There’s Something Special About Her - Chapter 73

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Episode 73.
Thump!
My legs gave out and I collapsed onto the sofa.
She’d mentioned there would be “some things,” so I’d vaguely expected new writing supplies or books worth reading.
That’s the sort of gift a generous guardian typically gives their ward.
“……Is this what passes for a tycoon’s taste?”
I muttered, sweeping my eyes across Room 102 in disbelief.
I already knew Deccan Gold was enormously wealthy.
But beyond those staggering donation amounts, he’d gone and furnished the whole room?
Was I about to become a ward who’d drain my guardian’s wallet?
A conscience I didn’t know existed poked at me relentlessly.
As I rested my elbows on my knees and washed my face with dry hands, I could have sworn I heard Deccan Gold’s voice in my ears.
‘Just furniture, you think?’
“Ah, come on.”
Even as I said that, my hands and feet were already opening every other door in sight.
“Seriously…… is this man insane?”
My worst suspicions proved correct.
The Bedroom, Bathroom, and Clothing Room were all perfectly outfitted with new furnishings.
Soft bedding, an array of bath products, and clothes in every size.
“There are so many Training Uniforms——what’s the point?”
Upon spotting the identical Training Uniforms hanging neatly in rows, I simply plummeted to the floor in the middle of the Clothing Room.
Not a single item in Room 102 that had been prepared for me was anything less than top-tier.
I couldn’t even fathom how much money it would take to purchase it all.
“Deccan Gold, you absolute madman…….”
***
The next day.
“Hmm-hm-hm.”
I was humming to myself as I finished getting ready for breakfast.
“Nothing beats a good night’s sleep.”
How many days had it been since I’d slept so soundly?
Thanks to the Necklace and I both getting perfect rest the night before, my condition today was immaculate.
My body felt so light that throughout the Dawn Run, I had to be careful not to accidentally pass the other trainees by sprinting too hard.
In truth, despite my well-rested body, my mind had been rather heavy.
But a conversation with Padilla Bondayz before the Dawn Run had set me free.
“Your concern for your guardian’s finances is admirable, but an expense of that magnitude won’t even scratch Deccan’s accounts. Simply accept it with gratitude.”
That’s what she’d told me when I expressed worry that Deccan Gold might have overextended himself.
She’d even added that he’d make far more than that in the time it took to drink a single cup of tea.
Along with her guess that he probably didn’t even know his own exact net worth.
“Well then.”
It seemed fair to think of it like buying jam-spread bread for a hungry street urchin instead of plain, stale bread.
“Besides, if the recipient grows uncomfortable with such generosity, it only troubles the giver.”
So I decided to properly thank him the next time we met, and to use the furniture carefully and sparingly in case Deccan Gold ever wanted to resell them later.
“Well then, time to grab some breakfast…….”
I was locking up my door and stepping into the Corridor when
a door further down opened, revealing the resident of Room 101.
“Runelk Ains?”
“Oh, hey.”
The owner of the adjacent room was none other than Maximilian Degraive.
He was from the same training cohort, but the young master had made it a habit to glare at me from a distance ever since the sparring test.
“What are you doing here?”
“I transferred in last night. Room 102.”
“You?”
“Yeah, that’s how it worked out. I’ll keep quiet, so don’t worry about noise from the shared wall.”
It made sense that Degraive’s young master would have a private room, but having it right next door was somewhat surprising.
Still, there was no reason we’d be visiting each other like friendly neighbors.
I figured we were acquainted enough and had just turned toward the Dining Hall when the young master came striding toward me.
Was he about to order me out to another floor?
A small sigh escaped me at the thought of quarreling with him this early in the morning.
But what came out of his furrowed brow was entirely unexpected.
“Runelk Ains, are you still holding a grudge?”
“Holding a what?”
I was so bewildered I asked him to repeat himself, and Maximilian clicked his tongue.
“Using my Aura during the match was an unintentional mistake. I thought you understood that at the time.”
“That’s fair. And honestly, I felt a little sorry for you getting beaten up like that…….”
The young master’s face crumpled pathetically.
“Yeah, so that’s that. But why are you still upset with me? The match was decided in your favor anyway.”
“Upset? I’m not.”
“No?”
“I got a Judgment Victory and was formally admitted, so there’s no way I’d harbor any resentment.”
I’d been so preoccupied with the Necklace that I’d practically forgotten Maximilian Degraive even existed.
But the young master let out a scornful laugh.
“Acting innocent when you refused my invitation.”
“You’ve been talking nonsense this whole time. What invitation are you even talking about?”
“My table at the Dining Hall!”
Maximilian Degraive suddenly raised his voice.
“I invited you to sit with me, and you ignored it!”
“Invitation? You were staring daggers at me so hard I nearly ate alone.”
……
The young master’s mouth sealed shut.
“Wait……that was supposed to be an invitation? Not a threat of revenge?”
“How could you see me like that!”
How could I.
You’re just a spoiled young master.
“My mistake during the match was due to my lack of skill! But revenge? I, Maximilian Degraive, am not such a shameless man!”
“Right, fine. I’m glad to hear it.”
The sight of him trembling like someone accused of the world’s most terrible crime was remarkable.
Must be his youth——he’s brimming with energy this morning.
But unlike the young master, I’ve been around longer and need to get some food in my stomach.
“Got it. Next time, just say it out loud so there’s no confusion.”
“Wait.”
“What now!”
“Now that our misunderstanding is cleared up, join us at our table from now on.”
“And where did that fresh nonsense come from.”
My empty stomach was howling at me right now!
“Why should I eat with you?”
“Because I’ve invited you.”
The young master answered immediately, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
As if the sun rises because morning has come.
As if I had no choice in the matter.
“I appreciate the invitation, but I’ll have to decline.”
……What?”
“I’ve gotten quite close with the other trainees I eat with.”
“You’re rejecting……my invitation?”
Maximilian Degraive’s grey eyes were trembling wildly, as if an earthquake had struck the very ground beneath his feet.
Like someone who’d never been refused in his entire life.
“Me, rejected…….”
The young master swayed, steadied himself against the wall, and muttered in a daze.
“You’re the first person to ever reject me.”
“Yeah, seems like it. Anyway, see you in class.”
I waved to Maximilian and bolted toward the Dining Hall.
Soothing my grumbling stomach took priority over the feelings of a carefully raised young master.
***
“Ahhhh, now I can breathe again.”
After quickly demolishing the bread and meat from breakfast and patting my belly, Julia Zimmel slid a water cup toward me and frowned.
“What took you so long? Did you fall back asleep after the Dawn Run?”
“No, nothing like that. Someone kept trying to talk to me. The food’s really delicious today, by the way. I completely overdid it.”
“You always act like you barely eat.”
I casually redirected the conversation and glanced toward the central table, where I caught sight of the young master tearing into his bread with the vacant expression of someone whose soul had left his body.
‘Did it really hit him that hard.’
Seeing him like that did make me feel a bit guilty.
But I had my reasons for refusing Maximilian Degraive’s invitation.
‘Eighty-five days left until training ends.’
It was time to begin the search for the Infiltrator in earnest.

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