How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World[part1]

Chapter 13: Gymnasium (2)

"So what you're saying is..."

"... ..."

"You threw the ball because you thought my brother was a freshman in Martial Arts? And you thought I was next to him anyway, so I'd stop it?"

"...yes."

The woman quietly answered Nicole's question, which seemed to contain her anger. For your information, the woman had her head bowed and was kneeling in front of Nicole.

As I stood next to Nicole, I peered down at her. Being outside of the large gymnasium, there weren't many people around who were looking at us. Sometimes people would just glance at us as they passed by before continuing with their work.

It appears that they were concentrating on those who were competing at a distance rather than on us.

While I was thinking about it, Nicole yelled at the kneeling woman.

"You say that now?! Eh?!"

"... ..."

"Even if it's a joke, I told you not to play a joke like that! My words don't mean anything to y'all, do they?"

As Nicole yelled, the woman on her knees trembled. For me, who has only seen Nicole's kind side so far, this was quite an unexpected reaction.

Hell, not just Nicole, but any sibling would be angry. After all, the youngest sibling she cherished was almost seriously injured.

She had never raised her voice before, so the situation was just new to me.

"Answer me, Adelia. Am I wrong?"

"I-I'm sorry..."

The woman apologized in a voice like an ant crawling. But Nicole let out a long snort as if her anger still wasn't resolved.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to Isaac. If you joke around like that next time, I'll officially complain to the professor, so be careful. Okay?"

"yes..."

"Well, now apologize."

At Nicole's words, the woman gently raised her head and I watched as she revealed her face.

She was a beauty with a boyish vibe, with light brown hair that was neatly cut short to the neck, a pointed nose bridge, and impressively long eyelashes.

While I was staring into her blue eyes, she also stared at my face and opened her mouth.

"Oh, pretty..."

That mouth of hers was the problem. As useless words came out of the woman's mouth, Nicole's momentum grew even more terrifying. To be honest, I had nothing to say about it.

The woman bowed her head when Nicole exuded a dangerous aura and urgently apologized.

"I'm sorry. I was joking too much. From now on, I will never play a joke like this."

Like her boyish appearance, her tone of voice was husky, which suited her quite well. That frivolous way of speaking seems to come out only when she's playing a prank on Nicole.

I answered with a slight daze when she apologized with her head down.

"Oh, yes. It's okay. By the way, did you say it's Adelia?"

"Yes. My name is Adelia Cross."

Considering that there is no middle name that is given only to aristocrats, Adelia was a commoner. I thought she was a noble just by looking at her beauty, but I was a little surprised because she wasn't.

'But she said she was joking and threw a ball at me...'

Then it's either one of the two. Either Adelia and Nicole are best friends, or she's thoughtless. However, it is presumed to be the former when you see that she is talking nonsense to Nicole.