Chapter 2 part 1

12th of July, 0721 AED, Somewhere in Military Training School, Royal Capital Zarens

It wasn’t my intention.

—Scratch that, it was. I HAD to.

I mean, I am a freedom-loving individual, logical enough to carve my own path. Regardless of my appreciation for established rules, it just can’t be helped, you know. As it happens, my countless beliefs have overlapped each other—of course, this includes a touch of personal taste and other whatnots—but yes, I may or may not have a complex contradictory personality.

And sure enough, I was that thoughtful too, to fix some loose ends.

—How flawless an individual I am!

Amid deep thoughts, I’ve been warily paving through the dark of the night in silence. With a little magic that I’ve learned from lessons, I swiftly moved through the less guarded areas.

Why are they guarded, I wonder? Were there other naughty students like me? The thought of meeting up with them to find a night party excites me. But then again, I was not the type to party. Perhaps fellow outlaws just reassure me…? Hehe.

Have you not tried escaping military training school before? Might this be your first time?

—Wait… you’ve never thought of doing it before? That’s a shame. I too, never would have thought I’ll enter military training school… But what’s the point of saying that now? I’m escaping, babyyy!

And I know there’s a corner in your mind that thinks I wouldn’t succeed… while we’re at it, I’d like to tell you—EAT MY DUST!! I’m out babyyy!!!

Why did it seem so easy? I don’t know, I guess I’m just pretty good at it.

Now, time to ru—

“I think I’ve caught a little birdie red-handed. Did the cage bore you, perhaps?”

—Doth mine own ears deceive me?

I did not dare look back. It was as though all my senses were giving me a warning alert.

And so, I fled.

—FAST.

“And here, I was starting to believe that you were truly of laynoble mana range. To manage this kind of much complex flight magic circle sequence… You truly are naughty.”

How is this guy matching me???

“Are you a stalker?! Stop following me, creep!”

“You speak as if we have not had coffee together… this makes me sad.”

Yes, the creep I was referring to was none other than the wretched officer who threw all my life plans to garbage bin—Lieutenant Eiren. Ohhh the nerve of this guy! Being all chummy-chummy with me! If I wasn’t so against violence, perhaps I’d ********** *** ***** **** ** ***** *******!

“And you speak as though you have not threatened me!” I shouted as I released more mana, a huge surge of strong wind was behind me when I propelled myself with another mana circle.

“Might this be the reason you’re trying to run from me? Shall we settle our misunderstandings over coffee, I wonder?”

W-was this his real personality?! I’m starting to loathe it with all my being! —AND HOW ARE YOU STILL CATCHING UP?!

“As if I’d gladly accept! Did you not pick up your loose screws when they fell?!”

“Ah, we’re they that of importance? Even so, I never would have thought I’d ever get rejected in my life.”

‘THAT’S IT! I’ve had enough!!!’ was what I’d like to say but I’ve learned from our past exchange. Any more trying to act tough and going against my said belief of pacifism would backfire!

—But it’s the only way to finally escape! DAMMIT! Why did he have to appear?

“Did you place a bug on me, creep?!”

“Hmm… that, I wonder,” he spoke as if innocent and clueless. —YOU LITTLE!!

“Nonetheless, do you not think we’re prolonging this banter too much? Just so you realize, escaping military school is tantamount to desertion. Do you prefer talking in prison over our coffee conversation, Miss Scurra?”

HAH! That’s something I should worry once you do catch me!!

Just as I was self-assured, that’s when a big dark cage swallowed me from behind. This time, I couldn’t look away anymore and met his dark gaze and triumphant smirk.

“What was it again? Say, café or prison?”

—D*mmit.

to be continued...