Chapter 24 – Harvest Festival
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, brother. Let the mana flow through you, enhancing your strength with each strike. Don’t control it, just guide it,” I lectured.
<span style="font-weight:400">A wooden sword whistled toward my face, butpared to the Water God, it looked like nothing more than a baby swinging a stick.
<span style="font-weight:400">Needless to say, I parried it effortlessly, and with my brother leaving his side open, I gave him some punishment for being so vulnerable.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Thwack!</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ouch!” Rudy eximed as he falls onto the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haa…That’s enough,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">As Rudy began to cast healing magic on himself, I silently contemted what I had noticedtely whenever I sparred with my brother.
<span style="font-weight:400">With me bing a Water Saint, I could now sense mana, and by extension, touki as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine’s was sharp and refined, almost to the point where it was hard to see, though that was probably just the difference in our abilities.
<span style="font-weight:400">Master did say that at a certain difference in strength, one’s touki bes beyond one’s understanding, whatever that meant.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris’ touki, however, was very… loose.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unrefined and amateur, at leastpared to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Buttely, she was starting to use touki with some of her strikes, which meant that she was now an Advanced-rank swordswoman, or at least very close to it.
<span style="font-weight:400">And Rudy… I couldn’t feel his at all.
<span style="font-weight:400">When one reached the Intermediate rank, like the few knights I saw training in the courtyard from time to time, they should begin having some touki radiate off their body, even if it''s uncontrolled.
<span style="font-weight:400">In fact, even a Beginner-rank swordsman showed shes of touki here and there.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rudy, however… seemed to have none at all.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit… What do you think the problem is, Leon?” he asked me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…You said you don’t feel anything at all, right?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Don’t start talking like Father now,” he teased. “But no, I don’t. Am I doing something wrong?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “No.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Whilecking in power, Rudy’s technique was quite good, even being on par with Eris as long as you didn’t take the rawbat instincts and talent into ount.
<span style="font-weight:400">And considering that he had been training for so long… yeah, I was pretty confident about this.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Rudy… I don’t think you have any touki. Or at least, if you do, you can’t use it,” I stated my hypothesis.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No touki, huh?” he said despondently. “I guess I can’t be a swordsman, then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t say that,” I interjected. “I’ve noticed Sylphy has the same problem, but it’s still good for you two to learn swordsmanship to defend yourself and trainbat instincts, even if you can barely reach the Intermediate rank. But perhaps… yeah, I think you should start focusing on the Water God and North God instead. Is that alright, Big Sis?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking over to Ghiine, she nodded in response. “Mmm. Rudeus is not suited for the Sword God Style.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ouch.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And it wouldn’t do any good for Eris to only fight against Sword God techniques. Unfortunately, Leon is too far ahead to be her sparring partner, but with Rudeus learning the other styles, it would broaden her abilities as well,” she continued.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… I see. But isn’t Eris stronger than me?” Rudy asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…In swordsmanship, yes. But you’re still close enough to be good partners,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was something else I’ve learned about Rudy.
<span style="font-weight:400">He underestimated himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">Especially in terms ofbat strength.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was probably due to having a very skewed sense of normalcy, as the people he knew were Paul, a genius at all three sword styles; Ghiine, one of the few people in the world who had reached the rank of Sword King in the world; me, who was extremely talented at both swordsmanship and magic; and then Eris, who, while currently only a bit better than the average swordsman, was a genius in her own right.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, while he might end up pissing some people off in the future by acting so humble, I’d rather him be like his now than be overconfident and get himself killed, so I think I’ll just leave it as is.
<span style="font-weight:400">Plus, judging from his ‘experience’ from Eris’ birthday, he was doing just fine in terms of self-confidence.
<span style="font-weight:400">Speaking of that night, Mama was pretty upset when I told her about it, and even more so when I told her where Rudy got his tips from.
<span style="font-weight:400">Needless to say, there was a long period of time when I didn’t have to worry about another little sibling of mine entering the world.
<span style="font-weight:400">Letting the springtime air that was teeming with the scent of blossoming flowers blow across my face, I started heading toward the stables.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m heading home today, okay? I’ll be back by tomorrow around dinnertime,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can Ie!?” Eris pleaded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know you can’t, Eri. I’ll take Sylphy on my way back, though. Plus, you still have some reading to catch up on, right?” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph! It’s way too boring!” she whined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eri,” I said. “I know you want to be an adventurer.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wha-!?” Eris eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Was she so surprised that I knew?
