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“See you later, Master! Don’t forget about the Ring of the Shimmering Starry Sky, okay?”

Waving her hand energetically, Melua reminded me once again about the Ring of the Shimmering Starry Sky before heading back to the noble dormitory. Apparently, she would be spending her usual pre-dinner teatime with Estea at the cafe.

Once Melua, so lively and boisterous, was gone, it suddenly felt as though the world around us had fallen quiet.

“…That was quite the whirlwind, wasn’t it?”

Alfe, who had been waving to see Melua off, let out a quiet breath once her figure disappeared from sight. While Melua was friendly and outgoing, the way Alfe and I interacted with her was bound to be quite different— me as her master, and Alfe as her student.

“Do you think you’ll be able to manage, Alfe?”
“Yeah. Today, I’m going to review the multi vision she taught me, and try to cast lower-tier spells without chanting!”

As she spoke, Alfe activated Create Water without an incantation, forming a small sphere of water in her palm.

“Fighting means adapting to the flow of battle… It’s not practice or training— it’s hard, isn’t it?”

Having experienced the Human-Demon War in my past life, I understood that battlefields held no room for predictability. There was no safety, no guarantee of survival.

In that sense, even though Melua’s words had been softened, they served as a sharp reminder for those of us who had grown accustomed to peace.

Still, the fact that Alfe had processed those words and truly grasped their meaning was impressive. It was hard to believe that the same girl who used to cry after being teased about her Pure Eye by that Gutenberg kid had now chosen a future where she would fight.

And more than that, Alfe had already begun preparing herself to overcome her own insecurities. The fact that I hadn’t realized this until Melua pointed it out… was a failure on my part.

“Congratulations on graduating from your contact lens. You’ve grown stronger, Alfe.”

In the twilight, Alfe’s golden Pure Eye shone even brighter, its radiance almost too beautiful to behold. Squinting slightly against the light, I looked up at her, only to see her lower her brows and shake her head with a troubled expression.

“No, that’s not it. It’s because I’m weak that I want to become stronger. Seeing how you can talk to Senior Melua and Miss Estea as equals… I thought you were amazing, Leafa. I want to be confident like that, too.”
“…Alfe.”

The reason I could speak to them as equals was probably because I carried the memories of my past life. If I hadn’t had those memories —if I were the same as Alfe— I doubt I would have understood what Melua was saying, and I likely would’ve lashed out at Estea in anger.

In that sense, had I truly grown as Leafa in this life? Even though I was learning new things, I still hadn’t surpassed who I was in my previous existence.

“I still have a long way to go, too. There’s so much I need to learn, so many problems to solve, and countless tasks to tackle.”

That was precisely why I continued to study at Canalford Academy, striving to reach even greater heights. Maybe, in a way, our goal of defeating the student council in Zersteller was something I needed for myself as well. Helping Hom regain her confidence, and guiding Alfe to discover her own strength— those were things only I could do, but that didn’t make them any easier.

“Let’s give it our all in Zersteller.”

I nodded at Alfe’s words and took her hand in mine. Her hand was slightly cool, yet somehow warm at the same time, and simply holding it like this brought a gentle calm to my heart.

“There will be plenty of difficult times ahead, but as long as we’re together, we can get through it.”
“Yeah.”

Alfe squeezed my hand back, as if confirming my words. In my past life, I never could have imagined trusting someone like this— but now, that bond of trust, the belief that we could overcome anything if we worked together, gave me more courage than I could express.

So maybe, just maybe, if we could win the Zersteller—Canalford Cup, it would be the first step toward surpassing my past self.

I’d spent so much time, because of the goddesses, focusing solely on living happily. But now that I’d experienced happiness, I understood the need to protect it.

And that meant I had to fight— with my own weapon (alchemy).

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