studiobondurri Chapter 64 Dormitory (4)
Chapter 64 Dormitory (4)
Chapter 64 Dormitory (4)
She was a girl with brown eyes and black hair, giving off a fresh and lively impression similar to that of an adolescent cat not yet fully grown.
The problem was that she seemed familiar, but I couldnt quite remember where from.
How does she know the nickname Candy?
Why so stiff? Weve met before, during the entrance exam.
The entrance exam?
Do you remember when you took Cecil Noona (sister) to the base?
As I nodded, she continued her explanation.
I was waiting for Cecil Noona at Base One, then after she joined up, she introduced you to me as Candy Pouch.'
Now that she mentioned it, faint memories started coming back. This girl was one of Cecils group members.
It was clearly an unexpected reunion and somewhat bewildering.
And we are housemates now, arent you going to say hi, like you did with Noona?
She was so certain in mentioning the word housemate that there was no room for doubt.
So this girl is not a secret examiner or a maid of the mansion; she is a bona fide peer in the Masters Class.
Im Trisha. And you are?
Is that your real name?
Does it matter? Even if you knew my real name, youd still have to call me Trisha.
Then you can call me Candy.
Trisha put her hands behind her back and smiled freshly.
You really dont plan on giving in? I already know your name is Damian.
How do you know my name?
Its pretty obvious. Youre really bad at concealing your identity.
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Actually, Id like to tell you my real name, but I cant on principle. Or more like, I could tell you, but then again, I must not. So, I wont.
What?
You know the Empire trains its intelligence agents by keeping the trainees unaware of each others names and faces, right?
?
They say when performing intelligence missions in foreign countries, the risk of blowing ones cover is greatly increased if the agents recognize each other as colleagues. Thats why they dont tell you from the start.
So, if I apply this to the Masters Class, does it mean when we become aware of each others true selves, it increases the risk of others discovering our identities?
So youre not telling me because of that?
Yep. At least not until your acting improves.
Alright, have it your way then.
Firstly, something you need to know. We werent supposed to meet like this. It was against the rules even to become housemates.
What are you talking about?
Thats just how it is. You see, this mansion is actually my dormitory. Somewhere in this labyrinth, there should be a separate dormitory just for you, and you were supposed to go there.
So what went wrong?
Nothings your fault. The problem lies with my situation. I cant even go to Witthrush Hall. I cant leave freely, and after class, Im confined here without being able to move, trapped in this suffocating, horrid place alone until graduation. Can you imagine?
Despite being in the same Masters Class, it seems like stricter rules are applied to this girl.
But how does that relate to me being here?
So, I begged them to bring you here. I knew your identity all along anyway, so at least Id have someone to talk to.
She begged?
Strange. This girl begs and they just change the rules and principles for her. Does that mean she engaged in an overreach of her authority?
Damian was already leaving the dormitory, heading into the mist. Watching him walk into the fog, Azelis bit her lip hard enough to leave a mark.
Having hoped for empathy and understanding from someone in a similar predicament, she was met with cold indifference.
She had been isolated alone in the labyrinth for more than three months, driven by loneliness to grasp at straws.
To Azelis, this grand mansion was like a prison. She wouldve preferred sleeping rough like during the entrance exam than staying here, if only it wasnt in this labyrinth.
She longed to mingle with other students and friends in the dormitories like any normal girl.
On her table lay a cookie recipe she had transcribed by hand.
She had prepared it hoping he might enjoy sweet treats aligning with his nickname, Candy.
Had Damian come, perhaps she could have emulated a semblance of life shared with others.
But things didnt go as she wanted.
Azelis collapsed weakly, burying her face in her knees.
And then, she murmured to herself listlessly.
I cant stand this anymore I just want to go back to the holy city.
She regretted ever coming to Eternia in the first place.
***
As the sound of footsteps emerged from the dense mist, Ella removed the mask she had been wearing.
Through the blurry view, a boy wearing a wooden mask approached.
Ella had been waiting for Damian at that spot since she received the report that he was heading to the dormitory.
Recognizing Ella, Damian stopped and respectfully bowed his head without a word.
Its been a while.
Damian slowly removed his mask to face Ella.
You seem to be leaving the dormitory rather early. Isnt it too soon?
Professor Silveryn is waiting for me outside.
Really? Is that the only reason?
Damian remained silent.
Just one question. Why do unrelated people keep meddling with the assignment of your dorm?
I really dont know.
Do you like the Witthrush Hall dormitory theyve assigned you to?
Its a splendid room.
Thats good to hear. Because it came out as a result of someone incessantly pestering me.
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It seems youve had a bit of a mix-up with Trisha. Blame me for that since Im the one who made the final decision despite her insistence.
Is there a reason behind this decision?
Of course. Not sure how it will sound to you, but Trisha truly is one of the most special kids in the world. Which is why she is tremendously difficult to manage. You seemed like the only person capable of handling her besides yourself.
Is it because Im part of the Masters Class? Im not equipped to handle someone so special.
No, Im confident youre one of the best equipped to handle it. Hasnt that already been proven in your relationship with Silveryn?
Professor Silveryn takes good care of me.
You dont seem to realize that Silveryn was the farthest person from caring. Youre the reason she changed.
Ive done nothing.
Good, then do nothing. Thats all I want from you. You dont need to get close to her. Just coexist, like you do with Silveryn.
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Ella took a cigarette and placed it between her lips, inhaling deeply for a moment before speaking.
Of course, I will ensure you are properly compensated for tolerating any inconvenience.