Zero no Tsukaima:Volume10 Chapter3

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Chapter 3- Anxiety and Jealousy

Louise's room was as usual, enveloped in strange anxiety.

After classes, Saito was having tea with Louise, but......the waitress, Siesta's attitude was trying her best to incite Louise.

“Saito-san, please.”

Whilst smiling sweetly, Siesta served Saito the freshly baked biscuit. As if saying that that was her seat, Siesta sat down beside him.

“Th-thank you......”

Timidly, Saito checked Louise's expression.

With an utterly sullen face, Louise was glaring at both of them fiercely. Her anger turned into dark waves and struck Saito.

Saito did not want to call out to Louise in this state.

Why are you angry?

You don't really like me, do you?

You had merely said “Reward”, why are you angry?

Yet, it was no use talking about it. Because she would be wounded if he were to say that right at her face, so he didn't get his words out. Whether Saito had become at Chevalier or a noble, to Louise he was but still a familiar. Be it Louise whom he would meet someday in front of the fake grave, or Louise on the bed at Westwood Village who was so cute, in the end it was still but a love towards her familiar.

Don't you get it, Saito?

Saito warned himself.

Louise is occasionally gentle, but......she still don't love you.

Saito's master was at any rate, serious. Because of her seriousness, she tried her best to accomplish her duties, and had dedicated her body and her heart towards Henrietta to whom she swore loyalty since young until now.

Because she was serious.......she treated her familiar as really valuable, and occasionally would tell him to do his best and allow him to kiss her; those were probably not rewards, but she did not get angry when he touched her breasts; and had accidentally allowed him to go as far as her body. Recently, she had started saying things like “I would find a way for you to return.” His strength was probably necessary for Louise to accomplish her aspirations, and yet she had turned away from that, and continually considered Saito's happiness.

Yeah.

Anyhow, Louise is a serious person.

Saito loved such a serious Louise.

But still......Louise didn't love me. If she loved me, because she had been confessed to to such an extent, she should have said “I like you.” at least once. No matter how think about it, that was the case. And yet, she did not say that at all......

A serious, and significantly foolish, honest Louise. She had allowed me to such an extent, yet did not say those words at all......she really did not like me huh.

Her jealousy was after all, her desire to possess her familiar.

It was at most a puppy love, Saito felt devastated.

“What's wrong?”

He looked beside him, and saw Siesta gazing at him with a worried face. If one thinks about it......the one who invariably always showered him with love was only Siesta.

Well then, how about Henrietta?

Saito shook his head.

She is only lonely. She was lonely, and did not have anyone else to rely on, and had merely leaned onto him who was there by chance. Cheer up, Saito. Geez, all noble ladies are so self-conceited......Saito murmured grumpily.

“Noble ladies are......what's with them?”

“Eh? Nah......”

“Putting that aside, look. Please open your mouth. Aaahh, ahhhh...”

Siesta pushed a biscuit into Saito's mouth. The moment he tried to open his mouth reflexively, Piiiinkk!, the sound of a cup breaking could be heard.

Looking at the other side, Saito shivered.

Louise was holding the fragments of the cup in her mouth. Evidently, it was broken by her mouth.

“Y-you, don't break your cup. It's dangerous.”

Completely ignoring Saito's words, she pushed the fragments of the cup towards Siesta. In a contemptuous voice,

“Another cup.”

“Yes yes,” Siesta stood up, and refilled a cup which was left with a little cold tea. Smiling sweetly, she held that out towards Louise.

“Please. ♪”