I Became the Must-Have Character of the Academy City - Chapter 81



80 – The Elf’s Head is Broken.

Shion’s regaining of freedom today was a great joy.

But many challenges still lay ahead for Rohan’s group.

Is Shion Testarossa’s identity in Tigrova still alive, and how will they deal with the law enforcement officers who recognize Shion’s appearance on the road?

Knowing that they hadn’t committed any particular evil deeds, they still felt uneasy about bowing their heads or being cautious.

Anyway, this is that.

In truth, the problems ahead are vague.

The guilt Shion feels after hearing about Noah is not yet an immediate issue.

What Rohan needs to keep clear in his mind right now is something separate.

The first is strength.

The talents of Shion and Clara are guarantees of rapid growth. Moreover, they can gain stimulation from observing each other.

Rohan must keep up with this pace.

Not just to become equal, but with the mindset of surpassing them entirely.

And the second is Shion’s clothing and lodging.

Rohan’s reward money is just around the corner. With that, it would be a solvable problem.

Thanks to Clara volunteering to live with Shion once they found a house, it was quickly resolved.

Shion’s belongings, having left the ruins, were even more sparse than Clara’s, and the clothes he had to wear were no better than rags, so they had to be dealt with.

As a result, until they go shopping today, Shion will have to wear Rohan’s clothes.

“I’ll contact you at lunchtime, so until then, think of this as your home and rest.”

“Okay…”

“Understood.”

Returning to the dormitory with many worries, as expected, the sun was just beginning to rise.

Rohan glanced at Shion, who had become gaunt from not having proper meals despite drinking water.

“Since you’ve been starving for a long time, Shion, let’s start with some porridge.”

“Porridge?”

As Shion blinked, Rohan opened the shelf and took out instant rice.

A simple procedure, too humble to be called cooking.

Put white rice in a pot and add water. Turn on the heat and keep stirring to prevent it from sticking.

“If you want to eat something delicious for dinner, you need to calm your stomach first.”

Even if a magically strong body can ignore basic problems, there’s no harm in taking minimal measures.

At Rohan’s explanation, Sion fiddled with his hair and nodded.

“…Sorry for the trouble.”

“Trouble? How much trouble can this be?”

Isn’t this also a kind of employee welfare? You have to keep precious manpower from leaving.

Rohan, who was stirring the porridge, also asked Clara, who was standing next to him watching.

“Clara, is there anything you want to eat?”

“I-I’m not hungry, so I’ll wait until lunch…”

“If you want something, send me a message. I’ll even order delivery for you.”

“Okay…!”

The porridge, extravagantly having two spectators, was completed.

Rohan, who ladled the porridge into a bowl, reminded Sion.

“Even if it doesn’t taste good, eat it. Got it?”

Only after confirming that Sion nodded while avoiding his gaze, did Rohan pack his uniform and head for the door.

He tucked his bag under his arm and greeted the two once more.

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“I’m off. Wash up and get some rest. Contact me if you need anything.”

Sion and Clara, seeing Rohan off at the entrance, were engulfed in an inexplicable sense of fulfillment.

How long had I been standing there, lost in thought?

Clara, who had come to her senses first, broke the silence with an awkward smile.

“Shion, is it okay if I go wash up while you eat?”

“Of course.”

Shion watched Clara head to the bathroom and then sat down at the table.

She carefully took a spoonful of the porridge, which was made of nothing but white rice.

Shion smiled, impressed by the porridge Rohan had made.

‘Did he say to force myself to eat it?’

Rohan had said that, but Shion didn’t have to force it down.

It was a dish her hand reached for willingly. Is this the warmth of a meal made by someone else?

She scraped the bowl clean.

“Phew…”

The right amount of fullness and the warmth settling in her body brought a sense of peace to her mind.

After cleaning and tidying the bowl, she sat quietly at the table.

Clara, wrapped in a towel as if she couldn’t show her bare body even for a moment, quickly passed by.

Then, the girl peeked her head out from behind the wall she used as a shield.

Her damp purple hair caught Shion’s eye.

“…Sister, you’re going to wash the clothes you’re wearing, right?”

“Yeah, I should.”

“Then just put your clothes in the laundry basket when you wash up. I’ll take care of it.”

“No. I’ll do it.”

Sion, who had risen from the dining table, headed towards the corner where the washing machine was.

Clara, after leaving a word to call her anytime, grabbed the hairdryer.

Whirrr!!! While drying the moisture, she heard a voice calling her.

“Clara. Are you busy?”

“Just a moment!”

