Chapter 312
Even the Small Me is Cute
Seira loudly calls out the skill name.
“White Finger!!”
Flash!
It was as if a flashbang had gone off, filling the sight with white light.
I squint my eyes, then open them.
In the space, now cleared of the blinding light, he was there.
The Professor.
The guy was lying on the ground, wearing his glasses, which looked like they had seen better days.
His body was a mess, covered in blood, and I could sense a faint life force coming from him.
He was completely unconscious.
Well, it was unusual if he came out unscathed after taking Seira’s full-frontal attack at close range.
Given his state right now, he’d probably lost the fight long ago, and his battle mode was already deactivated.
Seira snatched the cursed artifact, Gram, out of his hand.
“Light Bind.”
As Seira recited the skill name again, white light descended from the sky, restraining the fainted Professor.
Having snatched his artifact, used up all his magic power, and forced a shutdown of his mental projection due to Seira’s attack, he wouldn’t be waking up properly for days.
The forced shutdown of the mental projection comes with the burden of severe backlash and blood loss, after all.
So we can safely send him straight to the Association’s designated villain prison.
And on top of that, the Professor is an EX-rank villain, a member of the Four Horsemen.
Messiah also doesn’t doubt his loyalty, so unlike other villains, he won’t suddenly die from the Golden Magic in prison.
No, it’s actually more advantageous for me that he’s alive right now.
Undertaker.
Getting the Professor’s cooperation would be the easiest way to obtain testimony to persuade her.
Just as that thought crossed my mind.
“Hey, little one!”
Swoosh.
Before I knew it, Seira had pulled me back into her embrace.
I could feel the softness of her ample chest.
With her cheeks flushed, Seira wrapped her arms around my waist.
Her expression was somewhat complicated.
“Whoo….”
She takes a deep breath.
Closing her eyes, she seems to be calming herself down.
Sorting through her emotions, I guess.
In the original story and here as well.
Even if the Professor is a traitor, Seira didn’t truly hate him.
In the original, she shed tears when forced to kill the Professor, who was threatening Yuji’s life.
Unlike the original, she hasn’t killed the Professor now, but she did take him down with her own hands.
It’s true.
There’s no way she wouldn’t be emotionally shaken.
Seira, who’d been taking deep breaths, opens her eyes.
She forces a smile and says,
“Hehe. I have defeated the enemies threatening this little one. What do you think? How’s my skill? I haven’t rusted, have I?”
Seira, blushing, looks directly at me.
[Big sister······.]
The Black Prince speaks in a pitiful voice.
Looks like he’s trying to change the subject.
I can’t help but notice Seira’s appearance.
Her mature prime form, which is different from her usual childlike look, is about my height.
In the original work, during her prime, men would line up for her.
But seeing her prime form in reality is just too different from her usual appearance······.
“Oh, little one. Why so quiet?”
Seira’s eyes narrow.
A sultry smile graces her lips.
Unlike how she usually acts, this is a genuine sultry smile from a model-like beauty.
My body, which is in a stormy phase, starts reacting to her soft figure against my will.
“Hehe. Could it be that you’re smitten with my prime appearance······.”
Just when Seira was laughing deeply.
“Ugh······.”
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hits me.
The Magic Core and Black Stone heat up intensely.
There’s no magic left to draw out.
Fsssssh.
The infinitely expansive universe starts to collapse little by little.
The mental projection naturally dissipates, and the battle mode disengages.
I feel dizzy.
My body sways.
“Little one!”
Seira’s voice rings in my ears.
She catches me.
Maybe it’s because the mental projection has been lifted, but I see Seira returning to her original form, getting smaller.
The sky darkens.
A feeling of total exhaustion, as if I’ve poured everything out.
This is a feeling I haven’t experienced in a long time.
[You did really well today. Partner, sleep tight.]
With the last words of the Black Prince, I find myself fainting in Seira’s arms.
*
Returning to her original form, Seira catches Kim Deok-Sung in her small body.
On the ruined rooftop of the Old School Building, Seira lays the unconscious Kim Deok-Sung down and gives him a knee pillow.
Seira’s small hand gently strokes Kim Deok-Sung’s black hair.
“Phew······. Back to my original self.”
Seira murmurs while closing her eyes.
The Magic Core that had perfectly recovered within Kim Deok-Sung’s mental projection had long returned to its original state.
A slight frown appears on Seira’s face as she feels a faint pain from the permanent damage of the Magic Core rising from her chest.
“What a pity······.”
Seira caresses Kim Deok-Sung’s cheek as he sleeps, remembering the way he blushed at the sight of her prime appearance.
He had been especially conscious of her ample chest.
Thinking that, Seira’s face turns bright red.
Her heart starts racing.
Her body trembles.
“Ugh······.”
Seira bites her lip.
She places her trembling hand on her chest and takes a deep breath.
“Indeed, the little one is a fan of big breasts.”
Kim Deok-Sung likes big breasts.
That’s the moment her speculation turns into certainty.
“If that’s the case, then I still have a chance with him.”
“I still have a chance with this body.”
Seira’s expression turns serious.
She clenches her fists.
If she completely heals her wounds and regains her prime state, Kim Deok-Sung will see her again.
“My prime self was the most beautiful girl in the universe, desired and admired by all men. Hehe.”
Seira’s eyes glint mischievously.
She gently ruffles her own hair.
“But it’s a pity, this current form is also a cute beautiful girl…”
Seira pouts her lips.
