I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…

Ruri got up like any other day in her life. She did a light stretch before getting up from her bed. She looked around her small room; there wasn't much in it, but the little it had was her personal treasure.

A moving picture of her family back at the farm, her daily use items like brushes, and the makeup she had saved half a month to buy.

As far as clothing, the closet had only two casual outfits and two pairs of work uniforms.

She quickly changed into one of these to begin her day. Today, she had to bring the hero's clothes back from the cleaners and make sure to check on the order for his new clothing that she had personally requested for Logan.

Before going out, she made sure her hair was perfectly in place with some hairclips and her clothes were immaculate, without any wrinkles.

Ruri sighed before opening the door, thinking today would be another good day, for she was optimistic. She knew the hardship of living in poverty and the challenges her family would face if she did not send back home a portion of her earnings.

As it was still dark and only the light of the moon lit her master's room, she could not clearly see how he was doing. From what she could gather, he was sleeping on his side with the fox cuddled within his stomach while his falcon seemed to be perched on the bed's rail.

She thought she saw something else as the pillow shook for a bit before stopping when she looked at it.

Giving up on looking at her master while he slept, she used her usual lighting tool to check around for clothes she would need to take to get washed while placing a fresh set near the bed, as he seemed not to get used to this world's fashion. She picked up a few pieces that were placed on a chair and left.

Two hours later, she returned. It was usually the time her young master would awaken. Today, she had also brought back some sweet bread the chefs had just finished baking and a fresh pot of tea. She hoped that the delightful aroma of the freshly baked bread would help him awaken.

She was busy placing the clothes in his closet when Ruri heard Logan get up. That was her cue to get him a small bucket of water so he could wash his face for the day.

Ruri looked at her master's face, and it reminded her of her younger brother—something she had noticed as soon as she met the boy a few days before.

As the days passed, she began to understand the boy's nature and made sure to act according to his particular way of life. She was glad she was assigned to this particular boy, though, as the other maids were either made into mistresses, kicked out for making their hero mad, or tossed aside after some heroes no longer needed them.

It was hard on the young girls brought to be the heroes' aides, but for her, Logan had been a good master to serve. He never asked for much and would often rather do things by himself.

Logan wasn't all that perfect as sometimes he would fall asleep not changing which made it difficult for her to get some clothes washed when he slept wearing them.

The boy also did not seek her presence much. She sometimes had to look for him, like when he left for a full day without warning her, staying at the Rosengard Estate.

But other than that, he was a gentle boy. He often played with his falcon and fox, feeding them himself, which she appreciated as Ruri did not like monsters. The only other bad thing she could think of was that he must...like guys.

She did not seem to understand why he would not look at her or any other woman directly or make advances. He had a good-looking face under the strands of hair he always kept to cover one of his eyes.

But this was improving with each day as he got stronger. His aura, however, was becoming darker. She could see a whirl of the blessing of darkness around him at times.

It wasn't bad, though, as it was considered lucky for someone to gain the direct favor of a spirit, and the Great Darkness Spirit was one of few divine beings.

"Here is your towel Master Logan." She asked as he was done cleaning his face.

"Thank you, Ruri," Logan said while using the towel she handed him.

"I brought you some fresh bread and tea so you can start your day, master. It seems your mentor will be waiting at the training center, so you should hurry," Ruri explained.

"Sure thing. I hope it's not too sweet; you know how I hate it like that," Logan replied while fixing his bed to eat.

"Don't worry about setting up the bed and eat, master. I will handle it later," Ruri warned, knowing that today would be a busy day and he needed to be out earlier than usual.

After fifteen minutes, the hero finally exited the building. Ruri had given him her daily goodbye and got back to work; it was going to be a busy day for her as well. She needed to go out and buy the food specified by the earl for her master's new fox and falcon, and by the sound of it, it needed to be lean meats and various other ingredients.

She would also need to cook a few portions, and yet, she felt good to have a role in her Master Logan's life.

Logan was trying to calm himself as he made his way towards the training field to meet his new mentor. Unsure of how he would greet or react to them, he rehearsed a few scenarios in his mind to avoid any problems.

[Master, it's fine] Luna communicated to him, her tone laced with worry. She kept her eyes down, as if something bad was happening.

Logan also noticed that his falcon, who would usually take to the skies, seemed to stick close to him, perhaps sensing the negative thoughts he was having. As for his slime, it felt awfully still, as if not wanting to ruin his concentration.

[I am sorry, you three. Everything is fine. We will just be meeting someone new, and I am not really good with introductions and all that...]

"Hii / Krriiii / Muii" His three tamed beasts cheered in unison, trying to lift their master's spirits.

Logan laughed a little and thanked the three, feeling his confidence boost as he continued. He was close to the training center where knights were gathered along with many heroes who now seemed at home.

Some of them were in the center of a few knights, talking normally—a far cry from the first day when they would cower at the sight of an armored soldier.

Logan, who did not know or care about anyone in the field, looked around absent-mindedly. Everyone seemed to stare at him as he passed by, perhaps checking out his beasts or simply curious about the boy who rarely mingled with the other heroes.

His falcon caught the attention of many knights, as it was a well-known disaster-class beast especially when fully grown and knew how to use all its skills.

Logan found the loud instructor, Theron, who was in charge of the class's training and was Ms. Claire's mentor. Theron was busy giving orders to a few knights.

Logan overheard a few words and was overjoyed. It seemed that some in the class would start going out into the forest to search for more mutants, like the pale blue goblins, along with many soldiers.

The kingdom seemed to have taken this seriously. Chloe must have given someone important the weird gem, prompting the kingdom to respond quickly to the threat that was damaging the forest.

He kind of wanted to keep it a secret to train by killing off the mutated creatures, but he also didn't want the forest's monsters to continue being turned into freaks because he couldn't kill them fast enough.

Theron seemed to have noticed him at one point because he suddenly yelled out a name and pointed to Logan. It was a good start since he did not want to talk to the bozo. He was glad that the person assigned to him was made to come to him instead.

He noticed a tanned woman with an aura of darkness around her walk up to him in a casual manner. She had a striking presence, her eyes a deep shade of violet that seemed to hold a mysterious depth.

Her hair, long and flowing, was as dark as a moonless night, and it cascaded down her back like a waterfall of shadows.

She wore a well-fitted, dark leather armor that allowed for agile movement, with intricate silver patterns etched into the material, signifying her status and expertise. At her side, a sleek but large black panther padded silently, its eyes gleaming with intelligence and strength.

She also had a raven perched on her shoulder, its feathers glistening like obsidian, giving her an even more formidable appearance.

Logan could sense the immense power she held, not just from the darkness that surrounded her, but also from the way her tamed beasts responded to her presence with unwavering loyalty and respect.

He gulped as she was getting closer, knowing that he could be in danger if he got on her bad side.