How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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Shortly after Sirocco finished speaking, the school bell rang on time.

Did you even consider this?

Just as Cass was beginning to admire Sirocco's precise calculations, the other party's next words proved that Cass had been overthinking things:

"Oh, what a coincidence, the timing is perfect. Cass, could you ask for a day off for me? Just say I'm feeling unwell and too tired."

"Oh...Speaking of which, Sirocco, you really don't go to class? I've noticed you've been skipping classes quite often before."

"As long as you pass the exams and maintain attendance at school every day, you can graduate without any problems."

Sirocco has already turned on the ring watch and is now comfortably leaning back in bed, typing away.

Seeing that Cass was still there, Sirocco asked with his eyes:

Anything else?

"Hey, Sirocco..."

Cass lowered his head, nervously swallowed, and licked his lips.

"explain."

"If I can defeat Cliff this time..."

"It's so noisy... Katya, your heart is beating too fast, you're disturbing my rest."

Ignoring Hertanid's inner turmoil, Kas tried to feign calm:

"Could you, um, you know, ask me to... go out with Yiqi?"

Ahhhhhh——!

I was so nervous that I started to stutter when I spoke!

Sirocco stared at the ring clock typing:

"Go to the dungeon to grind monsters?"

"I don't mean that kind of thing, I mean like ordinary friends, just going out for a casual stroll..."

As he spoke, Cass lowered his head and gripped the blanket tightly, the wrinkled sheets mirroring his tangled thoughts.

Sirocco looked troubled.

"What's so fun about going out with me? Go find your girlfriend."

"Huh? I... I don't have a girlfriend?"

"No? Someone as handsome as him, and the main character, isn't even listed?"

"What protagonist...? How could I possibly be one..."

Sirocco looked even more confused than Cass.

He crossed his arms and fell into deep thought—

He clapped his hands:

"I understand."

"Understand? Understand what?"

Sirocco whispered softly:

"You just didn't realize you were being liked. I see, being a blockhead is a necessary condition for building a harem, yeah, that's true, that's true..."

"Um, Sirocco? What did you say?"

"Ah."

He patted Cass on the shoulder.

"?"

Sirocco exuded a confident and magnanimous aura, as if to say, "My grades are better than yours."

"I'll consider going out. If you can beat Cliff."

"real!?"

"It's just something I'm considering."

"It's a promise, don't go back on your word!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so loud. You've said what you needed to say, go back to class."

Cass rolled off the bed and, as he left, repeated to Sirocco:

"It's a promise!"

"Yes, yes, yes, let's talk about it after you beat Cliff."

"Yes! I will definitely do my best. Ah, Ms. Gvina, I'm so sorry to have bothered you."

Cass bowed.

Sirocco waved casually, and Cass closed the infirmary door quickly and quietly.

At this moment, Sirocco frowned, belatedly realizing something:

Wait, a pre-war agreement?

I think I've set a flag for defeat?

103. The Night Before the Duel (3k)

"Sirocco, so what?"

Beren continued typing messages on her computer without turning her head.

"what?"

"Are you going to consider dating me first, or going out with your friends?"

"It has to be you, Beren. What's there to hesitate about? Even if the end of the world comes, I have to go on a date with you first."

"Huh, just understand."

Now Beren no longer complains about Sirocco always skipping class.

"Speaking of which, Sirocco...."

"Ah."

"...No, forget it."

"I will listen carefully to what you want to say."

Shilock therefore halted the documentation and planning work for the ring table.

"It's really nothing. I think it must be my imagination."

"Hmm... It feels good to have you keeping me in suspense."

Sirocco didn't insist and continued writing.

Beren took a sip of her cool coffee.

She felt... or rather, she felt uncomfortable.

It's like waking up in the morning and seeing the sky turn pink—

That guy named "Cass" is Sirocco's friend.

I can't quite put my finger on what's strange about him, and there's no basis for it, but my common sense tells me that the person is a bit odd.

You're just asking for trouble.

Beren shook her head.

They genuinely have a good relationship with Sirocco, so why are you overthinking it?

Putting that aside, let's move on to another question:

"Why did you have to choose the infirmary for a secret meeting? Wouldn't it have been better to find a corner of the library or a secluded rooftop?"

"Because you are the second person I trust most, the infirmary is a better place to keep secrets."

"oh....."

Beren concealed her excitement and typed much faster on the computer, though she made quite a few mistakes.

"Wait a minute... second trust?"

She reacted suddenly.

"Little sister, Mom and Dad are the family I trust the most."

"By your standards, to become your number one trusted person, wouldn't I have to...?"

Sirocco's turquoise eyes narrowed mischievously but affectionately, and he grinned.

"Just become my family."

"Idiot. You're thinking way too far ahead."