I Thought Your Friend's Sibling Wasn't a Girl? - Chapter 1

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Episode 1
Have you ever experienced the world turning upside down?
A few years ago, Olivia would have answered that question with a certain “No, that’s never happened to me,” but…….
Now, things were different.
“Olivia, stop fooling around. You know I hate this.”
Once an ordinary noblewoman, Olivia had spent the past three years since her fiancé abandoned her undergoing a series of remarkably tumultuous transformations, and was now developing into something suspiciously resembling a proper Knight.
For that reason, Olivia actually felt a considerable debt of gratitude to this man standing before her.
He was the one who had upended the world of a girl who once followed only the path laid out for her.
……Even if he was currently sabotaging her date for approximately the fourth time.
“It’s not fooling around. I’m serious.”
Utterly serious, in fact.
Olivia was truly enjoying this date with her whole heart.
She’d been having quite a pleasant time before this man showed up to ruin it—
Olivia’s sharp gaze fixed on the man who had shattered the good mood to pieces without seeming to realize his mistake at all.
“My date today is with Yujin. Not with you, brother. Why do you keep trying to sabotage my dates?”
“……What?”
The man standing there with his eyes wide open as if he’d heard something absurd, staring blankly at Olivia, was none other than “Aiden Oblion.”
He was the deputy commander of the Knight Order to which Olivia belonged, her brother Cesare’s closest friend.
He had once been Olivia’s fiancé, but…….
Well, that was all in the past.
“Deputy Commander, don’t you think you’re overstepping your bounds right now?”
“And you, Commander—surely you’ve lost your mind? How could you possibly bring along someone so impossibly young—”
“Brother. I mean, Senior.”
Olivia called out to Aiden while suppressing the sigh that threatened to escape.
“Are you perhaps jealous?”
“What?”
“Because right now, the way you’re acting, it really looks like jealousy.”
“Don’t talk such nonsense!”
Unlike Aiden’s face, which had gone deathly pale, Olivia’s face had taken on a rosy flush.
Her green eyes were half-hidden beneath gracefully lowered lashes, and a dimple had appeared in one cheek.
Aiden’s ears, witnessing this from up close, flushed as red as if they’d been dipped in crimson dye.
“I’m just worried about you, Olivia. You’re still young, and I’m your brother’s friend. It’s my duty to protect you—”
“You have no such duty. You’re not my fiancé anymore, and I came of age a few months ago. I’m old enough to choose my own date.”
So just disappear.
Olivia fixed Aiden with a glare that conveyed precisely that sentiment.
“If it’s not jealousy, then trust my judgment and leave now. But if it is jealousy—”
“……If it is?”
“Then bury it deep. It’s already too late.”
Olivia had once been fond of Aiden.
In truth, she still cared for him even now.
But she had no intention of accepting the feelings of a fool who couldn’t even properly understand his own heart while he sulked like a spoiled child.
She had waited so long for a day when she could turn those words back on him.
Olivia linked her arm through that of Yujin, the Commander of the Lukes Knight Order standing beside her, and burst into bright laughter.
“Isn’t that what you said—a friend’s sister isn’t a woman?”
* * *
Veritas, a prestigious academy founded alongside the establishment of the Laurentia Empire.
The Training Grounds of Veritas Academy, which had produced countless exceptional Knights, should have been filled with the spirited shouts of sparring students today, but…….
“Again?”
“She’s relentless. This is her third hour straight.”
“When you think about it, she’s the craziest person among us.”
“You’re only realizing that now?”
The Training Grounds were filled not with shouts of encouragement, but with the murmur of student voices.
There was one figure who commanded the attention of all the students who should have been concentrating on their sparring.
Clang, clang!
Her high-tied chestnut hair flew in all directions.
A woman wielding multiple Daggers charged toward a Great Sword as tall as a man’s body.
It was a collision whose outcome seemed obvious to anyone watching, yet no one dared predict the winner.
‘Never judge Olivia Kishir rashly.’
That was the lesson they had learned with their entire bodies over the three years spent training alongside her.
