Seirei Tsukai no Blade Dance:Volume1 Chapter5
Claire's Feelings
Part 1
(…Sigh, I have totally got myself into something troublesome.)
While walking on the stone paving of the academy, Kamito sighed number of times today. In front of his eyes, there was the culprit, the red twin-tail hair swaying about.
As usual he was with an empty stomach, he lost his house and to make matters worse that was the outcome from a duel by fellow spirit users.
…No matter what the circumstances, this is beyond misfortune. It has to be none other than the Dusk Witch’s curse.
“Unh, are you grumbling? How unmanly!”
Claire turned around and snapped her fingers.
“My house.”
“U…”
Kamito groaned with his eyes half-opened, Claire averted her eyes to elsewhere far.
“Pyromaniac. Criminal.”
“…I… I get it! I also feel a little bad!”
She blushed and pouted her lips. It seemed she was at least aware of her crime.
As it was the right moment, Kamito blatantly sighed.
“Oh boy, the homeless me will have to sleep out in the “Spirit Forest”.”
“……”
“Sleeping at the night in the Spirit Forest is seriously a suicidal act. But it can’t be helped, after all, my house has been completely burned down.”
Kamito showed her him dropping his shoulders unnaturally.
Claire gnawed her lips. And then, she tip-toed -
And stared into Kamito’s eyes motionlessly.
Her face was near. Kamito was involuntarily startled as his nostrils was lightly tickled by the scent of a girl.
“…Okay, then. I…I’ll compensate you, properly!”
“Compensate?”
Kamito’s face somehow twitched to a bad premonition.
Part 2
— Where Kamito was brought to was to the front of the female dormitory of the Raven class.
Although it was called a dormitory, it was not a normal building. It was an elegant mansion akin to the residences of upper aristocrats.
“…Eh, what’s this?”
“For little while, I’ll allow you freeload in my room. Please be grateful.”
“Huh?”
…what did she suddenly proposed, this milady.
“After all, if I left you outside, Rinslet would come meddling…And because you are my slave spirit, isn’t natural for me, a spirit user, to take care of you.”
Claire informed him, bending her empty chest.
“No, that’s not it… You are still a girl of age and I may do something, did you not consider that?”
“D…Do you plan to do something to me?”
Claire glared. Kamito shook his head horizontally.
“Scarlet will stand watch. If you try to do something…cinders.”
“Isn't it a violation of the dormitory rules? A guy, like me, entering the female dormitory.”
“It’s alright, because you will be treated as my contracted spirit. The same as Scarlet.”
“That is completely not alright.”
Kamito retorted with his half-opened eyes, Claire was fidgeting with her hair irritated and snapped her fingers.
“Ahh, come on, do you want to stay? Or do you want to be cinders? Which?”
“… Why are there only those two choices?”
Kamito dropped his shoulders and sighed in resignation.
Claire’s room was on the second floor of the aristocrat residence like female dormitory.
“Don’t make too much noise, because the dormitory secretary is super scary.”
“A…Aah…Pardon my intrusion.”
For Claire, who is ideally pictured as arrogant, to be afraid of the dormitory secretary, he had a little interest.
While thinking of that, he timidly stepped into the room.
No matter how rough her personality was, Claire was a girl.
In addition, she was an outstandingly cute beautiful girl; even Kamito could not help but admit that.
Entering the room, as expected he was tense.
“—Flame, illuminate.”
Claire recited the spirit magic and the room was lighted.
Claire’s room was –
“……”
In senseless disorder.
There was a collapsed mountain of a large number of books. Clothes were left crumpled, plush toys and small items and so on were scattered here and there till there was no place to stand.
It did not look like a room of a pedigree milady.
“…You should at least do some cleaning.”
“U…Usually, Scarlet does the cleaning. Come on, quickly get in.”
Claire kicked Kamito’s back, sending him to the middle of the room.
“Ouch…good grief, you actually use such a powerful fire spirit to clean the room, if the spirit users across the world hear about it, they all cry you know.”
“Hmm, Scarlet is different from you, she is clever you know. She also burns the trash.”
“Ahh, I see. It is good as long as it’s convenient.”
As soon as they were arguing, a flaming cat, cladded in flames, manifested and started to put the room’s trash together and tidy up. … Indeed, there seemed to be where the wastepaper was incinerated.
“…Are you just fine with that?”
If that fire spirit of Claire grew, it could match up with even a large dragon type.
…What was sorrowful? Was it being made to do things like cleaning the room?
“Thank you, Scarlet. Good girl.”
Suri suri. Nade nade.
Meow. Meow.
“Are you a cat!”
Kamito retorted without thinking to the fire spirit fawning happily.
(…That proud spirit is completely tamed…)
Well, if one was gently stroked like that by Claire, whose outward appearance at least was of a beautiful girl, it was understandable to be completely attached.
For now, as there was no place to stand, Kamito too helped with the cleaning.
A long time ago, because of Greyworth working him hard, the entire housework became his forte.
He started carrying the books that were in a huge pile at his feet to put aside at a corner of the room.
At that time. He caught the sight of the titles written on the books’ front cover.
“The count and the hopeless princess”, “Tease master more!”, “The princess abducted by pirates”… Indeed these were what teenage girls like. There were ten-odd such romance novels, which were intended for teenagers.
“Hmm, so, you like this kind of stuff. That was a little unexpected.”
“…Id… Don’t look!”
Bofun.
The pillow, Claire threw, landed a direct hit on Kamito’s face, and he toppled over and was squashed by the books.
“If you don’t want anyone to look, you should have tidied up. It’s no big deal, I feel, even to like such novels.”
“S…Shut up, it…it’s not like I like them! … Err, yea, I borrowed from a friend, so I have no choice but to read them!”
“Hmm, I see. You borrowed fourteen volumes of novels you do not like.”
“S…Shut up!!”
Poka poka poka.
Claire got partially teary and hit Kamito. It was weak, possibly due to being embarrassed.
Kamito shrugged his shoulders and placed his hand on the floor to stand up.
And, just nice, that hand came in contact with–
(…Hn?)
A cloth that was somewhat nice to touch.
Was it silk? It was soft, silky and very nice to touch.
Unintenationally, he grabbed it, at its edges white flutters were attached to it.
(—…, white flutters!?)
With his face twitching, he stared at his hand.
Kamito’s hand tightly grasped an undergarment attached with fine laces.
…Surprisingly, it was a rather mature silk panty.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
“Hn, what are you doing?”
“Owaa!?”
Kamito got flustered and stuff that into his pocket.
7 out of 27 pages done.
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