Editing Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance:Volume2 Chapter4 Draft (section)

===Part 1===

"Neeveeer, I won't accept this!"

It was evening when Claire's angry voice reverberated throughout the Raven Class dormitory.

"I've already had to concede to her joining the team temporarily because of the guarding quest, but—"

She brushed one of her red twin-tails aside in irritation.

"Why is this girl in one room with us?!"

She faced Fianna, who was elegantly drinking a cup of black tea, and pointed at her angrily. 
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Turning away frostily, the princess muttered with a sigh.

"What a small room, I would have never thought that a noble could live in a place like this."

"Sh...Shut up! If you have complaints, why don't you take it up to the academy director?"

"What I am talking about is how messy the room is. Can't you catch the sarcasm of the remark?"

"Grh... I...It's usually properly tidied up!"

Kamito sighed exasperatedly. These two have been at it for some time already and he was at his wits' end.

"Hey, Kamito-kun, don't you think so too?"

"Err, well..."

Casting a glance at Claire who was on the verge of tears, Kamito tried to answer vaguely—

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"That reminds me, Ren Ashbell's true identity—"

"Ahh, it's certainly messy. Claire should at least clean it up."

Claire bit her lips with teary eyes.

(...Sorry, Claire. I'm unable to defy the princess.)

Somehow, the girl knew about Kamito’s past.

He intended to question her, but that would mean that Claire would also learn his secret.

This princess seemed to have no intention of sharing it with Claire, but had been threatening him with leaking that name since a while ago.

Feeling like a cat on hot bricks, Kamito tiredly sighed.

While the two stared each other down, Est played with Scarlet using a green foxtail.

It seemed that Claire realized that she was no match for Fianna in a battle of words and decided to change the subject.

"Besides, why should it be my room?!"

"Because you're the only person in the dormitory, who occupies an entire room by herself."

"It's not only me, and not just two of us either. Including Est, it's three people."

"Aren't you treating me as your slave spirit? By the dormitory rules, spirits are not counted as roommates."

"Uh, that's true, but..."

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"Well, with all of us, I guess the room will be cramped for sure, so I'll leave."

To begin with, Kamito was supposed to live in a hut outside.

Moreover, it would do no good if rumors about a guy sleeping in a girl's room were to spread.

"Hey, what are you going to do when you leave? Do you plan to sleep outdoors?"

"For the time being, a tent will suffice. I'll manage one way or another."

Claire grabbed the back of Kamito's neck as he tried to leave the room.

"What?"

"No."

"Huh?"

"Don’t go! Because, If you go..."

Claire looked downwards and tightly bit her lip.

"Who will do the cooking and the laundry?!"

"...Err, you do it."

"No way! After all, the meals you make are delicious..."

It seemed that Claire, who used to live on canned food, had her stomach held captive by Kamito's home cooking.

"Besides, if you were to leave, you and Est would be all alone. That's no good. Rinslet and Ellis may come after you. No, it's not just them. After all, there are many girls targeting you."

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"If I'm being targeted...Est and I can fend off most of them."

"T...That's not what I meant... Stupid."

Claire released his collar.

"Y...You are mine after all. I'll not give you to anyone."

"...Even if you say that..."

Kamito quietly sighed—

"Hey, what do you mean by yours?"

Fianna muttered in soft tone.

"Claire Rouge, what kind of relationship do you have with Kamito-kun?"

"Wh...What kind of relationship...? That's..."

Claire bashfully blushed,

"A...A sl...slave and a master relationship!"

"Wh...What did you say...!?"

Fianna looked at Kamito with astonishment.

"D...Don't tell me, you have such an insane relationship..."

"Wait, don't say something that'll cause misunderstandings!"

"Hm...hmm, besides, what kind of relationship do you have with Kamito? Despite being a freshly admitted student, aren't you being very intimate?"

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Claire was the one asking questions this time.

In response Fianna coughed slightly—

"Me? I'm... his little sister."

"Eh!"

"...? A sister, I..."

"Hey, listen, the truth is, that Ren Ashbell's true identity—"

"Ye...Yes, she is my little sister, my little sister!"

Fianna murmured the magic words and Kamito nodded right away.

"Li...Little sister... I see, so you had a little sister."

For some reason Claire patted her chest.

"However, I'm his stepsister."

"Stepsister!?"

"That's right, furthermore, a naughty stepsister."

"A nau...naughty stepsister!?"

Claire's face turned bright red in a split second.

(...What on earth is she imagining?)

"Here's a hint, a stepsister can marry her brother, right, onii-sama ♪"

Unexpectedly, Fianna tightly pressed her large breasts into him.

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The spontaneous action and the pleasant softness startled Kamito.

"Wh...Wh...Wh...? Id...Idiot, you brute pervert!"

