CH 23

After looking admiringly at my kitchen, I placed back the dish I made to the refrigerator and tidied things up then I returned to my room​.

Just like always, I thought Hurst-san's knock will come but it seems like he has yet to return as there was no knock heard from the door.

It seems like he's taking quite some time.

So I was sitting on the sofa while waiting for Hurst-san, but it seems like he's already here. I stood up from the sofa as I heard a knock from the door. 

... ...I wonder if Hurst-san will be happy.

I'm sure beyond that door, Hurst-san's eyes will be sparkling. No doubt about that.

While selfishly thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel smug about it.

As I hurriedly opened the door, There's Hurst-san while holding a basket of an already sliced French bread. 

Just like what I thought.

But, those eyes of his aren't shining like always... 

"I'm sorry for being late."

"No, it's okay. Umm, did something happened?"

For some reason Hurst-san's atmosphere is different.

While wondering about it, Hurst-san looked straight at me and nodded.

"There's...Before the meal, there is something I would like to talk about"

"A, I understand"

There's this weird atmosphere.

While looking at the current state of Hurst-san, I became serious as well.

So, we sat on the sofa together and I asked what's wrong.

As Hurst-san's blue eyes intently stared at me and then in a low voice he said, "It seems like the Saint can't use her power"

"... ...can't use her power?"