They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

"Hmph, what are you doing to me?"

As they spoke, they cautiously stepped back, widening the distance between them.

He seemed quite displeased with Char's offensive actions.

But her small, white-stockinged feet, moving back and forth, betrayed her true feelings.

Xia Ya watched with a smile, speechless.

Hmph, what a tsundere princess!

"Are you happy?"

Violet paused for a moment, then focused intently on the sensation, and the pent-up frustration in her heart vanished completely.

My mood has actually calmed down?

Even Violet herself found it somewhat unbelievable.

At this moment, she had a stern face and kept a distance from Xia Ya.

It still feels a bit awkward.

Especially when she sensed the change in her own mood, a hint of confusion appeared deep in her eyes.

Why?!

A blush appeared on her face.

I felt a little embarrassed.

Warm.

But deep in this dark, dense forest, it was clearly somewhat cold and gloomy.

She glanced at Xia again, then quickly looked away.

I feel like I haven't been able to properly face Char lately.

But I don't know why.

I've definitely become a bit abnormal!

It's impossible that I'm happy just because he rewarded me, right?

Violet was jolted awake and quickly banished the thought from her mind.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

I don't even look like myself anymore.

Since I can't figure it out, I might as well not think about it.

Violet then joined the ranks of monster hunters, diligently searching for goblin lairs.

She must work hard to win first place in this mission and reclaim her rightful chief position!

From the moment Char and Violet began talking, Oboro stood quietly to the side, watching her jump up and down, watching her bewilderment.

He gazed at her retreating figure, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Char was obviously just taking it easy.

He was strolling leisurely through the crowd.

Nonsense, he wasn't even capable of fighting at that moment.

While everyone else went out to kill monsters and search for their lair, he just stood there doing nothing.

Also who didn't make a move was the Sword Saintess, Sistine.

She leads the team to protect the safety of the new students and will not easily take action unless it is absolutely necessary.

Sistine glanced at Char, who was leisurely slacking off, and felt a little uneasy, but she still got closer and closer and took the initiative to approach Char.

"Junior, I need to talk to you about something."

Char stopped, remaining gentle and polite.

"What does the senior want with me?"

After a moment of contemplation, Sistine raised her head and gave her answer.

"Regarding the question you asked me earlier, I still want to reach the highest level of swordsmanship through my own efforts."

"Relying on external things is ultimately just a mirage; only achievements gained through one's own efforts truly belong to me."

Sistine pursed her lips, finally mustering her courage.

"I need your help with this!"

After saying this, Sistine bowed deeply.

Although she appears holy and aloof, her actions and words are exceptionally sincere.

Currently, he is the only member of the opposite sex I can trust.

He should help me, right?

Sistine's heart pounded.

Char smiled, not surprised by Sistine's choice.

Given her pursuit and dedication to kendo, this was to be expected.

"No problem, I hope you can be mentally prepared for the posture."

"Goo~~"

Sistine looked up, feeling both happy and apprehensive.

I'm happy that my junior, Char Aznable, has agreed to help me.

Anxiety is a feeling of unease about the future.

Even though I've already made up my mind, I still need to interact with boys!

How could I not be nervous?

The contrast is striking – it's amazing that such a cute voice could come from the mouth of a cool and aloof woman.

Sistine's toes barely touched the ground as she gripped her sword tighter.

Having contact with boys is something that happened so many years ago.

For so long, she has always kept her distance from men.

Even though I had already made up my mind, some terrifying images kept popping up in my head.

Is he lying to me?

Is this pretense just a pretense to make myself suffer even more in the future?

A jumble of chaotic images kept flashing through her mind, all of them her own imagined terrifying scenarios of being approached by men.

Sistine's face turned pale, and the urge to give up grew stronger in her heart.

Such a terrible thing, maybe we should just forget about it?

Since it hasn't started yet, it's not too late to back out now, right?

Sistine took a small step back.

Just as she was about to back down, Xia unexpectedly reached out his hand.

He did not step forward, and the smile on his face remained as gentle and refined as ever.

He exudes a reassuring aura.

Char looked directly at Sistine.

"Senior, since we've said we're going to overcome these difficulties, how about we start by shaking hands?"

"A handshake is proof of mutual honesty and the most reassuring form of contact."

After Xia finished speaking, he waited quietly for Sistine's response.

You have to actually experience it to overcome your fear.

Otherwise, she would only trap herself in her own little world, scaring herself day after day.

Sistine looked at Char's outstretched hand with some surprise.

So sudden?

She's not ready to start dating boys yet?

I'm scared, I don't really dare.

Char looked at Sistine with encouraging eyes.

"Senior, be brave. It's just a try, it's not that scary."

Sistine stared intently at Char's hand, still unable to make up her mind.

"Since you've expressed your desire to overcome these difficulties, you surely don't want your swordsmanship to stagnate, right?"

Char continued speaking.