After staring at the night view outside the window for a while, I quietly called Lortel’s name.

“Lortel,”

“Keep it off!”

“…”

Perhaps he was holding his breath, Lortel made a strange noise as her shoulders trembled. Even though I only called his name once, the reaction was as if I had been hit with a fist.

And it was too embarrassing to even show such a reaction, so I couldn’t spit out an answer right away. If you look at it, it’s pitiful.

It seemed too cruel to ask Lortel anything more here, so I turned around again with my mouth shut.

Then, slowly approaching Lortel, carefully sat down next to him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

“Sir, senior…”

I hear the sound of my heart beating.

Anyway, I wonder if it’s something I’m going to be nervous about to this extent. However, when I listened closely, it was not my heartbeat.

“…”

Perhaps embarrassed by the thumping, Lortel somehow took a deep breath, but unfortunately the sound did not stop.

That is quite possible. Silently, I gently cupped Lortel’s chin, pointed it toward mine, and kissed him on the mouth.

So, with my other hand, I supported Lortel’s back and waist, and slowly pushed my center of gravity toward the bed.

Lortel, who was being led by my hand as if possessed by a ghost, looks up at me from the top of the soft blanket.

“Release your strength in your hands.”

When I said that, Lortel seemed to realize that she was holding my forearm tightly.

When Lortel relaxed, there were handprints on my wrists. A tense look is evident.

“Eh, Senior Ed… I… That… But…”

“…”

“I… I’m saying this after I asked for it, but I… well… what should I do…”

If you don’t have experience, it’s understandable that you’re confused. However, it is also ridiculous to instruct them one by one here and there.

“Just stay still. I didn’t mean it…but I know roughly what you want…”

“Yes… er… um… yes…?”

“…”

Lortel has a good brain.

As if he had grasped something just by the tone of my words, he swallowed in vain for a moment.

“……”

And then you realize

I’m in the position that I’ve read all the secret notes that Lortel usually carries around. It was unavoidable at the time. Because I needed as much information as possible.

So… I can’t help but find out the facts I didn’t want.

In case someone sees it, there are traces of thoughts organized on the secret page at the back. Since it is a trace that is quite old, it is possible that he himself had been forgetting about its existence for a while. In fact, it was more like a collection of delusions than a memo.

The girlish delusions that Lortel, who has no experience in dating, are somewhat embarrassing to those who do not know the circumstances.

It’s something that some people might shed a laugh at. But you can’t laugh carelessly. The romance or romantic fantasies that a girl of that age has for a member of the opposite s*x… It’s just embarrassing to say it, but isn’t it something everyone has imagined at least once?

So out of consideration for Lortel, I didn’t bother to mention those memos. But… Now that the situation has come to this, there will be no other textbook that is as good as that. Most of all, it is a wish written by oneself.

…Anyway, the details of how to sweep the back of the neck were written on the earlobe… Although it was a bit broken…

– Kung!

Suddenly, Lortel got up and threw herself back, pushing off the bed.

Then, as she was naked, she put her body on the back of the bed and trembled. It was only then that he seemed to have finally remembered what ruinous things he had written down in that long-ago notebook.

“…Eh, eh, eh, senior Ed… uh uh uh uh, how far…”

“Everyone, don’t panic… Lortel… In a situation like this, it’s rather a positive thing to have such close sharing of each other’s desires and inner feelings…”

Choi, you have to react as calmly as possible and say it’s not a big deal so that the other side won’t lose their composure.

“Then…then…then…”

“That, though. Lortel. No matter how… the conditions to prepare a freesia-scented candle or a bath with roses…”

“Gyaak!”

The way he swallows his screams in an unsightly way makes me wonder if this is Lortel.

It was pitiful to see her breathing while pulling the blanket… But for now, she seems to be maintaining a minimum of reason.

He gasping for breath, his face blushing to the limit, and his eyes wide open, to the point where you wonder if this is the merchant who sold his soul to that gold coin.

“And… I mean… Lortel…”

“…”

“I’m sorry… I’m not good at saying things that are full of romantic metaphors… such as comparing someone’s beauty to a flower, or comparing the light in their pupils to starlight… That… that… I’m a little sorry…”

“…………………………………………. ”

In short… those lines you wrote down as examples in your notebook are a bit difficult.

The nobleman named Ed, who exists in Lortel’s delusion, seems to be quite good at such catchy lines, but unfortunately, the real Ed Rosteeler doesn’t have that great vocabulary…

I might try, but thinking about it, it’s rather like killing Lortel twice.

“……”

“……Senior Ed…”

“…”

“……Please kill me……”

…Sorry, but that’s hard.

A world full of storms…

Even if it’s hard, shouldn’t we survive…

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