Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance:Volume2 Chapter4
Status: Incomplete
Cat Fight
Part 1
“Neeveeer, I’ll not accept this!”
It was evening. Claire’s angry voice reverberated throughout the Raven Class dormitory.
“I’m already giving way about her joining the team temporary due to the guarding mission but—“
She brushed her red twin-tail hair irritated.
“Why is this girl in the same room?!”
She faced Fianna, who was sipping a cup of black tea elegantly, and thrust her finger towards her.
While Fianna turned away standoffishly, she sighed and muttered.
“What a small room, it doesn’t seem like a place where nobles live in.”
“Sh…shut up! If you have complaints, why don’t you take it up to the academy director?”
“What I am saying is about how messy the room is. Don’t you understand cynicism?”
“Grh…i…it’s usually properly tidied up!”
Kamito sighed and was at wits’ end. Since a while ago, these two had been like this the whole time.
“Hey, Kamito-kun, don’t you think so too?”
“Err, well…”
While he noticed with a glance Claire being tearly, Kamito answered vaguely.
“That reminds me, Ren Ashbell’s true identity—“
“Ahh, it’s certainly messy. Claire should at least clean up.”
Claire bit her lips with teary eyes.
(…Sorry, Claire. I’m unable to defy this princess.)
Somehow, the girl knew Kamito’s true identity.
From Kamito’s viewpoint, he wanted to quickly press the question but, in this situation, Claire would also hear it.
This princess seemed to have no intention of telling the secret to Claire tentatively but she had been leaking that name and threating him since a while ago.
With the feeling like he was made to sit on a bed of nails, Kamito tediously sighed.
While the invisible fireworks scattered, Est was playing with Scarlet like a cat.
It seemed that Claire thought that she was no match for Fianna with words and diverted the flow of the argument to Kamito.
“Besides, why is it my room?!”
“Well, because you’re the only one using a room in the dormitory with one person.”
“It’s not one, not two. 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 so but…”
“Well, like this, I guess it will be small as expected. I’ll leave.”
In the first place, Kamito should be living in a hut outside.
Moreover, hearsays about a guy sleeping in girl’s room would also not be good.
“Hey, what are you going to do when you leave? Do you even plan on sleeping outdoors?”
“For the time being, a tent would be sufficient. I’ll manage somehow or another.”
Claire grabbed the nape of Kamito’s neck as he tried to leave the room.
“What?”
“No.”
“Huh?”
“That’s no good. After all, if you’re gone…”
Claire looked downwards and tightly bit her lips.
“Who will do the cooking and laundry?!”
“…Err, you do it.”
“No way. After all, the meals you made are delicious…”
It seemed that Claire, who used to have a canned food life, had her tongue held captive by Kamito’s home cooking.
“Besides, if you leave, doesn’t that mean you and Est are all alone together. That’s no good. Rinslet and, like just now, Ellis may come meddling. No, it’s not just Ellis and the others. After all, there are many girls targeting you out of curiosity.”
“If I’m being targeted…I and Est can beat most of them back.”
“I…it’s not that meaning… Stupid.”
Claire released her hand grabbing the nape of his neck.
“Y…you are mine after all. I’ll not give you to anyone.”
“…ven if you said that…”
Kamito softly sighed—
“Hey, what do you mean by mine?”
Fianna muttered in soft tone.
“Claire Rouge, what kind of relation do you have with Kamito-kun?”
“Wh…what kind of relation… that’s…”
Claire bashfully blushed,
“A…a sl…slave and master relation with him!”
“Wh…what did you say…!”
Fianna looked at Kamito with an astonished look.
“D…don’t tell me, you have such a maniac relation...”
“Wait, don’t utter something that’ll invite misunderstanding!”
“Hm…hmm, besides, what kind of relation do you have with Kamito? Despite being an admitted student, aren’t you being very intimate?”
On the contrary, Claire was the one asking back this time.
When she did, Fianna coughed—
“Me? I’m… his little sister, Kamito’s”
“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.”
Claire stroked her chest for some reason.
“However, I’m his stepsister.”
