Chapter 5: Hell has no fury... (1)* (2/2)

This was nature in her humble brilliance.

In the center of this lively garden, two people could be seen standing in training gear. One of them swinging a sword while the girl beside him was counting each of his swings, the scowl on her face clearly indicating that she was in a bad mood.

”450. Do it again.”

He had thought that he would only have to suffer a little bit.

”450. Change your posture.”

He had already imagined different situations and ways to cope with it.

”Study your opponents and find their weakness.”

But it seemed like he had seriously underestimated how angry she would be.

”455. I know you can do better.”

Still he didn't stop charging his posture as he continued swinging his sword. After all he knew. This world wasn't just some happy dream with him being a prince.

”455. Your swing was too weak. It doesn't count.”

He knew that this world was a dangerous one where life and death could be decided as the drop of a hat. After all, there was a reason he was an orphan.

'If even the king and his wife can get killed. Who can avoid this fate? Death does not care about how noble you are.'

As such, even though he knew Setsuna was simply blowing out some steam. He didn't stop her and instead put all his mind to swinging his sword again and again. This continued for about 30 minutes.

”990. Just ten more and it will end.”

His arm feels like they would fall off at any moment. Still he did not stop and have his last for the last swing.

”and...1000.”

Those words sounded in his heart the sweet voice of heaven forgiving a sinner.

*huff* *huff* *huff*

He stood in his trousers as his body was literally bathed in his suit. His gait unsteady and his mind blurry.

”À-Are you alright.”

From the side, the worried voice of Setsuna sounded almost like an afterthought.

”Sol!!”

Finally, he feels his vision darken as he feels.

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What woke him up this time wasn't a wet sensation on his crotch but rather a dainty hand caressing his forehead. He could also feel the back of his head resting on something soft.

'A lap pillow.'

It was such a pleasant sensation that he wished he could stay like that for eternity.

”Are you awake?”

He would have tried to fake his sleep, but he knew that someone like her should have been able to feel the change in his breathing rhythm.

He opened his blue eyes and looked at the equally blue ones that were fixed on him. Her beautiful angular face that was generally fixed like a cold mask wrought with anxiety.

He tried to speak but she was ahead of him.

”Idiot!!”

He stopped short. He could see her face countort as she tried to keep the tears from falling.

”Why didn't you tell me you were past your limits?! You still didn't awaken. Doing something like that could only be harmful for you.”

He let out a bitter smile. Indeed. Humans were different from the different races because they could only have access to mana after their awakening which happened at 15. This was why it was such an important milestone for them.

”I am sorry. I just didn't want you to stay angry.”

Those words made her flush completely as she stopped berating him before hanging her head in shame her large fluffy ear also doing the same

”I am the one who should apologize. I shouldn't have made your training harder because of jealousy.”

Her words might have come as a murmur, but he was close enough to clearly hear her.

”Jealousy?”

He looked at her questioningly before everything clicked in his mind.

'Fuck. I forgot she was a wolf.'

Everything had happened so fast. He had totally forgotten how sensitive the nose of beast men were. Even more so for a blue wolf like her.

Coming at her training with the scent of sex basically radiating out of him might have been like a slap to her face.

Her face flushed even more when she understood he got what she meant.

An awkward silence fell between the two of them. Finally, Setsuna simply sighed and said,

”Anyway, me being angry doesn't excuse the fact that I made you push yourself more than you should have. I will do anything for you to forgive me.”

Sol, who was about to tell her to not mind it, he stopped short at her words as his thoughts process crashed.

Few words held more power than those. He slowly got up and took her hand before pulling her further in the garden, that could also be called a forest.

Once he reached a place far enough, he asked again just to be sure,

”Setsuna, did you say that you would do anything?”