<span style="font-weight:400">She had always perked up at Ghiine’s adventuring stories, and always made a habit of stopping in at the guild whenever we went into the city.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And to be an adventurer, you need to know how to read the requests,” I continued. “Unless you want to annoy the receptionist.”
<span style="font-weight:400">That seemed to shut her up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm,” Ghiine nodded. “That was one of the problems I encountered after our party split. It’s a skill you need to be independent.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And with that, a fire was born in Eris’ eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hopefully, with this, she would take my dear brothers’ lessons a bit more seriously, at least for the next week before that determination waned.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was how it usually went, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, and Rudy, I’ll have Sylphy join our spars when shees. Both swordsmanship and magic,” I said as I hopped on the saddle.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, I was able to shorten the journey to and from Buena Vige by an hour by constantly supplying the horse with healing magic, so it wouldn’t be too long of a ride.
<span style="font-weight:400">Though this method would never work for long journeys, if it was just a day, then the mana cost was eptable, and the horse could sprint for the entire distance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, sure. Will we go into the field for our magic spars?” Rudy asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Naturally,” I responded.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yes.
<span style="font-weight:400">While Rudy wasn’t very gifted in swordsmanship, he was a genius in magic, both in regr applications and inbat.
<span style="font-weight:400">The magic spars were something I started based on what Roxy told me about the Ranoa University of Magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">While I didn’t think I needed to go to such a ce to increase my abilities, the battle ss was an interesting idea, and so, after some advice from her letters, I decided to put it into practice with the three of us.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, Rudy had yet to win a spar against me in pure magic, but that was only because of my greaterbat experience, and the fact that his mana’s unique properties didn’t help him.
<span style="font-weight:400">A crazy amount of mana and increased strength of said mana didn’t matter much in a short battle where we weren’t aiming to kill each other, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">I just hoped that the skills he’s been growing with me would help him when he ended up getting on a woman’s bad side, or multiple women’s bad sides, for that matter.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Information on the Six-Faced World —
<b><em>The Four Children</em></b>
<b>Leon Greyrat:</b><span style="font-weight:400"> An eleven-year-old boy with golden hair and brown eyes, his two favourite activities are entertaining his sisters and training.
<span style="font-weight:400">Swordsmanship - Sword God: Saint, Water God: Saint, North God: Advanced
<span style="font-weight:400">Attack Magic - Water: Saint, Fire: Advanced, Wind: Advanced, Earth: Advanced
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing Magic - Healing: Advanced, Detoxification: Advanced, Protection: Intermediate
<b>Rudeus Greyrat:</b><span style="font-weight:400"> A nine-year-old boy with brown hair and green eyes, his two favourite activities are practising magic and sniffing used panties.
<span style="font-weight:400">Swordsmanship - Sword God: Intermediate, Water God: Intermediate, North God: Intermediate
<span style="font-weight:400">Attack Magic - Water: Saint, Fire: Advanced, Wind: Advanced, Earth: Advanced
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing Magic - Healing: Intermediate, Detoxification: Intermediate
<b>Eris Boreas Greyrat:</b><span style="font-weight:400"> An eleven-year-old girl with red hair and red eyes, her favourite activities are practising swordsmanship and visiting the city with Leon.
<span style="font-weight:400">Swordsmanship - Sword God: Advanced, North God: Beginner
<span style="font-weight:400">Attack Magic - Water: Beginner, Fire: Beginner
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing Magic - Healing: Beginner
<b>Sylphiette:</b><span style="font-weight:400"> An eight-year-old girl with green hair and red eyes, her favourite activities are practising magic and ying with Leon, Eris, and Rudeus.
<span style="font-weight:400">Swordsmanship - Water God: Beginner
<span style="font-weight:400">Attack Magic - Water: Intermediate, Fire: Intermediate, Wind: Advanced, Earth: Intermediate
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing Magic - Healing: Intermediate, Detoxification: Intermediate
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“Daddy! Mommy! Look!” Norn eximed, showing off her barely-legible scribbles. “It’s my name!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s wonderful sweetie!” Mama said with a wide smile before turning to me. “Such a good brother you are, teaching them how to write so well.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sylphy does it too,” I said, averting my gaze.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fufu~ Yes, she does, but that doesn’t take away your efforts, my little cutie~” she said, pulling me into a hug.
