Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

66 – Solitude (1)

Tweets… ….

The sound of birds coming through the slightly open window.

The serene sound they make as they brush against each other in the grass where the breeze has swept.

The chill of dawn dissipated, and Anastasia opened her eyes to the warm air heated by the rising sun.

“… ….”

I opened my eyes, but I didn’t move easily.

I lay in bed hugging the blanket for a long time like a dead person with his eyes open.

Rurrr!

I heard the loud alarm sound, and then I finally got up.

“Haam… ….”

Anastasia yawned loudly, stretched herself, and slapped the head of her watch with the palm of her hand.

Then, with a pop, the alarm stopped.

“…… I hate going to the academy.”

Anastasia murmured as she scratched her messy hair reminiscent of a lion’s mane.

It wasn’t just today, it was something she said to herself every morning like a habit.

However, she hated going to the academy even more today than usual.

My whole body was sore and heavy as if I had slept on the floor.

Because of that, she couldn’t sleep properly, and she was still drowsy.

Still, people cannot live according to their instincts.

Anastasia struggled to get out of bed and headed for the kitchen.

“… ….”

I took out the food that I had put in the refrigerator a few days ago just to get nutrients and put it in her bowl.

She sat down at the table and looked around as she shoved the tasteless food into her mouth and chewed it thoroughly.

She was calm.

No warmth, empty.

It was a room that still made me feel lonely and not used to it.

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“I have to go to the academy.”

It’s not that I want to go, I have to go.

I felt like I would die of loneliness if I stayed in a room like this. Even though I didn’t want to go, I was given a poisonous prescription.

This was also familiar.

Anastasia Aris has lived like this every time since she lost her family.

* * *

Walking through a tunnel made of trees with thick leaves is relaxing.

She thought it would be nice to sit on a nearby bench and sleep, as the weather today was fine without a single cloud and the cool breeze was blowing.

Anastasia, who has a mental state closer to that of a cat than a person, shook off things that tempted her and entered her classroom.

Before going down the terraced auditorium, looking down from the highest point, she could see at a glance that it was full of people.

Maybe it was because today was the day of midterm exams, it felt more crowded as all the students who normally missed lectures attended.

“Um… ….”

A space full of people.

The sound of words coming from all directions without a chance to be quiet.

She doesn’t like to hang out with people and tends to be quiet, but she likes those things.

I trudged along.

The first row in front of the podium is always the place to go.

In the past, it was an unpopular seat that could be called Anastasia’s exclusive seat, but these days there are passengers.

“Hello.”

Adele.

The man who defeated Anastasia, who had never lost first place in theory or practice.

“… ….”

Usually, he gave off an aura of ‘don’t talk to me!’ But when I did, he accepted it, but today, strangely, there was no reply.

What should I say?

It was a blank face, as if someone had gone crazy.

“Don’t ignore it.”

That disregard made me feel bad.

Anastasia poked out and struck his arm with her weak fist.

Only then did Adele regain his focus and turn his head.

“What, why are you hitting me all of a sudden?”

“I said hello, but you ignored me.”

“Ah, was it? I didn’t listen because I had something to worry about. I’m sorry.”

Unlike usual, being dazed wasn’t like him.

I haven’t seen much, but the Adele that Anastasia saw was a man with a broken heart.

Then, Anastasia set the bag she had brought down on her desk.

I didn’t lift much, but his body staggered and he slumped into his chair as if he was about to fall.

Oh.

Something doesn’t look like my body.

Since Anastasia thought so, Adele said as she watched.

“Anastasia, your face is red, but you are not feeling well.”

“Body?”

It wasn’t just the face.

The hair shaking from side to side, restless like grass swaying in the wind, and the voice that was more subdued than usual were evidence of that.

As Anastasia was groping her face with her hand, Adele approached and placed her hand on her forehead.

“…… You have a lot of heat.”

My forehead was so hot that it was strange that I didn’t notice.

No, because it was so hot, my senses became dull and I didn’t notice it.

“I wanted to go back late at night wearing light clothes every day, but I ended up catching a cold.”

Unlike Lucy, who now obediently accepts Adele’s coat and goes back, she should have forced her clothes back when Anastasia said she was okay.

Remorse came belatedly, but it has already passed, so what should I do?

“For now, how about going back and resting?”

