Chapter 75 : Confession attack

The way to the student council building. Alkine’s appearance seemed somehow rushed.

Her steps were quick. She seemed to think she was walking as usual.

It couldn’t be helped. The place she was heading to was somewhere she went every day, but the purpose was not the same as usual.

She was too busy organizing her chaotic mind, and didn’t even think about how to handle her increasingly flushed face.

Suddenly, the words of Seria, who had allowed them to have some private time, came to mind.

“Rudion won’t strongly refuse no matter what we do. Don’t ever think of that as agreement. It’s telling you not to cross the line. Got it?”

Indeed, Rudion seemed to have a hard time saying no.

If Seria had pushed just a little more, their relationship might have deepened even more than it already had.

“Of course, but don’t just pounce on him.”

“I won’t do that!”

“You have to. I’m holding back, too.”

“…What?”

During the conversation, she learned some things she didn’t want to know. Anyway,

The reason they hadn’t progressed into a romantic relationship was entirely due to Seria’s patience.

When that thought crossed her mind, she felt she must follow Seria’s advice.

Cutting in here would not be the proper thing to do as the student council president… no, as a human being.

Lost in all sorts of thoughts, she walked absentmindedly and soon reached the student council building.

Although it was a place she frequented, a sudden sense of tension filled her.

She took a deep breath and exhaled. Then, she carefully opened the door.

Creeeak-

The sound of the door, which she usually didn’t even notice, now grated on her nerves.

She wasn’t ready yet, and she wondered if he inside would speak first.

Fortunately, there was no one near the entrance.

Only then did she feel a presence inside. Someone was in her personal office.

It was obvious that the person inside was Rudion.

‘Is he still preparing to write the report?’

The conversation with Seria had taken longer than expected, so quite a bit of time had passed before she got here.

Knowing his personality, he wouldn’t have started on his own… so what exactly was he doing inside alone?

She couldn’t know without checking, so she decided to enter.

Clunk. The door opened, and she stepped inside.

And then, she faced him. Rudion, who had finished preparing for the report and was sitting in his chair.

“Oh, President. You’ve come?”

…Wouldn’t he usually wait outside?

Even if not, wouldn’t he be embarrassed for sitting in someone else’s seat?

She thought this, but quickly shook her head, acknowledging her mistake.

Right. He was always this kind of guy.

He was doing some strange act, swiftly changing the items in his hand, but as soon as he saw her opening the door, he quickly made them disappear.

It seemed he was using a new ability to put them away.

‘All his abilities make no sense.’

Breaking through attacks, blocking them in an incomprehensible way.

Even erasing parts of sounds his body made—none of them were abilities that made sense.

It was truly strange how he lived with such abilities. In a positive sense.

Without knowing what she was thinking, Rudion simply greeted her nonchalantly.

“You’re a bit late. Did you scold Seria properly?”

“Well, we just talked for a bit. By the way, what were you doing just now?”

“Oh, that? Well, a sort of training, I guess?”

It seemed he was practicing to get used to his new abilities.

After what happened today, he must have thought he needed to improve his skills.

‘…Hmm.’

After thinking again, she felt something was missing, so she took off her outerwear and threw it at Rudion, who was sitting in his chair.

“Oof.”

There was no chance to resist, but it was also because Rudion didn’t react, so her outerwear landed straight on his face.

Just as she was about to laugh at the sight, the coat quickly disappeared, then reappeared in his right hand.

…He seems to have already mastered it. Does he really need more practice?

“Why did you suddenly throw this?”

“Well, because you’re sitting in my seat so shamelessly. Hang it properly on the chair.”

“Alright.”

He stood up and neatly hung the outerwear on the chair.

Then, as if he were some butler, he gestured with both hands for her to sit.

It was just a mimicry, so there was no formality.

His appearance, looking so lighthearted, wasn’t funny, but for some reason, she suddenly burst into laughter.

“Heh… hehehe…?”

“President?”

“Oh, wait. Heh. Wait a moment.”

What a strange man. He had been like that since the first time she saw him.

From his abilities to his mannerisms, he was a man who couldn’t be understood.

He definitely followed formalities, but strangely, he was unpredictable.

That’s why, at first, she thought he was a weirdo.

