Bullied but Popular

10 – Cecilia Cloud 3

“……”

“……”

‘What do we do?’

Aren was so uncomfortable with the silence in the classroom that he heard Carol’s voice while he was thinking about whether to play the role of sleeping again.

“What happened to Aren?”

Carol kept her composure as much as possible and asked,

‘Why Aren…’

Carol’s curiosity was about to explode because it was not the image of Cecilia that Carol had seen so far.

The moment Aren saw Carol’s reaction, he gained a flashy realization and opened his mouth.

“Someone must have said something strange to Cecilia-senpai yesterday.”

“talk?”

“Yeah. I said I was really strong, so I dragged myself to the gymnasium and started sparring, but the difference in skills was so great that I only got hit, and then the senior said he didn’t agree and said it was different from what he heard, and kept requesting sparring. Who the hell is spreading such nonsense?”

“ah……”

When Aren spoke while staring at Carol’s face, Carol was surprised to see if there was anything stabbed and quietly returned to her seat.

The other students, hearing Aren’s story, seemed to be a little convinced and started talking amongst themselves again.

But Tia couldn’t.

‘It’s the first time I’ve seen her say that…’

For Tia, Cecilia was her goal and the person she admired.

As such, Tia had always seen Cecilia and prided herself on knowing her better than anyone else.

Such an older sister did something she had never shown in 17 years.

Even to his ex-fiancé.

It was a situation that Tia did not understand at all and was very concerned about.

‘What the hell did you come to see Aren for?’

Tia glanced at Aren and thought about asking, but decided to stop.

‘It’s embarrassing…’

Tia was still uncomfortable with Aren.

It’s not Tia’s fault, but she definitely caused damage to Aren, and even excluding that, it’s a relationship that can’t be particularly good.

Even if you talk to them now, it will definitely be difficult to go back to a good relationship.

Tia sighed and decided to prepare for class.

***

The last class was history.

In Borage, there are many classes on mana, but the minimum amount of history and basic knowledge was taught.

At first glance, it seems ordinary to learn in Bollywood, but it was essential knowledge that nobles must learn in order not to be ignored by others.

‘I learned from my mother, so I know most of them.’

Where did Aren’s mother, Sandra Deepus, learn from? Her knowledge about culture, culture, and society was higher than that of most professors.

Thanks to this, Aren received an injection education from a young age and was able to enter Bolage now.

Once, his father, Hans Deepus, suggested that he be overdoing it, but his mother’s harsh words, “I can’t raise an ignorant person like you,” led Hans to calmly withdraw from Aren’s mental education.

‘Still, it wasn’t in vain.’

Aren thought so and began to prepare his mind while waiting for the class to end.

“Oh, it’s already time like this.”

The history professor said that and began to say the last line at the end of class.

“We’ll do this in the next class, and we’re done for today.”

‘finished!’

As soon as Professor Aren left the class, he got up from his seat and walked to leave the classroom.

At that moment, someone blocked Aren’s way.

remorse

“…what?”

“Ah, that’s…”

Karl was blocking Aren’s path with a troubled look on his face.

Aren ignores him and tries to pass, but Carol blocks his way again.

“……”

“……”

‘Have you been bought out?’

It seemed that Cecilia had embraced Carol.

‘The front is impossible.’

In Aren’s view, Karl is the strongest in the first year.

To be honest, I didn’t have the confidence to win even if I used the coast.

But this wasn’t a duel.

“Ah, senior.”

“Ah, are you…?”

When Aren acted while looking behind Carol, Carol turned her head back thinking that Cecilia had come.

Aren took advantage of the gap in the moment to turn around and run to the window on the other side.

Seeing this, Carol hurriedly ran.

“Aren! This is the second floor!”

“I know. It’s perfect.”

The moment Aren opens the window without hesitation, something falls outside the window.

wheeik tak

Someone who had fallen grabbed the window railing, picked himself up again, and threw himself into the window.

tadak

“……”

“……”

“Hello Aren.”

When Cecilia made her way through the window, all the first graders stared at her dumbfounded.

‘This is gross…’

Aren also fell into a panic when he saw Cecilia who entered through the window.

‘Where should I tackle?’

Cecilia maintained her own pace whether or not her eyes were focused.

“Thank you, Carol.”

“…Uh what.”

Carol looked dazed, probably not knowing that Cecilia would enter through the window.

And Tia looked at her sister with an absurd expression.

“Sister! What if I come in through the window!?”

“Yeah sorry. I won’t do that next time.”

After giving a simple answer, Cecilia grabs Aren’s arm and drags him.

“let’s go.”

‘I wonder if I’ll go alone.’

If you come this far, even Aren will come.

Without hesitation, Aren grabbed Carol by the collar, dragged her, and met his eyes.

‘I’m suffering because of you!’

‘Mi, sorry.’

‘It’s okay, do something quickly!’

‘Ah, okay, wait a minute.’

“What are you two doing?”

While Aren and Carol were having an eye conversation, Cecilia looked back at the two and asked when Aren was not brought.

Carol said to Cecilia that it was time for this.

“Sister, are you taking Aren because of what I said the other day?”

“… that’s right.”

Cecilia was about to say no, but changed her words.

To tell the truth, I have to say the gift because it was an act of breaking my promise to Aren.

“Nuna, I exaggerated that a bit. So let’s just let go of Aren.”

Carol smiled handsomely and spoke in the kindest tone possible.