“When I go back, no one is there.”

It is said that going back will add to this pain and loneliness.

And when you are sick, the sense of being alone will be more emphasized.

If you had to endure it, you would have endured it here, Anastasia, who seemed unable to bear it, shook her head.

“Then shall I take you to the infirmary?”

“You have to leave the infirmary at night.”

“Um.”

I hate this, and I hate that too.

Adele asked her then she wanted what she was going to do.

“What are you going to do? You have to go back to the dormitory anyway.”

“It will be better before then.”

Adele sighed deeply at the answer, as if she knew that her cold would get better if she stopped.

I imagined Anastasia, who would soon die alone in her room without anyone knowing if I left her alone.

She can’t forcefully drag a guy who says she doesn’t like it and leave her lying down, so she has no choice but to watch.

“Tell me if it hurts. Still, it would be better to stay in the infirmary until night.”

Anastasia quietly turned her head to look at her Adele.

Come to think of it, how long has it been since someone worried about you?

Since it has been more than 10 years since my parents passed away, I had to say that it has been almost 10 years.

For Anastasia, who had been living alone and had never been worried, that favor was both welcome and awkward.

“Yes.”

Maybe that’s why she seemed to be relying on it without realizing it.

* * *

She somehow returned to the dormitory after her midterm exams, and Anastasia, unable to walk on her own two feet, leaned against her wall.

I thought my condition would get better with time, but I woke up in the morning and was in a good condition, but now it was difficult to control my body.

She tried to take her temperature by herself, but later noticed that there was no thermometer in the room.

In the end, after drinking a glass of lukewarm water, Anastasia staggered to her bed, but on the way Anastasia collapsed on the floor and threw herself away.

“It hurts.”

Her vision is spinning, her head is pounding, and her body is powerless.

Because she had no appetite and skipped lunch, she was hungry, and cold sweat kept running down her forehead.

Normally, she would have grimaced that she was in pain, but she didn’t even have the strength to say that because her body really hurt.

“It’s a big deal.”

Now my consciousness is hazy.

Anastasia’s eyes began to blur as her surroundings began to blur.

Anastasia collapsed on the floor even though her condition would get worse if she fell on the cold floor.

….

When she was little, her parents used to take care of her through the night when she got sick.

She once caught a bad cold while playing in her snow field, and her fever reached over 40 degrees, and then her father bought some medicine through the blizzard.

─Pe! Painting! What’s this?

─What is he doing now? It’s medicine, so don’t waste it and eat it quickly.

─I hate it. It tastes awful.

Looking back, it seems that the medicine my father had bought with great difficulty was bitter and he spat it out.

I thought it was possible because I was immature, but now I felt sorry for my father all over again.

As of now, there is no father in the world who would accept that apology.

But why do I suddenly think of that time?

Just when that thought came to mind, Anastasia woke up from her dream.

“… ….”

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a dark bedroom.

Anastasia blinked her eyes, wiping the tears from her eyes as if she had been shed while sleeping.

What is it?

I must have been unable to make it to bed and fell face down on the floor.

Besides that, I never changed my clothes, but it was like pajamas before I knew it.

As Anastasia put her hands on her bed and stood up, the towel suddenly fell.

It was a wet towel with moderately cold energy.

“… ….”

Did you enter the wrong room?

No, I wasn’t that crazy.

I’m not used to being lonely, and I’m not used to people. It’s a single room, so I don’t even have a roommate, so who cares for me?

Thanks to waking up, Anastasia, who felt a little better, got her body up and moved towards the place where there was a rattling sound.

When I opened the door to the dark bedroom, I frowned at the bright light flooding in.

I heard a voice as I couldn’t come to my senses holding the doorknob like that.

“What, why did the bad guy wake up?”

The voice made Anastasia widen her eyes.

“How did you get into my room?”

“I followed him because he looked bad. The door was locked, so I got it with magic. Thanks to that, I was able to find you collapsed, so what can I say?”

Adele brought a bowl of freshly cooked porridge and gestured to Anastasia, who was standing there blankly, as if inviting her to sit down.

“Eat first. That way, I’ll take the medicine too.”

As she said that, she put down the medicine bag that she just bought.

The scene, Adele’s words overlapped with the memories she had recalled from her dream, and Anastasia’s eyes blushed.