Chapter 85: Maid ; Sigilla Use ; Artifact (1/2)

”Asia, you may go back now,” I say to her neutrally.

Bowing slightly Asia affirms my order before heading back to the kendo club.

Now then, time to play the waiting game.

Using Creation, I produce a futon on the ground, then lay Kristina on it.

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After about ten minutes or so, the unconscious girl begins to gradually open her eyes.

Kirstina gets up from the futon and looks around with a confused expression before setting her eyes on me.

Seeing the confusion change to a look of awe rather than fear, I release a sigh of relief before saying to her in a calm tone,

”You know, I'm not going to have you work for me for free. Make a wish that would affect none other than your own life, and I shall grant it.”

Kristina's eyes widen from my statement, before her complexion changes to that of deliberation as she lowers her head and, I assume, think of her wish.

”My best friend talked about a French dessert she ate recently... The way she described it made me want to try it. Can I have that?”, she says after some time.

”Of course,” I reply with a smile, ”What is its name?”

”Uhm... I think it was Canele.”

Using Creation, I come across a wide number of the sweets she named, and after a few seconds, I find one that looks and smells genuinely good.

Upon seeing a tray of Canele appear out of thin air, Kristina is a little shocked but regains her composure quickly.

It seems like she's used to my existence now.

Looking at her take one of the sweet on the tray and happily eating it, I find myself unconsciously reaching out to pat her head.

This feels... weird. It's almost like the girl is my daughter or something.

Kristina doesn't seem to mind my actions as she continues to enjoy the sweets offered to her.

Suddenly, I feel meager turbulence of the energies within my body. Sensing it, I can tell that it has no harm, but now the question is... what caused it?

My connection with the Angels? No, they would've told me quickly if something was wrong, and the turbulence feels different.

Leaving that aside, I at Kristina and say,

”You will work for me, right?”

Her arm that was about to place another sweet into her mouth comes to a halt mid-way as she looks at me for a few seconds before nodding her head.

”If your parents need some convincing, you can just give me a call,” I state before giving her my phone number.

Destroying the futon and chair, I return to the kendo club to where the girls are at.

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”So, how was your day?” I ask the girls once we've all begun eating our dinner.

Ayumi immediately exclaims cheerfully,

”Ayu made a looot of friends! And, the teachers were really nice to Ayu!”

Using Telekinesis, I prevent her plate from falling to the ground before saying,

”It's good that you're having fun, but don't let it get in the way of your studies, alright?”

Ayumi nods her head a little too energetically before replying,

”Ayu knows! Don't worry, Brother Yu!”

Nodding my head once, I turn my head to look at Nao and wait for her to say something regarding her day.

”It was fine. The students in the school are rather friendly. And I've yet to come across idol-fanatics, so that's a plus,” she says after a while.

”Mhm. You didn't have a lot of friends back there, so I hope you can make more over here. However, let's put that aside, as I want to know what you think of the learning lessons.

”In your original world, you were a first-year student, however, here you are a second year. A one year difference may not seem like much, but it is, so I want to know if you're having any trouble with your studies.”

Nao thinks for a few seconds before replying,

”As you said, it was certainly difficult. Especially when the learning materials are somewhat different. Nevertheless, I should be fine after a week of going over it.”

”If any of you guys need any help in your studies, you can always refer to me,” I declare.

”Me as well,” Sora adds.

”Then I will have you guys explain everything to me because I understood nothing from that failure-of-a-teacher,” Misa complains.

I kind of feel sorry for our teacher. Yes, the explanation given to us isn't all that clear as you'd expect it to be, but calling them a failure...

What a good girl.

Now that I've gotten that dealt with,

”Akame,” I say to the quiet teenager who has been silently chewing on her food, ”Are you used to living here, now?”

As expected, she doesn't respond to my inquiry before she finishes her food.

”It's peaceful,” she mutters.

Isn't that a curious response? Makes me wonder what kind of world she comes from. So far, I can tell that it's a war-infested one.

Also, from the looks of it, there are some really interesting pieces of equipment over there. She hasn't said much herself, but I can tell that the sword she's holding is no ordinary sword.

I'll try to get some more information out of her later when we're alone.

”Ravel, what about you? Do you have any problems?”

As if she was waiting for me this moment, she replies almost instantly,

”Not at all! Everyone here is nice.”

Looking at the beaming Devil, a smile covers my face as I say,

”That's good and all, but I'm sure you feel bored when everyone is at school, right?”