The woman’s name, who looked as if she might sway in the wind with such grace, was “Olivia Kishir.”
Starting three years ago with her transfer to the Knights Division, she had trampled over every student who had trained longer than her, climbing all the way to the rank of top student.
Considering that the previous Olivia had been an utterly ordinary noblewoman in whom not a trace of martial prowess could be found, this achievement was all the more impossible.
Whoosh!
With the sound of air being cut, the weapons in both their hands rose to strike against each other.
Boom!
A tremendous crash exploded.
And in that moment, the bout that seemed destined to continue found its end.
Olivia dodged the heavy Great Sword descending toward her with feline grace and precision.
The man, missing his target, showed obvious confusion.
Olivia did not miss that instant; she pushed off the flat of the Great Sword embedded in the ground and leaped skyward.
Everyone watching had the same thought.
It was as if gravity operated differently wherever Olivia stood.
Lightly vaulting over the man, Olivia seized the space behind him and swept his legs out from under him.
With the advantage secured, Olivia’s Dagger gleamed lethally in the sunlight.
Clap, clap, clap.
“That’s enough. The victor is Olivia Kishir. Well done to you both.”
“Thank you, Professor. Bennet, that was good sparring.”
“……Don’t mention it. I learned a lot myself.”
Olivia returned his smile and withdrew a Handkerchief from her pocket, dabbing the perspiration that trickled down her face.
Her movements were refined and elegant—the exact opposite of how she had just rushed forward with the ferocity of something ready to tear apart everything in sight.
The Handkerchief, carefully pressed to maintain its crisp creases, was small and delicate—the sort a noblewoman might carry, far removed from what most Knights typically used.
Olivia folded it neatly and tucked it back into her pocket, then turned gracefully and disappeared into the building.
…….
The sunset was painting the sky in deepening hues.
The sparring that had begun when the sun was high overhead had finally ended.
Bennet, who had held his rigid posture until Olivia completely vanished into the building, collapsed onto the ground the instant she was out of sight.
“Bennet! Are you alright? How did you end up as her sparring partner today?”
“Whoever said Olivia wasn’t coming to the Training Grounds this afternoon—confess now. Right now.”
“That’s not important right now……. That’s why you should have been more careful at this time. The practical training’s coming up soon.”
“You think? I already knew this would happen. Did you really think you’d sacrifice me to Olivia and find your freedom? Today is a day we both die. Come here, come on!”
“Aaaah! You did the same thing to me! Remember what you did last week!”
An unexpected commotion erupted in the Training Grounds as the sunset deepened.
Bennet’s resentment at having served as Olivia’s sparring partner for three straight hours did not dissipate easily.
Soon the Training Grounds filled with the shouts of students entangled in chaotic combat.
Olivia Kishir.
A Knight Division student at Veritas Academy and a symbol of fear recognized by everyone—an aberrant noblewoman.
One day she had suddenly appeared here and risen above everyone.
That had been three years ago.
“By the way, did you guys hear that rumor?”
“What rumor?”
“About why Olivia transferred.”
Why had that insane noblewoman abandoned the wonderful field of Monster Classification and thrown herself into practical work, beating everyone senseless?
This was a question anyone who had been thoroughly beaten in sparring with Olivia would have asked themselves at least once.
Bennet glanced around again cautiously, then whispered while shielding his mouth with his hand.
“Apparently she came to catch her runaway fiancé.”
“What?”
“There’s supposedly a fiancé who left only an Engagement Dissolution Document and fled to the Dispatch Knight Order. The rumor is she’s planning to kill him once she catches him—and right now we’re basically her practice dummies for that.”
Good grief.
Sympathy bloomed across everyone’s faces.
When Olivia set her mind to something, she saw it through.
So that fiancé would certainly be found dead.
The cause of death would probably be…….
“What must it feel like to be killed by your own fiancée’s hands?”
“Who knows. I’ve never seen a man killed by his fiancée’s hands before…….”
Soon we will.
Sympathy toward “the unnamed fiancé of the young Lady Kishir” bloomed across the students’ faces.

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