Chapter 119
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Bridgette then tried to leave me with an attitude of disinterest.
I guess she is not interested in me.
“W-wait a minute! I haven’t finished my story yet!”
I desperately tried to stop Bridgette from leaving.
I never imagined that a future would come in which I would be frantically calling out to Bridgette to ask her about magic or that I would be more interested in asking Kaisar than Bridgette.
It is pathetic that I can’t get myself to ask Kaisar directly because of my petty pride in spite of such a situation.
How much easier it would be if I could throw away my useless pride and the title of No. 1 in the school ranking.
However, I am afraid to throw away such useless pride because I feel that I would not be able to recover if I threw it away.
How petty, cowardly, and lame I am.
Isn’t this the very image of the person I hate?
I know, and it makes me even more miserable.
“What is it? It’s just an ice flower. What else is there to it?”
Bridgette stopped and replied without even showing a pretense of hiding her annoyance.
If it had been me before, I might have been angry if Bridgette-san, a double-digit rank, had this kind of attitude toward me, or I would at least look down on her in my heart.
Looking back, I get reminded of what a petty person I was.
“The magic that makes ice flowers bloom, [Blossom frost], why can it make more than one? Even I, from a family that is good at ice magic, can only come one bloom at this stage. Your magic is also unusually strong. I wonder if there’s something special? Is it some strange medicine or something you are taking?”
“I wouldn’t take such medicine. They are fake, and, though you may feel stronger at first, they give borrowed power by loaning your life. They are highly addictive, so you cannot even stop taking them, and by the time you realize it, your body is in a state of disarray, which you can never recover from. Besides, I got taught by Master that I can be stronger than if I used such a thing, and if I didn’t, I wouldn’t use drugs with only disadvantages. I want to live with Master for as long as possible, so I would never use medicine that would shorten my lifespan even for a second. I have a goal that I will definitely live until I see the faces of my descendants and great-grandchildren born between Master and me. Oh, and if you are talking about dreams, I would like to be with Master…”
It seems that I have stimulated something frightening in Bridgette-san as she begins to speak at a furious pace with a lively expression that has changed from her troublesome attitude of a moment ago.
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Bridgette then tried to leave me with an attitude of disinterest.
I guess she is not interested in me.
“W-wait a minute! I haven’t finished my story yet!”
I desperately tried to stop Bridgette from leaving.
I never imagined that a future would come in which I would be frantically calling out to Bridgette to ask her about magic or that I would be more interested in asking Kaisar than Bridgette.
It is pathetic that I can’t get myself to ask Kaisar directly because of my petty pride in spite of such a situation.
How much easier it would be if I could throw away my useless pride and the title of No. 1 in the school ranking.
However, I am afraid to throw away such useless pride because I feel that I would not be able to recover if I threw it away.
How petty, cowardly, and lame I am.
Isn’t this the very image of the person I hate?
I know, and it makes me even more miserable.
“What is it? It’s just an ice flower. What else is there to it?”
Bridgette stopped and replied without even showing a pretense of hiding her annoyance.
If it had been me before, I might have been angry if Bridgette-san, a double-digit rank, had this kind of attitude toward me, or I would at least look down on her in my heart.
Looking back, I get reminded of what a petty person I was.
“The magic that makes ice flowers bloom, [Blossom frost], why can it make more than one? Even I, from a family that is good at ice magic, can only come one bloom at this stage. Your magic is also unusually strong. I wonder if there’s something special? Is it some strange medicine or something you are taking?”
“I wouldn’t take such medicine. They are fake, and, though you may feel stronger at first, they give borrowed power by loaning your life. They are highly addictive, so you cannot even stop taking them, and by the time you realize it, your body is in a state of disarray, which you can never recover from. Besides, I got taught by Master that I can be stronger than if I used such a thing, and if I didn’t, I wouldn’t use drugs with only disadvantages. I want to live with Master for as long as possible, so I would never use medicine that would shorten my lifespan even for a second. I have a goal that I will definitely live until I see the faces of my descendants and great-grandchildren born between Master and me. Oh, and if you are talking about dreams, I would like to be with Master…”
It seems that I have stimulated something frightening in Bridgette-san as she begins to speak at a furious pace with a lively expression that has changed from her troublesome attitude of a moment ago.
Bridgette then tried to leave me with an attitude of disinterest.I guess she is not interested in me.W-wait a minute! I haven't finished my story yet!I desperately tried to stop Bridgette from leaving.I never imagined that a future would come in which I would be frantically calling out to Bridgette to ask her about magic or that I would be more interested in asking Kaisar than Bridgette.It is pathetic that I can't get myself to ask Kaisar directly because of my petty pride in spite of such a situation.How much easier it would be if I could throw away my useless pride and the title of No. 1 in the school ranking.However, I am afraid to throw away such useless pride because I feel that I would not be able to recover if I threw it away.How petty, cowardly, and lame I am.Isn't this the very image of the person I hate?I know, and it makes me even more miserable.What is it? It's just an ice flower. What else is there to it?Bridgette stopped and replied without even showing a pretense of hiding her annoyance.If it had been me before, I might have been angry if Bridgette-san, a double-digit rank, had this kind of attitude toward me, or I would at least look down on her in my heart.Looking back, I get reminded of what a petty person I was.The magic that makes ice flowers bloom, Blossom frost, why can it make more than one? Even I, from a family that is good at ice magic, can only come one bloom at this stage. Your magic is also unusually strong. I wonder if there's something special? Is it some strange medicine or something you are taking?I wouldn't take such medicine. They are fake, and, though you may feel stronger at first, they give borrowed power by loaning your life. They are highly addictive, so you cannot even stop taking them, and by the time you realize it, your body is in a state of disarray, which you can never recover from. Besides, I got taught by Master that I can be stronger than if I used such a thing, and if I didn't, I wouldn't use drugs with only disadvantages. I want to live with Master for as long as possible, so I would never use medicine that would shorten my lifespan even for a second. I have a goal that I will definitely live until I see the faces of my descendants and great-grandchildren born between Master and me. Oh, and if you are talking about dreams, I would like to be with MasterIt seems that I have stimulated something frightening in Bridgette-san as she begins to speak at a furious pace with a lively expression that has changed from her troublesome attitude of a moment ago.
