When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Sparing IV

From up here their fight had already begun within the grassland arena, and Fate used the Executioner Class just like the bespectacled young man before him.

True what Crist said, Fate must be trying hard to master almost all classes until the technique is perfect, but always using the same weapon as the enemy is not a little? Like patronizing. Will Fate also use the Swordmaster when facing me?

Ah, I hope not.

Instantly dazed the events of the day long ago when Arthur used Fate's body to suppress me. Frozen contact crept up the nape, making goosebumps. I stroked the back of the neck, not wanting to see the girl use the sword again. I won't allow it.

But down there the fight is very nimble, fast! I saw their knives pounding each other until the sparks of fire seemed to adorn. Long chains filled the arena, trying to twist and knock out the enemy in front. Crist attacked with a sharp blade glittering defiantly in his grasp, but Fate suddenly disappeared from sight. They are equally deft and nimble anyway, commensurate-no, Crist looks a little knocked back.

Blue eyes unceasingly looking to and fro like ... reading around? For a moment, his forehead wrinkled until the eyebrows fused together but he rang later. Fate's two blades were stabbed-almost! If Crist doesn't raise both hands immediately.

The girl's control was truly incredible, even a knife that slid rapidly in chains a few inches away from the enemy's face could just stop and return in the grasp. Suddenly they fell silent, letting a gentle wind blow and shaking the green foothold down.

Wait, Crist ... give up? Even the double chain blade had already returned into a purple crystal form floating beside it. But, really? Wh why? Ah, he said-can't hear! Rushing I hurried to the front of the television that was live-streamed from the surveillance cameras.

"... Still doesn't work. I've thought of various ways. Unfortunately with my speed, there is no plan that can defeat him. Rather than wasting energy, I resigned," Crist said with a faint smile on his relaxed face.

Oh, in the broadcast looks Professor Kaidan asking why he gave up. Ha-ah, even high-end analysts like Crist are also subject to Fate.

"Aahaha! See that?" daniel's shout drew all the attention to him, even now he crossed his legs on the front desk of the sofa, "Crist, Crist, the basis of calculation."

"Yes, I better prepare myself to pursue the third," Crist continued with his chuckle.

"Well! Very Crist!" daniel exclaimed endlessly laughing and pointed at the television screen up there.

With that said, their match was declared over. Fate came out as a winner and after that, Crist fought ordinary members to take third place for the club's internal rank.

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Before the final, we rested for lunch. I chose to go to the cafeteria of the Training Center Building, buy one medium-sized lunchbox and pick a few side dishes to taste.

I don't know why this place is a little quiet. Maybe because the main simulation room was used for our sparing club? Or indeed this place is vast and rarely people spend time here.

After that I sat on the right bench. A little curious who cooks and prepares food in this academy, if not wrong they have a hobby society of cooking and the results of their work are foods that we often encounter in Vaughan, Vaughan, except food in packaging.

Hmm, cooking yes ....

My eyes were a little wistful, chewing every bite very slowly. With the voices of the people, and the dim under the dimness of the vast room, it felt like devouring this food. Instantly, the blue memory flakes came back as I smiled warmly in front of him, sitting opposite a simple dish on a tiny wooden table. My loved ones love to cook, showing me all kinds of ways and recipes.

But memories are just memories. He's gone and that's .. I'm the cause.

I'm a little down. Put down the spoon, support the head with the left hand and tighten the fist of the right hand. Actually, very happy to be able to follow in his footsteps to be able to cook but ... why can it happen? Why did I take his life?

"Food will be cold and bad if you leave it that way."

I immediately turned to the direction of the voice, ah ....

"Fate?"

"May I sit here?"

I nodded, but he-astaga, sat him very close beside me. Feels a little blush-ah, no, no, what am I thinking? Soon I shook my head and went back to eating. He pulled out a slightly funny box. Simple yet elegant motif, really suitable for the model.

He nodded in response. Maybe make it while in Lucian Mansion? Because, it can cook in a club, it's like a second house but I've never seen Fate cook there. I'm a little curious about the taste of this girl's food.

"Actually I-ah, I can also make my own food, he taught me. But now, when cooking it hurts ... remember him, so I avoid it," I said nanar with a stammering word.

"You want to forget it?"

"Forget .. I don't know."

Half my eyelids closed, looking blankly out of nowhere. If you want to erase the memory of him. Yet just remembering that smile, so sliced the heart. Not knowing what to do, my heart is full of uncertainty.

"Why is your food plain?" said Fate flatly staring at the food box in front of me.

I was a little surprised and looked at him. "Eh? Plain?"

He began to shift his supplies towards me. "Eat vegetables too, and fruits. They provide it, right? Here, take it," Fate said slowly by moving a few slices of carrots and broccoli to my lunchbox.

"Aaaa, no, no need. How will you be?"

The bluish silver eyes looked at me. "Eat vegetables." Then he saw his food again by touching his chin. "Take it, it looks like I also prepared too many vegetables."

Ah, did he really measure and calculate his own food? He is too balanced and perfectionist. But, just as I was thinking about how she tastes, Fate gave it to me. Can this girl really read minds?

Try the food he gave .. tasty too. Maybe carrots first sauteed then broccoli until the color is shiny so it can be more tender than this, but the rest.

"Ehem, I think if I'm sitting here bothering you."

Suddenly Crist sat on the bench in front of us. I-I'm getting very blushed right now and looking away.

"No problem, just sit down. Eating together will make the food taste better" said Fate relaxed and began to devour his provisions.

Crist smiled and raised his eyebrows towards me. What does it mean ....

"Oi, glasses! Know that two more people are together, the third one is a demon? Let you not be a demon, here I am." A feisty voice suddenly appeared, Daniel came slamming his provisions onto the table and embracing the shoulders of his interlocutors.

I became a little sorry for Crist, he looked resigned and helpless against our chairman. The sound of breaths beside me, Fate stared flatly at the men before him.

"You guys! It is forbidden to riot when eating!" cecil rattled Daniel by hitting him on the head.

"A-aduduuuh, sick, Cil! Instead of my elus here," ringis the man stroked his blond hair and looked at the girl who had just arrived at our group.

The one who snorted and threw away his face. "Stupid, ah! Sukurin, weee!"

Then Cecil ran to Fate's side and whispered, "Is it okay for me to sit next to you?"

Fate nodded. It seemed like Cecil was interested in her, he said, "Fate after the sparing is done, can you chat for a while? Anu, about tactics. You see when I fight? You think it's good?"

"We can talk about that later" replied Fate.

Ah, the table I was sitting at became a little crowded now but eating together like this was not bad either. I slightly smile.