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Shirone thought that Amy was kicking back as a joke.
"Sorry, did I startle you? I didn't say anything to surprise you. How's the Graduation Class going?"
Amy showed a cautious look. As Shirone tried to get closer, she quickly hit his arm. The two cups of coffee he was holding flew away.
Shirone had a dumbfounded expression. This couldn't be considered a joke anymore. Amy's face was flushed red, seemingly genuinely angry.
"Who are you to do this? And why are you speaking informally to me but calling Cerielle a senior?"
Cerielle also seemed to think this wasn't right and showed an uncomfortable expression.
"Are you in the advanced class? Even if you're interested, isn't this kind of approach inappropriate? And you should speak respectfully to your seniors. What's this? You're not even a flirt."
Shirone was bewildered. Amy and Cerielle were acting as if they didn't know him.
“Senior Cerielle, it’s me, Shirone. Don't you recognize me? Amy, do you really not know me? Are you just joking?"
"How am I supposed to know you? If you're a student, please study. Can't you even distinguish the right time and place? Do I look that easy?"
Amy grabbed Shirone by the collar. She was really annoyed. She thought that she would finally be rid of annoying guys once she joined the Graduation Class, but he had followed her here.
'I thought he had been quiet for a while, but he starts again. This is all because that kid isn't decent. Hanging out with weird kids and doing nonsense...'
Muttering to herself, Amy tilted her head.
'Huh? That kid? Who is that?'
She couldn't remember who was involved in the reason why msot male students that tried to flirt him decreased.
Caught by the collar, Shirone felt as though his heart had been pierced. There was no sense of familiarity in Amy's eyes.
"No... This can't be."
Shirone shook Amy's hand that was holding him by the collar.
"No! Don't lie!"
"Ouch."
Amy clenched her wrist, showing a pained expression. However, Shirone yelled as if even that appearance was hateful.
"Why are you pretending not to know me! What did I do wrong? If you don't like me, just say you don't! It hurts my feelings like this too!"
"You! Go away!"
Cerielle pushed Shirone away. Since it was Cerielle and no one else, Shirone couldn't even resist and fell onto his buttocks.
"Why are you bothering my friend? And to a senior, too! Which class are you in? Do you really want to get in trouble?"
Shirone looked up at her with a face that seemed to have lost everything in the world.
'Senior Cerielle....'
Amy's one and only best friend. A natural-born girl who always ranked high with her outstanding skills but also cried while reading romance novels. Shirone remembers her. The way she enthusiastically cheered him on whenever he took on a tough challenge.
But she was a completely different person now. Her eyes were burning like fire, and her tightly closed lips were filled with hostility
Shirone hung his head. It wasn't that he couldn't believe it, he didn't want to believe it. This kind of thing could never happen.
"No! It must be a lie!"
Shirone got up, slipping and lunging forward. He felt like he would go crazy if he stayed there for even a second longer.
"Don't ever come back! If you mess around like this again, I'll tell the teacher!"
Cerielle, who had shouted with cupped hands, still seemed angry as she spoke to Amy with her her face grimacing.
"Ugh, what kind of kid is that? He looks innocent, but he's really persistent. Oh my, Amy, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm fine."
Amy, who had been lost in thought, suddenly came to her senses. But she still felt uneasy. It was because she felt a strange longing from the sight of Shirone walking away.
"Who on earth is he? He really acted like he knew me, didn't he?"
"He's probably just pretending to be crazy and trying his luck. There are a lot of kids like that these days. They try to take advantage of anyone without a care."
"Is that so?"
"Anyway, I'm going in. I wanted to catch up with you for the first time in a while, but our break time passed because of that weird kid."
Even though they were in the same Graduation Class, they had different majors, so they had to find time to catch up with each other.
As Cerielle entered the classroom, Amy followed. But she stopped at the entrance and looked back at where Shirone had run off to.
“… … .”
She remained in her place until the class bell rang.
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'Why is she doing this! What's the reason!'
Shirone ran like a madman. As he passed the steel gate and arrived at the advanced class building, the class bell rang, and students entered their classrooms.
"Mark! Mark!"
Mark, who had been chatting with Maria, turned his head. Shirone ran up to him in one breath and asked.
"Mark! You know me, right? Who am I? Tell me quickly!"
Mark looked confused and glanced at Maria. But Maria shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't know either.
"Um... Who are you?"
Shirone's heart started beating like crazy. He couldn't figure out what had happened to him.
"It's me. It's me."
"Then who are you? I can't know unless you tell me."
"It's me! Sihrone! Class Five! We took the test together! Do you really not know?”
Mark's expression crumpled. However, he couldn't argue when Shirone mentioned Class Five and bowed his head politely.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you."
"That's not it! Why are you treating me like this?"
What on earth did they want him to do? He wanted to lash out, but he couldn't in front of everyone else.
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Infinite Mage (Novel)