She wonders if he would still like her in her current state, not just her prime self.
Just then, while Seira swallowed those thoughts,
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!]
A horrifying scream echoes from afar, towards Tokyo Bay.
Boom!
A loud noise resounds.
As it does, the dark clouds covering the sky slowly dissipate, and warm sunlight begins to shine through.
Seira instinctively feels it.
The Omega Rank otherworldly being, Apocalypse Red Dragon, has died.
“Hey, did you hear that, kid? While we were facing Jude, it seems Ichiro and the others completed their missions too. Hehe.”
Seira whispers in Kim Deok-Sung’s ear, who has fainted.
Just as Seira was taking care of him, leaving the bound Professor behind,
Flash.
A platinum flash sparkles from afar.
With that, Olivia, the platinum-haired beautiful girl, lands on the old school building’s roof using flight mode and rushes towards the unconscious Kim Deok-Sung.
“You! I came to help…”
“Shh.”
Seira brings her finger to her lips while looking at Olivia.
She smiles.
“The kid is sleeping now. Don’t be too loud, Bonaparte.”
Olivia’s expression hardens slightly as she sees Seira gently cradling Kim Deok-Sung’s head on her lap.
Just moments ago, she had exhausted all her power to defeat the Omega Rank otherworldly being and arrived at the old school building faster than anyone.
But to find that the situation was already over?
Olivia scans the rooftop.
She sees the bound and unconscious Professor, the wrecked roof, and Seira with her head resting on Kim Deok-Sung’s lap.
She breathes a sigh of relief.
“Thank goodness.”
Olivia’s first thought is one of comfort.
He fortunately isn’t dead.
The President is safe too.
Both of them escaped with their lives.
The villain has been perfectly subdued.
Somehow, with just the powers of Kim Deok-Sung and the President, they successfully repelled the EX-rank villain.
But all Kim Deok-Sung has salvaged is his life.
His body is once again in ruins.
That fact pierces Olivia’s heart like a dagger.
As a devoted maid, it’s her natural duty to protect her master’s well-being.
No, beyond that, it’s only natural to wish that the person she cares for doesn’t get hurt.
“How could I let my master get hurt…? I might be failing as a devoted maid…”
Feeling powerless, Olivia bites her lip.
“If only I were stronger… If I could help you while being by your side, or if I could have dealt with the Omega Rank otherworldly being faster…”
Then perhaps he wouldn’t have gotten hurt, right?
Those thoughts continue to swirl in Olivia’s mind.
Thoughts kept swirling in Olivia’s head.
She shook her head.
“I can’t get weak here!”
A resolute determination shone in her blue eyes.
“I am the top genius of France and the top student of Shuo Hero Academy! The heir of the Black Prince, my brother! I, Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, will risk everything to ensure that… I will become stronger to fulfill my duty as a devoted maid!”
I can’t falter here.
On the day I decided to walk the path of a hero.
On the day the Black Prince died protecting his homeland.
Hadn’t I sworn in my heart?
To become a true hero following my brother, the Black Prince.
To be a hero who protects the motherland, humanity, and the world.
I swore in the name of the Bonaparte royal family.
“The Bonaparte royal family will not fall! Never!”
There’s no room for weakness now.
The royal family’s oath doesn’t waver.
Moreover, as a devoted maid, I must ensure the safety of not just my homeland but also the ones I serve.
So, I must strive harder.
Until I become a true hero and a devoted maid.
Until I reach the pinnacle of heroism, the EX rank. With that, Olivia bit her lip, regaining her shaken resolve.
Seira, who was watching Olivia, smiled.
It was the moment when the Sports Festival incident was finally coming to a close.
*
Now, I felt a familiar headache.
Since I fainted from the recoil of the first mental projection on the roof of the old school building, it was certain I was in a hospital again.
I don’t know what hospital it is, but…
I just want to lie down a bit longer.
“…Eona. Oppa.”
Nudge, nudge.
I felt someone poking my cheek.
It wasn’t the familiar voice of the Black Prince.
Poking my cheek?
From beside me?
Could it be that this isn’t a hospital after all?
Startled, I opened my eyes.
There was…
“Eh! Deok-Sung Oppa! You’re awake! Hehehe! Deok-Sung Oppa! I missed you so much!”
Seira, back to her original form, wearing a white patient gown, smiled brightly and jumped into my arms the moment our eyes met.
Caught off guard, I noticed my surroundings.
The familiar ceiling of a hospital, the familiar hospital bed, the familiar patient gown.
I was in the Shuo Hero Academy Hospital.
The hospital room was a double room.
The bed next to me was empty, and judging by the fact that Seira was in my arms wearing a patient gown, it seemed like we were hospitalized together just like with Ichiro.
“Seira… Even after playing with Shiro-chan, I was bored… I just waited for you, Deok-Sung Oppa…”
I could hear Seira’s tongue-tied voice.
I felt a soft touch beside me.
It was the white teddy bear famous by the nickname Shiro-chan.
Hearing such juvenile words first thing after waking up felt like a childish act from someone whose body was young but whose mind was mature.
It was ridiculous.
I was crazy to be so enchanted by the glimpse of her prime state shown briefly.
With a sigh, I gently pulled Seira away from my embrace.
“Enough with creating embarrassing moments since I know you’re not regressing back to childhood, so get off me.”
The moment she heard my words,
Seira flinched.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down her forehead, caught in her act.
Who was she trying to fool?
