Chapter 297

Chapter 297

[Translator – Clara]

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Chapter 297: End of Semester (2)

Soon, the parents began to flood in.

The venue was the arena where the final exam rankings were determined.

Tudor vs Bianca for the Cold Department, and Granola and Sinclairee for the Hot Department, took the stage to compete.

Additionally, the top-performing students from the 2nd and 3rd years also joined the competition. Dolores, the student council president and senior, was no exception.

Parents, meeting their children inside the academy after a long time, hugged and asked about their experiences...

“Our son! We missed you! Are you eating well?”

“Well, daughter. Why aren’t you participating in the ranking match over there?”

“What? Is that a place to determine the senior ranking? Oh, I see, it’s not the usual stage for ordinary students.”

“Next time, make sure you can stand in that position too.”

“It’s reassuring that our child is receiving the same excellent education as those outstanding kids.”

“Make sure you also make friends with such friends around you. That’s why we sent you to Colosseo Academy.”

Amidst parents’ encouragement, pressure, compliments, and various reactions, a new dynamic of competition and friendship emerged. The parents’ visit was originally designed to achieve this effect.

Meanwhile, Tudor and Bianca, anticipating the final showdown of the semester, exchanged heated words before the match.

“My father is here, I can’t afford to look pathetic! Sorry, but I have to defeat you.”

“My father is here too, you know? I won’t go easy on you today.”

“Stop bullshitting? Your mid-term grades were lower than mine.”

“No way! I ranked higher than you in the mid-terms.”

“Yes, but that’s before considering the performance evaluation, attitude scores, and extracurricular activity bonus points. Overall, I’m one point higher than you.”

“Do you really have to consider all those things? It doesn’t matter. I’ll turn all these little things upside down today.”

“Upside down? You misspoke. You’re not going to overturn anything today.”

“Why is a girl talking like that? Seriously, it’s not cool.”

“What does it matter if a girl talks like that? Why are you so frail as a guy?”

“I’m not frail. Ugh, just start the match already.”

“You’re really not impressive.”

“You’re not impressive either.”

Tudor and Bianca continued their verbal sparring.

On the other hand, a quiet, cold wind blew between Granola and Sinclaire. Granola was the first to break the silence.

“Hey, commoner. Starting today, I, Granola, the rising star of the Hot Department.”

“....”

“I’ll also become the class president! I won’t yield the position to a commoner!”

“....”

“No complaints, right? Huh?”

Granola inwardly expected Sinclaire to react, holding the possible weight of her response. However, what came back was silence.

“... Childish, as expected.”

Sinclaire murmured, looking at a distant mountain with an expression devoid of any emotion. The innocent and cheerful feeling that used to emanate from her, like a young child, had disappeared. Instead, the atmosphere of a much older sister with considerable experience flowed from her.

Granola was puzzled by why Sinclaire had changed so much overnight, but somehow, he felt his heart pounding.

Finally, the professor serving as the host shouted loudly, capturing everyone’s attention.

“Uh? HUH?!”

Dolores dashed down the hill from the bench, but Vikir had already taken off down the path near the well in the distance.

* * *

Vikir headed towards a secluded place.

Having stopped by the old well, Vikir finally put down the little girl.

“Pomeranian. When did you come all the way here? Who did you come with?”

“Hehe, I sneaked out, I came with Big Uncle and Grandpa. They always keep me from playing.”

At Pomeranian’s playful words, Vikir touched his forehead with his hand.

He had heard the news through Cindywindy that ‘they’ had left for Venetior for the parent’s meet not too long ago.

‘I got careless, thinking that the Highbro, Middlebro, and Lowbro were handling it well.’

If they found out that Pomeranian was missing, it would likely cause chaos.

Before that happened, Vikir needed to quickly send her back to Hugo.

Vikir took Pomeranian’s hand.

“Alright, let’s go. Uncle will take you back.”

“Okay!”

Pomeranian obediently followed Vikir,

As they walked down the path, Vikir cautiously asked about Pomeranian’s well-being.

“How’s your Ghostwood doing these days?”

“It’s growing well! But sometimes, I have nightmares at night, and it annoys me!”

“Nightmares, huh? What kind of nightmares do you have?”

“When I have nightmares, demons keep coming out, and they bite me-”

Pomeranian shivered once.

Vikir nodded and gently patted Pomeranian’s head.

“The demons in your nightmares also have nightmares.”

“What do they see in nightmares?”

“...Me”

Vikir, in a slightly eerie voice, showed Pomeranian the Beelzebub on his wrist. Pomeranian’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

“Wow, Uncle, what’s that?”

“That’s why you don’t have to be afraid of things like demons. Uncle is here.”

So, Pomeranian could continue raising the Ghostwood without any worries. One day, she would provide powerful support to the Human Alliance.

And then, just as Vikir was about to leave the well area, someone grabbed the hem of his coat.

Without any prior warning, a granny appeared, tugging at the edge of Vikir’s coat.

“Ugh, I’m thirsty. Where’s the well, young man?”

A somewhat out-of-place old lady with a shabby white priest’s robe, a hunched back, round face with only a slight bump on her nose covered by thin-rimmed glasses, and sharp, thinly spread eyes.

She seemed like just an ordinary grandmother in every way.

However, when Vikir saw her face, he was so shocked that his stomach churned.

‘This person...?’

The biggest variable in this parents’ meet was right here.

[Translator – Clara]

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