Story of a Cannon Fodder who Firmly Believed He was the Protagonist, Misunderstood the Actual Protagonist as the Cannon Fodder, and Ended up Victorious
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Chapter 22 – Contrast [A]
Fay was walking in the royal capital looking for Yururu. However, since he couldn’t find her, he chose to return to the three trees spot where the battle earlier took place.
Then he began swinging his sword as usual. He was always trying to improve himself. He kept swinging his sword with a ghastly expression. He didn’t do this because somebody asked him to, but to fulfill his own belief.
He just kept swinging his sword and after a while, sweat oozed out Fay’s forehead, and his whole body also oozed sweat soon after.
However, his expression didn’t change at all. Even when his stamina neared his limit and his muscles wailed, telling him to not move it anymore, he forcefully moved it anyway through sheer willpower like a machine. It was as if he was eliminating any other choices and chose to continue to train.
His body, which went well beyond its limit and went even further beyond, reached the limit of activity in an instant. He suffered oxygen deficiency and physical limit, living through sheer willpower. However, physical fatigue deprived him of his consciousness.
Yururu Garethia knew about things that awaited those people who abandoned everything for the sake of walking their path. They threw everything away, including themselves, and lost everything in front of them.
From that moment on their life would be nothing but trouble, leaving them with no choice but to continue to pave their own path. There were those who comforted her, those who were amazed by her, and those who sympathized with her.
However, nobody tried to walk alongside her.
That was why it was supposed to be over for her. She was supposed to walk the same path as her elder brothers and eventually reach a tragic death.
However, she was saved before she knew it. It was a certain man who saved her. He appeared behind her on his own and held onto Yururu’s hand without saying anything. Just as she thought she walked the path alone, there was somebody beside her before she knew it.
That was why she fell in love with him. Before that moment, all she saw was her sword, her past, the eyes around her, and the anxiety of what is to come.
She didn’t even look at herself. However, that person looked at Yururu Garethia more than anyone else.
She was 23 years old, while the boy she fell for was 15 years old. Although there was a difference in their age, she just fell for him too much to care about that. And she entrusted her body and heart to him.
She didn’t like being touched by others, so she hardly touched anyone. Yet right now, she placed Fay’s head on her thigh.
It felt a little chilly on that winter day. Her heart was dancing so much that she couldn’t feel the coldness.
Fay’s face she saw from above was docile yet cool, and lovely at the same time. She touched his hair as if to stroke it. It gave off a soft sensation, which was hard to imagine coming from Fay who usually felt inorganic and had an unfriendly gaze.
She wished to keep seeing him like this. However, that time was over. He slowly opened his eyes.
Fay’s field of vision slowly cleared and he noticed Yururu using her lap to be his pillow.
“Good morning, Fay-kun.”
“…Sorry to trouble you.”
Contrary to Yururu’s smile, Fay was expressionless. He tried to raise his head to get up immediately. However, her hand held onto his head to prevent him from doing so.
“…What do you mean by this?”
“Isn’t it alright to stay like this a little more…? I’m sure your body is tired. You have to rest.”
“No need. I’ve recovered enough, so move your hand away.”
“…I don’t want to. Fay-kun, who trained until he fainted, has to take a rest a little longer. This is my command as your master.”
Fay silently tried to raise his head. However, it was suppressed so it couldn’t rise. Yururu found that scene cute and smiled.
“Fufuh, too bad. If I hold it down like this, most wouldn’t be able to exert their power. Moreover, I can use my Art reinforcement properly while Fay-kun’s is still lacking, so it’ll be better for you to give up, you know?”
“Hey, don’t click your tongue like that.”
He realized he still couldn’t win against his master. Of course, it was only at present as he would eventually surpass her someday, and Yururu also felt that.
“I’ve heard from Tlue-kun. It seems both of you won against Guren-kun and Fubuki-kun.”
“…It seems his mouth is quite loose.”
“Hey, you shouldn’t say that, okay?”
She gently reminded her like telling a naughty little brother. Fay turned his face away and ignored her.
“Tlue-kun said that Fay-kun played a big part in your victory. It seems you learned a new skill?”
“It’s not that much of a big deal.”
“As far as I’ve heard, is it intimidation? Or is it something similar? What is it like?”
“…It’ll be faster to just show you.”
With that said, he closed his eyes for a bit, concentrated, and opened it again. A tremendous gaze struck her.
It felt as if she was thrown into cold water. She felt like her happiness was dragged away, as if the sadness when one’s ideal was forcefully dragged back to face reality.
—Aah, those eyes… They are sad and lonely eyes, like a whirlpool of incomprehensible desire.
…It felt deeper than Nii-sama’s. It is swirling eyes that seek, causing fear that might devour others. As expected… Fay-kun is…
Is he going to meet a sorrowful ending like Nii-sama’s?
“No… it’s just… I don’t really like it somehow. Your atmosphere, I mean.”
“Yes. So I’ll hide your eyes with my hand! Fay-kun should sleep for a little longer!”
She put a mask-like smile of bravado to escape. Because she knew Fay would notice it, she covered Fay’s eyes.
“Oi…I won’t sleep anymore.”
“No no, you have to sleep! My thigh is quite soft despite how it looks, so I think it feels quite comfortable to sleep on!”
“I told you, I won’t sleep… I still have to train.”
“Muu, if you insist too much, I won’t teach you the middle grade movement of Namikaze Seishinryuu I promised before, you know?
“Fufuh, well then, good night, Fay-kun.”
Fay who silently nodded was cute that she regained her true smile. Fay really had a big influence on her now.
She covered his eyes with one hand and stroked his head with another. It was an act of her love and her trying to convey it to him. It contained her wish for her feeling to reach him and for things to change for the better.
Even though the cold air supposedly made it difficult to sleep, Fay fell asleep before they knew it.
She removed her hand that covered his eyes and looked down at his face once again. She naturally brought her face closer to Fay’s face.
She put her forehead and his forehead together then told him softly.
“—I like you. I really… love you.”
Her voice was blown by the wind without being heard by anyone. There wasn’t anyone else there, so there was no way for it to be heard. She was aware that there was no way Fay would hear that. Even so, she continued to think that it would be nice if it reached Fay even a little.
After that, she remembered what she did before going to bed, including giving him a lap pillow and confessing, which caused her to writhe on her bed.
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