<span style="font-weight:400">I tried to squirm out of her hold in embarrassment. “Mama! I’m not little anymore!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right, you’re a big Water Saint now, aren’t you? Ah, but I do miss when Rudy and you were so small,” Mama said with a sigh, resting her chin on my shoulder.
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn then walked up to me, slightly hiding behind her piece of paper.
<span style="font-weight:400">“D-Did I do good, brother?” she asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Getting out of Mama’s grasp, I then crouched down in front of her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course you did!” I said as I picked her up and ced her onto my shoulders. “Now, how about I take you two to the hill, and I’ll show you some magic spells! Maybe Sylphy wille along too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Magic? Yippee!” Aisha shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lilia looked over from the kitchen. “Aisha. Make sure to-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Lilia,” I said, interrupting her. “She’s doing amazing, don’t you think? I think Aisha deserves to have some fun, like Norn. They’re both kids, after all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lilia’s lips curled into a frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Remember what we talked about, Lilia,” I said as I take Aisha’s hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right…” she said. “I’m sorry. Have fun, you three.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Lately, Lilia had been a bit… difficult to deal with.
<span style="font-weight:400">I still loved her, of course, and she still loved me, and I knew that she loved her daughter, but ever since Norn and Aisha had started learning some stuff, she had constantly tried to train her daughter in ways a kid shouldn’t need to.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aisha being quite a bit more advanced for her age didn’t help things either.
<span style="font-weight:400">But luckily, Lilia had kept my promise of not grooming her to be a maid, but rather, letting her choose her own path in life.
<span style="font-weight:400">That didn’t mean Lilia was any less strict with her, though.
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t necessarily hate the parenting style.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, I was pretty hard on myself in terms of training since… well, ever, really.
<span style="font-weight:400">But Aisha was only two, and she was a very excitable girl who loved to y, so as her big brother, what else would I do but keep her entertained?
<span style="font-weight:400">Especially since she loved magic so much.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps I was a little too doting, and perhaps I was what Rudy called a ‘sis-con’, but I didn’t really care.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, I discovered something important.
<span style="font-weight:400">While seeing Mama happy and seeing Lilia smile was still as amazing as ever, I could say with certainty that watching my sisters’ eyes light up with excitement was the greatest feeling in the world.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah, but I also liked it whenever Aisha showed that confidence of hers, and Norn with her cute shyness…
<span style="font-weight:400">Actually, I just liked seeing my sisters no matter how they were, but could you me me?
<span style="font-weight:400">They were absolutely adorable, differently than Sylphy and Eris were.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Brother! Can you show us that stormy one?” Aisha asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No can do. For that one, you have to be pretty far away from the vige. I can make it rain, though,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had only shown them <em><span style="font-weight:400">Cumulonimbus </em><span style="font-weight:400">once, around a month ago, but ever since, Aisha had been begging me to do it again.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was an excitable girl, after all, and apparently, she found it fun to be in the middle of such a violent storm, as long as I dried her off afterwards.
<span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, unlike Aisha, Norn got scared by all the thunder when I showed her, but she brightened up after I cleared up the sky with a rainbow that she found pretty, so it all ended okay.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Brother?” Norn asked, poking my cheek.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, Norn?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can you… umm… make the kite fly?” she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course I can. I’ll go pick it up, okay?” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">With her holding her bunny close to her face and nodding with a shy smile, I felt my heart race with happiness.
<span style="font-weight:400">Haa… I didn’t really understand how Mama was always so doting on me and Rudy, constantly calling us cute whenever she could, especially when we were so odd, but now… I get it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anything for my cute sisters,” I said, tickling her side.
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-No! S-Stop!” sheughed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, being a big brother was pretty damn awesome, and these girls were much cuter than Rudy was.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sorry, Rudy.
<span style="font-weight:400">Maybe you would seem cuter if you didn’t steal our teacher’s panties.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">It was now nearing the beginning of winter, which meant that the harvest was soon to be collected, and the celebration of said event was about to begin.
<span style="font-weight:400">But right now, I was in Rudy’s room, where the two of us had just finished our session of studying our knowledge ofnguages.
