Chapter Chapter 115: The others’ stories (1) (1/2)
13. The others’ stories (1)
#1 Their story: A certain villain’s story.
-Owner, when we dun! I’m tired!
“I’m more tired!”
I diligently rotated the silver drill in my hands.
Back when I was little, a golden hammer was the symbol of the mecha genre, but as time went on, the drill became the new symbol.(1)
Although of course once I was conscripted I realised that the shovel was the strongest.
-If ya got time to say dumb things then turn th’ dwill more!
I listened to the metal bat’s very snippy voice as I continued to turn the drill.
If you were to ask where this was… this was somewhere under the ground not even I knew the location of!
To avoid the princess I abandoned all the existing escape routes, and was drilling my way through an unfinished tunnel that I’d previously abandoned when it collapsed.
-Uwiit! It’s wock again! Lez give up and dig somewhea else! It’s too hard here!
“All the paths where the ground is soft is already linked to existing escape tunnels.”
I don’t know how many days have passed.
I don’t know how far the encirclement spreads to.
So all I can do is do my best to move underground.
-Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible!
“Fool! Tunnels advance, beyond the tunnel it were a minute before. Little by little, it advances with each turn. That’s how a drill works!(2) This drill is the drill that will pierce the earth with my tunnel!(3) This tunnel… is my escape route from the princess!”(4)
-No, no, that drill is me! Owner’s cuwwently digging a hole wifa goddess’s head!
“Hold on just a little longer. The dreams of those who flee and the hopes of those who escape. Those two sets of dreams weave together into a double helix, and drill a path towards freedom. This is tunnel escape, this is Gurren… I mean, Naruan’s escape!”(5)
-Enuff wifa bullshieeeeet!
Drrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
A line that was very familiar to me and the metal bat’s scream.
As earth before me began to crumble, I continued to dig.
#2 Their story: Ria el Nermia’s story.
The first day of school after the imperial festival.
It was my first day back since I’d sent the school a message that I’d be taking some time off.
“What were you doing!”
“We could more than have been victorious!”
Victorious? What nonsense is that supposed to be.
They’re trying to pin all the blame of the failure of the comeback that only came about because of Yugrasia’s betrayal in the first place back onto me.
“Just what reason did you have to betray us, Lady Nermia!”
At the president’s words, all the surrounding eyes were focused on me, but I ignored them all.
“Reason… is it?”
“Yes!”
The president answered, and if a look alone could pierce through people, the look he was giving me now would have pierced me hundreds of times over.
“I was scared.”
“Scared? Of fighting against Yugrasia?”
“Yes.”
I was scared.
Of the fact that I had dared to get in the way of the instructor.
And the fact that I’d gotten in the way of the instructor’s bat… no, the instructor when he was using the metal bat, the higher rank weapon of the wooden bat!
How scared was I when heard the news from No.1000.
I couldn’t even sleep peacefully, as I feared that the instructor might suddenly show up with the metal bat in hand.
“How… how was it that you, who worked the hardest out of anyone here for Marcis’s victory!”
Well, I’d fought more for my own sake than Marcis’s, but apparently the president didn’t see it that way.
Well, not that I needed to correct him.
“Why? You fought tooth and nail all alone for so long… and yet you were scared despite being on the cusp of victory!”
“It is the difference between knowing the truth and not. ”
Yugrasia’s students?
They were troublesome but I did not fear them.
At least they had the bare minimum of standards.
Unlike my fellow disciples who cuffed a person that came to help him to eat breakfast, or came running at me with sword ki ablaze because I stole her food, they were much, much more normal people.
But once I realised that the one controlling them from the shadows was the instructor, I started fearing that everything might have been playing into the instructor’s hands.
He might even be reading my mind right this instant, so I should address him as Sir Instructor.
-Wait, no, I don’t think he can go that far……
No. The instructor knows all. Even when I was fresh out of the organization, I didn’t recognize the instructor despite the fact he was smiling right beside me.
Even though his face was still the same!
-If he disguised his face and hid… would I be able to recognise him?
-That’s… even I can’t guarantee that, owner.
See. So awake or asleep, beware of the instructor, double check the passersby, beware the instructor.
“Young Lady!”
As the president admonished me noisily he started fuming again.
“Even if you are a member of House Nermia, as a Marcis student and a member of the student council, this incident cannot be overlooked! There will most certainly be a punishment… eh?”
To the noisy president, I handed him the paper which I’d been preparing since the festival ended.
The contents were complicated, but the three words at the head of the document explained everything.
[Notice of Withdrawal.]
“I’m going to quit the academy?”
“Eh?”
“I’m quitting.”
According to No.1000, the instructor managed to escape from Her Imperial Highness’s hands and fled the empire, but one never knew.
Just last time I thought he’d done the exact same thing, too, and he ended up right beside us, no?
He might even still be active as a hidden teacher of Yugrasia, and I did not have the courage to remain at Marcis as an enemy of that Yugrasia.
“I’m transferring.”
I bowed my head once, turned around and walked briskly out of the academy.
I’d finished all the relevant discussions with the school anyway, and I’d only come into school to hand him the withdrawal letter, so it was good that I found him quickly.
“Young lady? Milady? Milady!”
I started hearing sounds that almost seemed like screams, but I ignored them and kept going.
-So where’re you going now, owner?
-Where… of course it’s……
Yugrasia.
#3 Their story: Aris ril Letia’s story.
“This… is peace.”
“Peace is good.”
A loose smile spread across my face as I dug into the café’s cakes.
It was tasty. And I was happy.
“We hadn’t known the meaning of happiness all along.”
“You’re right, Aris. These small things were happiness… yet we lived without knowing that this was happiness all along…… it makes me reflect on my past self.”
I sipped on the warm tea as I looked outside the café’s window.
It was light.
The sun was still in the sky.
It was a weekday. And the sun was still in the sky!
And yet I wasn’t in the academy, but having tea with Siir in a café!
“Sniffle… this is so good.”
I think I’ve become a bit too emotional lately.