Chapter 36: It's a misunderstanding

Dante revealed himself to Sara in a moment of excitement, but he lied to himself, contemplating an alliance.

After all, he couldn't stay idle while everyone targeted him, and sooner or later, everyone would find out about him. Unfortunately, it was the only choice he could make.

Firstly, he was alone, with more than ten people aiming at him, and secondly, Sara had Durandal, a sword that unconsciously called for Dante, piquing his curiosity due to the pulsations Durandal faintly gave him.

He didn't want to be an enemy of the sword considered the "sharpest in the world." Besides, it's not like Sara was antagonizing him. He felt something positive in her presence, something that only Morgana and Valentina had offered him so far. So, he trusted his judgment and followed his instincts.

The day was approaching when Dante would finally become a student at the prestigious academy he had heard so much about from his Wives.

Was he excited? Of course, he felt a new sensation of anxiety, something slowly burning his soul.

The day after the test, he woke up late, considerably delaying himself because the boredom of the previous day consumed him entirely. Again, he had a terrible dream that left him slightly frustrated. Anyway, he got up with his things and headed to the Academy's facilities.

He picked up the instructions and went straight to the main corridor.

Again, he had a small reality shock seeing so many people living their lives. There were people of all kinds, from small elves with large cloaks and books in their hands to strong vampires in American school uniforms and girls wearing Japanese schoolgirl skirts and various blouses.

It was still the initial period, so the uniforms would be required the next day. All the young people were enjoying the freedom to wear the clothes they wanted.

Dante then picked up a card. On this card, there was his photo, his name, and his class. Dante was in Class 1-A. Classes 1-A, 1-B, 1-C, and 1-D referred to the first year, and so on.

"Let's see... Third floor," Dante said, looking at a small sheet with some instructions. He needed to go to his dormitory, so he calmly climbed the stairs in a building a bit far from the classrooms. The building looked like a small three-story tower, called the "Golden Primary" only for Class A students.

Dante was late, did some physical and psychological preparations to face this place and ended up oversleeping in the hotel where he was staying...

Dante was immersed in thoughts of sharing the room with someone. However, he quickly thought that this could be good; he would get another ally to not suffer alone during school life. But this thought was completely killed when Dante entered the third floor. All the rooms had already been allocated, leaving only a less conspicuous room. Dante blamed himself for being lazy.

"Stupid! Overslept!" Dante said aloud, letting his thoughts come out of his mouth.

He hadn't seen any classmates from Class A yet; he only saw the closed rooms with a small message on the door: "Allocated."

"Well, all that's left is this..." Dante said, looking at the oak door very similar to Morgana's office. It had no identification or magical carving, just said "Dormitory," unlike the others with some protective runes.

"What are you doing?" Sara questioned, and he just replied.

"Pleasure to meet you; I'm your roommate." He answered, throwing his small baggage into the "room." But Dante quickly realized. Despite appearances, it was actually a whole house! It was a reasonably luxurious apartment, with a living room, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen! He then looked around, and when he got to the bedroom...

"So much luxury, but the room is shared..." Dante said, while Sara, behind him, agreed. He then threw his baggage on the other side of the room, where there was a wardrobe, a bed, and a desk with two drawers, separated by a window, and the same happened on the other side where Sara chose.

"I'll ask the manager why they allowed a man and a woman to share rooms." She said, and Dante turned around and replied.

"Don't waste your time on that. The answer will be 'You arrived late; there are no more rooms,' and he will kick you out of his office." Dante replied, as he had already imagined something like that.

'Believe in this lie, please!' Dante prayed internally; he didn't want to stop sharing the room with her because she was, at least, entertaining. He was afraid of getting a roommate who hated him.

'But I'm a princess...' Sara murmured lightly in her thoughts, but Dante saw her face and quickly responded, "If I, who am the son of a demon that can destroy this entire place, don't have respect, imagine you," completely diverting Sara from her silly thoughts about her royalty. 'He's right.'

But quickly she remembered what happened a while ago! Sara had been in a rage since the lingerie incident... Dante noticed this and turned to Sara and said.

"I'm sorry, it was an unfortunate accident, and I had no intention of spying on you. You can do whatever you want with me to feel better." He replied honestly, and a vein appeared on Sara's head.

"Do whatever I want with you? WHO WOULD WANT TO DO WHATEVER WITH YOU!" Sara shouted. Again, Dante thanked for having kept the Silence spell activated the whole time.

It would be a big problem if others heard about him and Sara in this distorted way.

Still enraged and with a huge vein on her head almost bursting, she went towards Dante.

"Pervert!" She shouted and gave him a big slap that made him fly to the other side of the room. Dante slightly saw stars spinning over his head as he tried to regain his senses.

'That was a strong slap!'

He looked at the girl who was clapping one hand to the other as if cleaning the dirt from touching Dante's face and again "Hump!" snorted and walked out of the room, leaving Dante with a red handprint on his face.

'This girl... is she crazy?' was his questioning with the sudden change in the girl's attitude.

This was a reality check; literally, Sara's harmonious and respectful personality was completely gone in front of him in just one stupid incident. Now, in front of him, it was as if a white tiger had its teeth at his throat, ready to swallow him at any moment...

'I think I want to switch now... I lost an ally... and gained a great enemy.'