<span style="font-weight:400">Having shared conversations with Ghiine ever since I started teaching Eris, I was now fluent in the Beast God tongue, and with Rudy learning from Ghiine and me, he was bing quite good at it too.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rudy had also picked up the Fighting God tongue while I wasn’t looking, and with me with the Demon God tongue from Roxy, we both needed to take an hour each week simply to focus on retaining the knowledge.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah, and I had also learned all the healing and detoxification spells from the Advanced-rank spell book my family got me, so that was cool too.
<span style="font-weight:400">Speaking of magic, I had been keeping up with Roxy while I could, though because of the distance between us, it took around half a year for me to send a letter and get a response.
<span style="font-weight:400">That kind of sucked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, she was extremely impressed that I became a Water Saint, and told me about how she was now able to cast more magic without an incantation, but her progress was very slow.
<span style="font-weight:400">Like I had mentioned to her before, it made sense, as she waspletely shifting her understanding of magic rather than building it up from a nk te, like Rudy, Sylphy, and I.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Look at this, Leon! I finally finished it!” Rudy eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Raising my head from my book, I looked over to see Rudy proudly showing off a miniature statue of Ghiine.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh, right, he called them ‘figurines’, didn’t he?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Looks nice, Rudy. Though her bnce is a bit off,” I said, pointing to how her stance was set.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, shut up! You know, I can’t understand that stuff. But look at her details… hehe. It took some time to get the tail right, that’s for sure,” he said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… the tail.
<span style="font-weight:400">I remember walking in on him feeling up our swordsmanship instructor’s bottom, and while I initially felt a little disappointed, seeing Rudy’s shock at the muscr behind rather than arousal was so funny that I decided to let it go.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, nice job. Though it’s quite a peculiar way to practice magic,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">When he first showed me his figures, I thought I’d take the same route in practising magic, but unfortunately, it just took way too much time to make them, and I wasn’t able to practice my application of spells either.
<span style="font-weight:400">Plus, I preferred fire and wind magic more than earth magic anyway.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huhuhu, young Leon, my dear brother, you don’t seem to understand,” Rudy said, wagging his finger back and forth. “With such exquisite detail, I can sell this thing for one entire gold coin! Just like the Roxy figure!”
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Right. Sure. Well, keep up the good work, I guess,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking out the window, I saw that the sun is slowly making its way toward the horizon, signalling theing of night.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… it’s about time for that, isn’t it?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you want toe to the harvest festival, Rudy?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Nah. I wentst year, but it was pretty boring. All the people did was dance around a fire and sell some food,” he said. “I’d rather stay inside and practice my magic.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you’re sure…” I said, getting up off my chair. “Well, see ya.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Walking over to the front door, I quickly spotted Eris with her arms crossed in her usual stance, feet tapping against the ground in impatience.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What took you so long?” she asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, Eri. My brother wanted me to show me his new figure. It’s of Ghiine,” I answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her eyebrow raises slightly at that. “Is that so…”
<span style="font-weight:400">She really liked Ghiine, didn’t she?
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can always ask for him to sell it to you, you know,” I smiled wryly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph! I… might just do that!” she harrumphs. “D-Do you think he’d take any requests?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? Probably. What, did you want one of yourself or something?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Considering it was Rudy we were talking about, he’d probably try to use that as an excuse to touch her, but then again, he knew I would make him regret if he did anything like that, and Eris wouldn’t that slide either, so he knew better… probably.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris averted her eyes. “N-Not exactly… A-Anyway! Let’s go!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Grabbing my hand, Eris then led me past the manor’s gate and down the crowded street, a visible skip in her step the entire way.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess the Young Miss was excited, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Usually, a noble would never intermingle with themon folk like this, even for a festival, unless they were the stars of the show, which was why Eris was currently dressed in cheaper clothes than she would normally wear.
<span style="font-weight:400">They were still of good quality, of course, but it wouldn’t make one think the girl was the granddaughter of the liege lord and daughter of the mayor.
<span style="font-weight:400">At most, she would look like the child of a sessful merchant or something simr.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even then, this was still quite a weird situation, but with Eris begging her parents and working hard in her lessons, she was eventually granted permission.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ghiine would be watching over us on the rooftops, obviously, but with the culprit behind the attempted kidnapping now discovered, Darius would have to be very stupid to try it again, especially considering how protective Sauros was of Eris and how impulsive the man was.