But as time passed and she received his help when things happened, she began to see him in a different light.

“Heh… Phew… Ha, I’m calming down now.”

“Why did you suddenly laugh?”

“None of your business. The report prep is probably done, right?”

“Yes, it’s now the president’s turn.”

“What do you mean? Isn’t it the secretary’s job to write the report?”

“Just this time, can the president do it?”

His actions were the same, but they didn’t seem bad.

The simple politeness turned into humility and consideration, and her reckless behavior became individuality.

Truly, the difference in perception was a scary thing.

And from the moment she felt this, her heart must have already tilted.

For some reason, her heart started racing.

She felt like she couldn’t miss this moment, so she pushed aside the conversation they were having and brought up what she wanted to say.

“Rudion. I have something to say before we write the report.”

“What is it?”

…That expression. She felt something was off.

Without even knowing what she wanted to say, he seemed to already be full of thoughts of agreeing.

She was sure that even if she made a difficult request here, he would find a way to help, grumbling the whole time.

Of course, she wouldn’t make a difficult request.

“It’ll take a bit longer, so sit next to me.”

“Next to you? It’s cramped. I’m fine standing.”

“Sit down.”

“No, it’s cramped… Ugh.”

She was probably going to say something awkward, but she grabbed his arm, which kept refusing, and forced him to sit next to her.

…It felt like the contact area was wider than expected… but it couldn’t be helped, right?

“Of course, but don’t just pounce on him.”

Somewhere, Seria’s voice seemed to echo, but it was drowned out by the pounding of her heart.

An awkward atmosphere filled the air.

The sudden confession attack was enough to steal his soul, and he was now incredibly confused.

He hadn’t expected this situation at all… after always helping her, was he the one being clueless now?

Of course, Seria hadn’t directly asked to be in a relationship. She had only poured out her feelings.

That didn’t mean the pressure he felt was any less, though.

‘Yeah. I am handsome. But this isn’t right.’

Even though the face of ‘Rudion’ he had possessed was handsome, this just didn’t seem right.

But the most surprising thing was that this was a confession that had been agreed upon with Seria.

What was she thinking when she agreed to this?

More than that, he just wanted to get up from his seat.

The chair he had been forced into by her hand was extremely cramped.

His chair wasn’t small. It was about the size of a single sofa.

But that was all.

His body wasn’t big, so it was comfortable for one person, but for two, it was too tight.

Already, he was going crazy from hearing the confession, but now, with them so close, his mind was in turmoil. He thought he could just get up, but Alkine was holding onto his arm, so it wasn’t easy.

He had been pretending everything was fine, but he was still a man. He was very vulnerable to attacks like this, with a beautiful woman.

‘I’m really going crazy.’

Still, whenever he felt a strange feeling, he thought of Seria and endured it somehow.

The good guy had put in so much effort to maintain the current relationship by being considerate of her, so he couldn’t just break it.

…But wait, this was agreed upon by Seria, wasn’t it? What the heck is Seria trying to do!?

Of course, Seria hadn’t agreed to this level of contact. If she saw this, she probably would have gotten mad, right? Well, who knows.

Either way, getting out of this cramped situation was the priority.

He glanced at Alkine to see if she was planning to get any closer, but she didn’t seem to want to, yet she also didn’t seem to want to let go.

Sigh.

How should he solve this situation? He was deep in thought when, suddenly, Alkine’s outerwear hanging on the chair caught his eye.

‘This is it.’

He subtly put the outerwear in his inventory, then took it back out and shoved it in front of Alkine’s face.

“Ugh?!”

Startled, Alkine was pushed away slightly, and his held arm was finally freed, allowing him to escape.

Alkine, watching him leave the seat, looked a little disappointed but also relieved, muttering quietly.

“Sigh. I somehow managed to hold back…”

“What did you say?”

“…Just that I kept my promise.”

A promise? He had no idea what she was talking about.

Well, she probably was flustered from doing something she wasn’t used to.

He understood. He was still far from calm himself.

“Should I step out for a moment?”

“No. Stay here.”

He had wanted to step out to calm down a bit, but that idea was quickly shut down.

In the end, the awkward and warm atmosphere lingered for a long time, and time passed without a word being spoken.

The original purpose of writing the report was long forgotten.