Was he confused about the washing machine instructions given earlier?

Clara, who was drying her hair, headed towards the place where the voice came from with such a guess.

She saw Sion sniffing Rohan’s clothes from the laundry basket.

One second to grasp the situation.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

“S-Sister!?”

Just seeing it was pure shock.

Because it was an act Clara herself couldn’t bring herself to do even when alone.

What was that confidence to call her and show her this?

Sion, in his underwear, looked suggestive.

“What.”

As Clara froze like ice, unable to continue her words,

Sion asked Clara with a puzzled face.

“Does Rohan wear perfume? It’s surprising for someone who seems so flawless.”

“Brother wears perfume…?”

Clara gulped as she looked at the clothes Sion handed her to smell.

It felt strange to do something she hesitated to do even when alone, now in front of Sion.

But now, with Sion pushing her, it felt like an opportunity.

“.”

Following Sion’s suggestion, Clara checked Rohan’s clothes.

There was no perfume; the only scent was a faint trace of flesh and sweat.

But that drove the girl crazy. A smell that subtly heated her head and lower abdomen.

Clara buried her nose in it for a long time, losing her mind.

“A unique perfume. Should I say the scent is thick… it’s an addictive scent.”

Clara, startled by Sion’s words, lifted her head.

She smiled awkwardly.

‘Sister…’

Is this what love is for an elf?

Her head broke down with unrecognized affection.

What would happen if she became aware of it?

Clara went through many thoughts in an instant.

But she could be sure of one thing.

The moment she let go of the reason she was barely holding onto.

Sion’s actions, done unconsciously, were more intense rather than less.

Sion and Clara slept soundly in Rohan’s bed.

Lying in the warm bed, their skin touching each other. The girls slept as if they had fainted.

It was only when they received Rohan’s call at lunchtime that they hurried to get ready to leave.

“Unni, are you uncomfortable?”

“No, it’s fine. The size is big, so it’s actually comfortable.”

Wearing Rohan’s hoodie and sweatpants, Sion felt an inexplicable excitement.

She especially liked the lingering scent of Rohan on the clothes.

Inhaling happiness. Exhaling, a step towards the next happiness.

Unlike usual, she didn’t wear goggles or a ponytail.

With only simple gear, Sion and Clara silently descended from the dormitory through the window.

They headed towards the city center, in front of a fast-food franchise.

They saw Rohan waiting there. The girls quickened their pace.

“Did you both sleep well?”

“Yes! I slept with Unni until just now!”

As Rohan tidied up part of Clara’s messy hair, he looked at Sion.

“Did you have breakfast?”

“…It was delicious.”

Rohan nodded with a smile, and Sion thought.

Did he think it was a compliment about the taste, or did he know it was sincere?

Normally, it wouldn’t matter, but it filled Sion’s mind.

“First, we need to get in touch with Sion. Shall we buy a smartphone after lunch?”

“!”

Sion’s eyes widened with surprise and astonishment.

Clara clapped her hands joyfully as if it were her own matter.

In the meantime, it was clear that Sion was trying to refuse out of burden, so Rohan explained the necessity.

After a short tussle, Sion agreed.

And then, out of a primal desire, a curiosity arose.

“If I have a smartphone… I can hear your voice and communicate whenever I want, right…?”

“Of course. We don’t know how the new arrivals in Tigrova are doing. Let’s get one more under my name for now.”

Rohan said they could change the name later and started walking.

Rohan continued chatting, wondering what to feed the two girls for lunch.

“How about going shopping for clothes with Clara later?”

Even if it wasn’t a significant amount, Rohan offered to give a card.

But Clara showed interest in something else.

“Aren’t you coming with us, brother?”

“I think it would be a bit awkward for me to join.”

Of course, he was worried about sending Clara and Sion alone.

However, when he saw the luggage Zion had packed, he wondered if it wouldn’t be more comfortable for him not to have to buy items that would be embarrassing to show to a man.

As Rohan tried to harden his attitude with that thought.

Zion and Clara each grabbed Rohan’s collar and tugged lightly.

As if they had planned it.

“Oppa… let’s go together. Okay?”

“…Come with us.”

It was as if round, chubby cats were looking up at him with clear eyes.

“…”

Just as Rohan was about to nod, unable to resist.

“Ah! It’s Clara!”

A familiar voice reached Rohan and Clara.

When they turned their heads, they saw two girls with a striking presence among the crowd.

As always, Ichinose stood with her eyes closed, holding a sword.

And Noah, with her white tail swaying gently, was looking at them with interest.