<span style="font-weight:400">“-eon? Hey, Leon!” Eris eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">That snapped me out of my thoughts. “Hm? What is it, Eri?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“There’s meat pies! Let’s get some!” she said with excitement.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure. Did you bring your money?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, Leon,” she said, bringing out her coin purse. “I’m not that stupid.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, but I have a feeling she forgot another part of our outdoor lessons.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yeah? Can I see what’s inside of it?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking a peek inside the pouch, I saw that it’s filled with around ten coins.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ten gold coins.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haa… Do you remember why I get paid ten silver coins instead of one gold coin, Eris?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? No, I forgot,” she said, tilting her head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because not everyone has the coins to exchange for gold coins. Especially not a stall at a festival like this one,” I said. “We’ll have to use my money.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Oh.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah, oh.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You should start learning these skills soon, Eris,” I said, pulling out my coin purse. “I won’t always be there to help you out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris turned her head to the side in a pout. “…Why can’t you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-Nothing! Come on, you have to buy me a meat pie, right?” she said, pulling me along once again.
<span style="font-weight:400">Truly, such a spoiled noble girl.
<span style="font-weight:400">But ‘why can’t you’… I guess I wouldn’t mind being her guard for a little longer.
<span style="font-weight:400">I did have a small want to explore the world a little, and maybe even be an adventurer for a while, but family unconditionally came first.
<span style="font-weight:400">Maybe, when Aisha and Norn grew up a little, we could move to Roa, or maybe even Sharia if they wanted to go to Ranoa, but then there’d be the problem of Sylphy and Eris… ah, whatever, the future was tooplex to predict.
<span style="font-weight:400">With Eris having happily eaten a meat pie and a half, and sharing thest half of the second one with me, we then slowly wandered around the bustling city.
<span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t anything interesting, really, but for Eris, who had lived an extremely sheltered life up until now, it was extremely exciting to see such a festive atmosphere.
<span style="font-weight:400">The bard’s music brought a smile to her face, and the short festival games we yed made it even wider, and then, finding ourselves next to therge bonfire that was lit at the city centre, the music changed, and the townsfolk began dancing in celebration.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eri? Do you want to dance?” I asked, holding my hand out.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Erm…” she said anxiously, “I’m, uhh-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Look around, Eri. This isn’t some formal dance like your birthday party,” I interrupted her.
<span style="font-weight:400">The surrounding dancers were extremely uncoordinated.
<span style="font-weight:400">People took each other’s hands in pairs orrger groups and simply had fun, enjoying the celebratory atmosphere.
<span style="font-weight:400">Old, young, man, woman… It didn’t matter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let loose, Eri,” I pulled her toward the fire. “Just enjoy the moment with me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And then, we began to dance.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was still a bit hesitant and nervous at first, but she quickly noticed that there was absolutely no need for etiquette and formalities here.
<span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t have to be prim and proper.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could be loud and rude.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could mess up her steps andugh it off with a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right here, right now… she could be herself, with nothing holding her back.
<span style="font-weight:400">And I wasn’t embarrassed to say she looked beautiful… at least inwardly.
<span style="font-weight:400">A happy and free Eris truly was the best Eris.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, the fire’s glow began to weaken and the height of the mes reduced, signalling an end to the festivities, but seeing how happy Eris looked, with a light sheen of sweat perfecting her charming smile, she didn’t seem to mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon! That was so much fun!” she eximed. “You better take me next year!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sure thing. As long as you keep up with your studies,” I teased.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph!”
<span style="font-weight:400">At the mention of ‘studies’, she harrumphed and looked away, but that couldn’t hide how the corner of her lips remained curled up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But yes, I’ll be sure to take you next year. Hmm… maybe we should bring Sylphy too,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">That girl was nearly as sheltered as Eris, though for a much different reason, so she would probably love to experience such a nice festival.
<span style="font-weight:400">Instead of agreeing with me, Eris''s eyebrows twitched, and I felt an elbow jab into my stomach.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Why?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Weren’t they friends?
<span style="font-weight:400">She stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, “Nothing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… she seemed more conflicted than angry.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Okay.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps she was having some trouble with puberty or something.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go back home then. And make sure you have a bath,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A-Are you saying I smell!?” she shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">My lips curled into a wide smirk. “Maybe~”
<span style="font-weight:400">Needless to say, I got another elbow jab in response, though I also got augh out of her discreetly sniffing her hair with worry on the way back.