“Stepsister!?”
“That’s right, furthermore, a naughty stepsister.”
“A nau…naughty stepsister!?”
Claire’s face turned bright red in the twinkle of an eye.
…What on earth was she imagining?
“Here’s a hint, a stepsister can be married to her brother, right, onii-sama ♪“
Suddenly, Fianna tightly pressed her large breasts onto him.
Kamito spontaneously startled by that properly soft sensation—
“Wh…wh…wh…id…idiot, you brute pervert!”
“Ouch, wait, it’s a misunderstanding, stop—“
Somehow 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 that swung up.
“Uh, wh…what!”
“Kamito-kun isn’t your slave.”
“Yea, that’s right.”
Kamito nodded.
“He is mine.”
“No, I’m not yours either, you know?”
Kamito retorted with half-opened eyes.
(…Good grief, I wonder why my surrounding is full of such people.)
“Too bad. Kamito is my slave spirit, after all??”
“After all?”
Fianna ask back and Claire’s cheeks slight blushed,
“After all, err… I even…did the spirit contract ceremony with Kamito.”
“…”
Fianna opened her mouth.
She faced Kamito, whose head was made to squeak.
“Hey, is that true? Kamito-kun.”
She had a devilish smile.
“No, that’s…”
Honestly, even if he just recalled about that time, he was embarrassed.
He was bright red and was looking downwards, which was also roughly the same actions as Claire.
If it was that embarrassing, then don’t say it – she thought but.
After observation such a reaction from the both of them, Fianna calmly muttered.
“I see…you kissed.”
Her tone was certainly calm but it was the tone that concealed something dreadful.
…She was angry. She was certainly angry.
(No, why is Fianna angry in the first place?)
Kamito held such a doubtful look and Fianna quickly stood up –
Faced Claire, who was bashfully turning red and sharply thrust her index finger at her.
“Let’s have a match, Claire Rouge!”
“A match?”
“Yes, a match, where the winner is the one who can love Kamito-kun.”
“No…no way, not such a thing! To begin with, Kamito is originally mine!”
“I’ve been saying that’s not it…”
Kamito cut into their conversation but the two of them did not have good hearing.
“If you win, I’ll leave this room. Then, you can do all the pervert things you like with Kamito-kun, just the two of you.”
“I…I…I don’t do such things!”
“Ahh, then, is doing it alone of your liking?”
“Wh…wh…wh…what are…”
Claire turned bright red and steam emitted out form her head.
(…She’s completely being played with.)
Claire was extremely weak in being reproached in such an area, she was a super innocent ojou-sama.
“Or perhaps, you don’t have the confidence? You just don’t want me to take away Kamito-kun?”
Fianna further provoked Claire and she finally snapped.
“Guu… A…as you wish! Come forth, scorching hot hellcat!”
She summoned Scarlet and held in her hand an elemental waffe – Flame Tongue.
“Hey, do you plan on destroying the dormitory?! The people in the Sylphid Knights will dash here!”
“It’s alright, because I’ll settle it before they come.”
“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 pleading 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 noble does. Did all the nutrition that’s supposed to go to your head go to your breasts –“
Fianna looked at Claire’s breasts and smiled.
“— I guess not though.”
“Burn all to nothing, red hot inferno ball!”
“Wait, Claire! Stop the spirit magic!”
Kamito flustered and held her hands to her back as Claire tried to recite fireball.
Even at best, they were loitering around at the bottom range of the inter-school ranking. If they caused any more problems, <Team Scarlet’s> score will drop to the lowest rank.
“Guu…then, what kind of match are we having?!”
“Yea—“
While Fianna placed her index finger at her chin, she slowly looked around the room.
—Then, her line of sight stopped at the mountain of canned food, piled up in the kitchen.
Kamito overlooked that her eyes were sparkling.
“Then, the first one who satisfies Kamito’s body, wins – how’s that?”
“Sa…satisfies his body…!?”
Claire’s face turned bright red.
“No…no way, not such a thing! After all, I don’t know any skillful methods… that’s not it, su…such a thing is definitely not allowed!”
