Tearmoon Empire Story

Episode 58: Swordsmanship Games 1

The St. Noel School holds swordsmanship tournaments twice in summer and winter.

In principle, this competition, which is required to participate in all male students, boasted every year as a major event.

“That’s so lively, Master Meer”

“Right. Looks like they’ve been traveling from city to city in school.”

The large school yard is equipped with three special stadiums, surrounded by a large array of shops.

St. Noel’s School is a school where royal aristocratic descendants gather, and normally the general public cannot step unconstitutionally in this way.

But this day was special. The merchants, passing through the rigorous scrutiny of Rafina, thoughtfully expanded the store and the school garden was still like a festival venue.

– With that said, even on the previous timeline, I went around opening a store…, by myself.

Meer on the previous timeline was willing to go around this store with Scion. It was after turning down the invitations of the surrounding people because I had no idea that they would turn me down.

As a result, they didn’t eat the lunch I prepared, and I couldn’t go around opening a store with them.

Meer ate lunch by herself and went around the store by herself.

– That was…, that was hard.

I was even angry at the students who seemed to go around having fun and resentment. As a result of my eyes turned, there were rumors that Princess Meer hated the swordsmanship tournament, and that no one would invite her in the following years.

“Oh, look, Mia, that looks delicious”

“Well, then, Anne, excuse me, but for me, Chloe and you, buy it.”

“Yes, I get it!

Heading for a small run, Anne soon returned with some of the food that had been set aside in a small carton.

It was food with a sweet cheesy smell. When I pinched the red one on the top with my finger in my mouth, the back of my nose became hot.

At the same time, Meer noticed.

To tears falling down my own cheeks…

– Oh, me, you’re impressed…

How happy it is to be able to go around opening stores with Anne and Chloe in this way, with those whose hearts and minds are known.

– Me, I’m probably very happy right now…, so I cry…

“Lady Meer! That, that!

Chloe was bluffing her hands like that.

“Heh?

“It’s red pepper. Sooo hard one! Get it out of your mouth, quick!

“Ha? Ah, hey, tease! Oh, my God! Let’s just say I have a nose!

Big eyes to pole, tears Meer. It’s too spicy and my nose head turns bright red.

“Look, water, water, who…”

“Here, drink this.”

Meer pours into her mouth all at once when she receives the beverage offered from her side to the lid.

The refreshing, prickly flavor spreads in your mouth and the spiciness of the spices disappears……

“Oh…… that helped. Thank you.”

I looked up in tears. I was standing ahead of…,

“No, more useful than anything.”

“Ah, Prince Abel!

There he was, Abel, wearing knight armor for mock warfare. That figure, dressed in a war outfit, while lightly dressed: leather breastplate and elbow, is Rin, and Meer unexpectedly…,

– Shit, there can’t be any time at all!

And I stepped inside.

“Oh, I’m sorry. What if this was something to be drunk during the game?

Meer looked at the water bottle in her hand and said.

“Buy a replacement soon…”

“I don’t mind the basket. Still got more than half of it left.”

That being said, Abel naturally received a water bottle from Meer and tied it to the waist area. See how it goes……,

– Oh, oh? Prince Abel, are you going to drink that water bottle as it is? But that was my mouth right now… and if you drink it as it is… oh?

Meer, her head turns white.

It is the so-called over-conscious one.

In the first place, Abel is a twelve-year-old boy. I’m not as familiar with the one called romance between men and women…

Plus, it means pre-game, and there’s no room to inflate your delusions in vain, like Meer.

– Isn’t this an indirect kiss!?

And so on, and Meer’s mood, where delusions are rampant, you can’t even tell…

“What’s wrong with you? Princess Meer, I don’t know, my face…”

“It’s nothing. Shit!

When I looked up, right in front of me, Abel’s worried face was near my thoughts…

“……………… ahh!

Meer swallowed her breath.

“Don’t you have a little fever?

“So, yeah, it’s okay. No problem, that’s it. Prince Abel, your opponent in the first war…”

In the meantime, I tried to change the subject, but to block it,

“Oh, this is… Isn’t that Her Royal Highness Princess Meer?

Standing there was the first prince of the kingdom of Lemno, a boy who was always caught by Meer.