‘He’s definitely handsome…’

Even in the eyes of the same man, Aren, Carol’s smile was an exclamation.

However, it seems that this was not the case for Cecilia.

“no.”

“uh?”

“no.”

“Why don’t you like it?”

“It has nothing to do with you.”

Carol, moved by those words, pulled Aren’s arm on the other side.

Kkwaak

“Why don’t you care? I was holding on to Aren.”

“It’s done, so stop it. I’m going.”

“Hold on to the person you don’t like, and whoever wants to go?”

“What are you doing Carr?”

“What are you doing, sister?”

“Let go of your arms before you get angry.”

“My sister, let go of your arms.”

‘no! Both of you let go of your arms!’

Aren didn’t lie and felt the pain as if his arms were being torn off.

Looking at the shore, both of them were using mana minutely.

When Aren strained his arms and tried to pull it out, the two men tried harder and refused to let go.

‘Who, who!’

When Aren couldn’t stand the pain and was about to ask for help, an unexpected savior appeared.

“Neither of you stop!”

When Tia shouted, the fight between the two of them stopped for a moment.

Taking advantage of that gap, Aren pulled back his arms and stepped back.

‘Sah, lived.’

Tia’s voice was heard as she kneaded her arms and was relieved.

“What are you two doing embarrassingly! I forgot where this place is!”

“Oh no I…”

“…..”

Tia turned her attention to Cecilia, leaving Carol embarrassed.

“And why the hell did you come? I heard you already had sparring with Aren?”

“……”

Cecilia said nothing.

Tia looked at her sister like that, hesitated for a moment, then turned her gaze to Aren.

“You, do you know what’s going on?”

“No, I have no idea.”

As soon as Aren spoke, Cecilia glared at him with sharp eyes.

Aren didn’t even look that way and just massaged his arms with a pitiful look as if he was in pain.

Tia said while watching her sister’s expression change.

“Sister, talk to me for a second.”

“… huh.”

As Tia and Cecilia left, Aren also left the class looking for an opportunity.

Sister Cloud went into a roughly empty classroom and continued the conversation.

“Why the hell are you doing this?”

“…..”

Cecilia didn’t say anything, but Tia didn’t rush and waited.

Although there was almost no change in expression on the outside, Tia could see that Cecilia was worried.

After some time, Cecilia opened her mouth.

“I can’t tell you everything.”

“are you okay.”

“I need Aren’s help.”

“…?”

Even if he was his younger brother, he couldn’t figure it out with just this.

“What help do you need?”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“…Does it have to be Aren?”

“uh.”

“……???”

It was the first time that even her younger sister herself had such a difficult conversation with her older sister.

My sister was leaving the classroom as if she had done what she had to say.

“Sister, is that the end?”

“Yeah. I’ve done all I can.”

With that said, my mind became even more confused.

***

“It’s finally over.”

Yubar looked at his arms and said.

“Damn it! It took three weeks.”

Three weeks have passed since Yubar’s arms were cut off.

Yubar complained that the treatment period was too long, but being cured in three weeks was possible because the academy hired a high-ranking priest.

But that didn’t matter too much to Yuvar.

“Aren, that b*tch is dead.”

While Yubar was hospitalized, all he could think about was combat training.

The reason he lost in Dalian was because he made a mistake, and he thought that he could never get tired of Aren with his skills.

I don’t know where the confidence comes from, but Yubar really thought that way, so he thought of challenging Aren to a duel as soon as he returned to his class.

While Yubar was walking with a promise, he noticed the door to class A that had arrived before he knew it.

drooling

When Yubar went inside, the students in his class pretended to know.

“Huh? Yubar?”

“Yubar?”

“Oh~ Are your arms attached?”

Friends teased Yubar, but Yubar didn’t answer and turned his gaze to Aren’s seat.

“hahahahaha!

Aren was sitting and looking at himself.

I walked towards Aren, feeling deeply upset at the same expressionless expression as usual.

jerk jerk jerk

As the atmosphere in the classroom changed to a lively mood, Carol spoke to Yubar.

“To retaliate?”

“… what?”

As Yubarun approached Aren, he heard Karl’s voice and stopped.

Carol continued.

“Have you forgotten the rules of sparring? Accidents that occur during sparring cannot be blamed on the opponent.”

“Kick! That’s f*cking.”

Yubar glared at Aren again and approached.

“When did I say I was to blame?”

“……”

Aren quietly watched what Yubar did.

baek!

Yubar’s fist hit Aren’s head.

And then he smiles and says.

“We’re just playing as usual, aren’t we?”

“……”

Aren, as expected, just stared at Yubar.

Seeing this, Yubar laughed bitterly.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to have won Dalian once by luck? You’d better give up the thought of living comfortably in the future. I’m going to kill you.”

‘This guy will be among the crazy ones too?’

Aren was in fact genuinely admiring.

I thought he would come to his senses a bit if his arms were cut off, but instead he came back as a madman.

This should be acknowledged.

this guy is crazy

While Aren was thinking about this, Yubar put his hand on Aren’s head and started stroking it like a joke.

“It will be fun in the future, so look forward to it, huh? Take good care of your arm in Dalian~ Because that’s mine.”

As soon as Yubar finished speaking, the professor entered.

“Now, everyone, take your seats.”

Yubar returned to his seat.

Looking at Yubar, Aren thought.

‘I can’t… I’m sorry, but let’s cut one more time.’

Aren looked at Yubar’s arm with a feeling of pity.