"Ouch, wait, it's a misunderstanding, stop—"

For some reason, tears welled up in Claire's eyes as she hit Kamito with her whip. Pishi! Pishi!

"Hey, what are you doing to Kamito-kun!"

Phishi!—Fianna grabbed Claire's arm.

"Uh, wh...what!"

"Kamito-kun isn't your slave."

"Yeah, that's right."

Kamito nodded.

"He is mine."

"No, I'm not yours either, you know?"

Kamito retorted with half-lidded eyes.

(...Good grief, I wonder why there are so many people like that around me.)

"Too bad. Kamito is my slave spirit, after all..."

"After all?"

As Fianna asked back, Claire's cheeks turned slight red.

"After all, err... I even...did the spirit contract ritual with Kamito."

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"..."

Fianna opened her mouth.

She turned to Kamito, with her neck cracking ominously.

"Hey, is that true? Kamito-kun?"

She asked with a devilish smile.

"No, that's..."

Honestly, he was getting embarrassed just by recalling that time.

He turned bright red and looked down, which was roughly the same reaction Claire's had shown.

(If it was that embarrassing, then don't mention it)— was what he thought, but...

After witnessing such a reaction from both of them, Fianna calmly muttered.

"I see... You kissed."

Her tone was surprisingly calm, but it concealed something dreadful.

...She was angry. No, she was furious.

(Wait, why does she have such a reaction in the first place?)

Seeing Kamito’s pensive expression, Fianna quickly stood up, faced Claire, whose face was still bright red, and sharply thrust her index finger at her.

"Let's have a match, Claire Rouge!"

"A match?"

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"Yes, a match, and the winner will get Kamito-kun’s love."

"No...There is no way I’ll do such a thing! To begin with, Kamito is originally mine!"

"I've been trying to tell you, that’s not true..."

Kamito tried to cut into their conversation, but the two ignored him.

"If you win, I'll leave this room. Then, you can do all the perverted things you'd like with Kamito-kun, just the two of you."

"I...I...I won't do such things!"

"Ahh, then, is doing it by yourself more to your liking?"

"Wh...Wh...Wh...What are...?"

Claire blushed again and steam started rising from her head.

(...She was thoroughly toyed with.)

As a sheltered and innocent ojou-sama such remarks took her completely of balance.

"Or perhaps, you have no confidence in yourself? And just don't want me to take away Kamito-kun?"

Fianna’s further provocations were enough to make Claire snap.

"Guu... A...As you wish! Come forth, scorching hot hellcat!"

She summoned Scarlet and gripped the elemental waffe— Flame Tongue tightly.

"Hey, do you plan to destroy the dormitory?! The people from the Sylphid Knights will dash here if you start anything!"

"It's alright, because I'll settle it before they come."

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"That's completely not alright!"

Claire-san, her eyes were serious. ...She was determined.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Claire Rouge."

However, Fianna waved her hand with a composed expression.

"What, now that it has come to this, are you begging for your life?"

"I didn't say anything about having a match in blade dance. I wonder if trying to settle everything with violence is something a real noble will do. Did all the nutrition supposed to go to your head go to your breasts—"

Fianna lowered her eyes a little and smiled.

"—I guess that's not the case."

"Burn all to nothing, red hot inferno ball!"

"Wait, Claire! Stop the spirit magic!"

Kamito hurried and held her hands behind her back as Claire tried to summon a fireball.

At their best, they were hovering near the bottom of the inter-school ranking. If they caused any more problems, «Team Scarlet»'s score would drop to the very end.

"Guu...then, what kind of match will we have?!"

"Yeah—"

Placing her index finger at her chin, Fianna slowly looked around the room.

—Then, her gaze stopped on a mountain of canned food, piled up in the kitchen.

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Kamito noticed that her eyes started sparkling.

"Then, the first one who satisfies Kamito, wins— How's that?"

"Sa...Satisfies him...!?"

Claire's face turned bright red.

"No...no way, how could I! After all, I’m still inexperienced... that's not it, su...such a thing is definitely not allowed!"

"I don't know what kind of perverted thoughts you're having, but what I'm talking about is a culinary showdown?"

"Culinary!?"

Claire froze.

It was natural. The first time he met her, she was eating only canned food. 

She couldn't possibly cook something decent.

"No way, I can't accept such a duel!"

"Ah, offering a meal for a spirit to enjoy itself is the same type of «Kagura» as a blade dance, a skill of a splendid elementalist. Isn't it also among the academy's core subjects?"

"Th...That's..."

"Or, do you lack confidence? ...Just like something else."

Frianna looked down again.

At that moment, the sound of something snapping was heard.

"I...I get it..."

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"Uh?"

"I...I accept it, this culinary match!"

Claire faced Fianna and sharply thrust her finger at her as she accepted the match.

At that moment, the princess let out an impish smile.

(By the way, Claire, she knows that you can’t cook!)