“I don’t know what you’re misunderstanding but what I’m talking about is a culinary showdown?”
“Culinary!?”
Claire’s face froze.
It was natural. The first time he met her, she had only been eating 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 spirit contractor. Isn’t it also in the academy’s foundation subjects?”
“Th…that’s…”
“Or, are you lacking confidence? …Like that chest of yours.”
She snapped. At that moment, the sound of something snapping was heard.
“I…I get it…”
“Uh?”
“I…I accept it, this culinary match!”
Claire faced Fianna and sharply thrust her finger at her and accepted the match.
At that moment, the princess expressed an impish-smile.
(By the way, Claire, she has seen through you that you’re weak in cooking!)
Part 2
Just like that, the culinary showdown between the two of them somehow began but—
The two beautiful girls, who put on aprons, were standing next to each other at a side of the kitchen respectively.
It was the common kitchen at the first floor of the Raven Class dormitory. It seemed that as long as one was a boarding student, it was alright to freely use the ingredients available there.
Est the judge had well behaved at the table and was tightly grasping a spoon.
While being nervous about the other meaning of having Scarlet to take care of the leftovers, Kamito paced around the back of the kitchen.
(…Frankly, Claire has no chance of winning.)
He certainly had never eaten Claire’s home cooking but, in any case, she was the ojou-sama, who got through with mostly canned food in her meals since she came to the academy.
“Ehh, canned tuna, mackerel tuna… and I splurge a little and also open the canned crab.”
While humming, Claire arranged the canned food ingredients. Kamito had doubts about approving her combination of canned food but, for now, it looked edible, so Kamito took a breath of relief.
“Fruits are easy to eat after being cut.”
Upon seeing Claire slowly took out the kitchen knife, Kamito interrupted her.
“Are you alright with that? Don’t cut your finger.”
“I’m alright, after all, I was always watching you prepare food.”
“I see…hn, you were always watching?”
“Idi…th…that’s not it, I do not mean something like that!”
“Waah, it’s dangerous, don’t swing the kitchen knife!”
Bun! Kamito splendidly dodged the kitchen knife, which grazed his nose tip.
“Hmm, be…because you said something stupid!”
Claire’s face, up till her ears, was bright red and she quickly turned away.
“Putting that aside, what on earth are you making?”
“Seafood curry, the one that you often make. Because I like that.”
“Eh, you don’t normally use canned tuna and canned mackerel for seafood curry, you know?”
It seemed that she tossed the ingredients into the sauce from what she learned by watching him.
“Sh…shut up… It’s not like there’s a reason to the fishes’ name one by one. It’s the same as not remembering the face of the partner, who you danced with at the ball.”
“…That’s terrible. Do remember that.”
Besides Claire’s character, just her appearance was that of a transcendent beautiful girl. He was without doubt that there would be as many young nobles as the number of stars, who would be hard-pressed by her lovely looks and ask her for a dance.
“…At any rate, Claire, you’re in a dress?”
“What, I was once too the daughter of a Duke family before my lands were seized, so I do at least wear dresses… Or perhaps, is it that I look strange wearing a dress?”
“No, I just thought that you looked good wearing it.”
“…Wh…wh…what are you saying, idiot.”
Kamito spoke his honest thoughts and Claire increasingly turned red and looked downwards.
She slightly raised her head and looked at Kamito with an upward glance—
“Hey, do you re…really… think I look good?”
“Yea, I think that your red hair looks pretty with that pure white dress…. I don’t want to admit but honestly just your looks are prettier than any princess.”
“…!”
“Well, while wearing a dress, your breasts volume is overwhelming lacking though. Using paddings there to make do with it is the only—“
Then, Kamito suddenly shut his mouth.
Gogogogogogogo… The kitchenware were clattering.
…It seemed that he stepped on another unnecessary landmine again.
“Ah…no… I’m sorry.”
“…Th…th…that’s right. Unless I use paddings, I can’t even wear a dress, right?”
“Hey, Clare, why are you holding such a thing? That’s a handy tool you use to peel vegetables, it’s not something you use on humans… owaa, wai—“
