[Comprehensive] I have special upper-level skills

Elegant and deep orchestral music was played in the beautifully decorated hall. Although there were lights, candlesticks were still installed on the surrounding red walls, and the flickering lights blurred small shadows on the wallpaper.

The blond girl looked up and looked around.

"Sir, Miss?" The waiter's voice sounded, and there were several goblets filled with red wine on the tray in his hand, and he lowered his head and slightly stretched out his hand holding the tray to Nanase Hikari and Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The brown-haired young man waved his hands slightly, then looked down at the blond girl who also refused.

Feeling Sawada Tsunayoshi's gaze, Nanase Hikari opened the corner of her mouth, "Ah, my wine quality is very bad."

Nanase Hikaru had only drank alcohol once since she was a child.

When I was in middle school, to celebrate Bakugo Katsuki's birthday, I accidentally mistaken Aunt Mitsuki and my cup.

As for how bad it was, Nanase Hikaru didn't know.

After all, it's morning when she opens and closes her eyes.

...But according to Katsuki, she hugged the dining table at Bakugo's house and cried while laughing, and after crying, she began to dance to the gods.

In the end, Bakugo Katsuki couldn't bear it anymore and threw her back home.

It's dangerous... If Aunt Guangji is not here, she probably will lose her life.

"Also." The girl suddenly lowered her voice, and Tsunayoshi Sawada watched her look around vigilantly, then leaned closer and said, "Didn't you say that you can't drink indiscriminately at this kind of party?"

It's like a child who shares the experience of "my mother said not to drink things given by strangers".

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

His expression was soft, and the color of his eyes under the eyelashes brightened a little.

Generally speaking, at this kind of mafia gathering, no one is stupid enough to tamper with the food.In order to prevent unnecessary troubles, the family hosting the party is extremely strict about the selection of waiters and the inspection of food.

"Yeah." He nodded seriously, "Nanase-san is right."

Nanase: ...What's the matter with always feeling as if that's not the case?

"Ah, that's right." The brown-haired young man seemed to have thought of something, and his expression returned to normal from deliberate seriousness. A smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at the girl with a somewhat dazed expression, "Nanase Sanghe How is the training of Prison Temple Lord?"

……

The blond girl turned her face away stiffly, and muttered in passing, "I still don't understand such abstract things as enlightenment."

Nanase Hikaru blinked and hummed a few times.

"In terms of awareness, I completely have the awareness of 'I will never let the guy in the prison temple look down on me' and 'it's too shameful to be the only person who can't burn the flame'."

The girl spoke righteously, then paused at the end, and lightly tapped the clenched fist of her right hand on the open palm of her left hand.

"Ah, as expected, it's still the same one—horoscopes don't match."

The brown-haired young man was not surprised by this, and the smile on his lips was tainted with a bit of helplessness.

【"That guy Nanase is still the same."】

The door of the chief's office was opened, and the little baby in the suit was holding the prison temple's report in his hand, and the little leather shoes walked on the soft carpet without making a sound.

He jumped onto the desk of the brown-haired young man and dropped the stack of report papers in his hand.

Hayato Kikuji perfectly displayed Virgo's attitude of striving for perfection, and wrote every training report into a long paper.

Although Reborn would find it troublesome to turn to the training result column on the last page every time.

After all, according to the way of getting along with Yuji and Nanase, Reborn, who has watched them grow up (?), can guess what the process is like.

The brown-haired young man with his eyes slightly closed was awakened by the sound of the report falling on the table. He met his tutor's dark eyes, curled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and reached out to open the report.

【"No, Nanase-san, you don't necessarily need to learn how to fight with the flames of death."】

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't quite understand Reborn's obsession with letting Nanase Guang learn to fight with rings.

He had seen Nanase Hikaru's personality.

——A personality that Tsunayoshi Sawada envied when he was in junior high school.

Even the current Tsunayoshi Sawada would be a little amazed every time he saw Hikaru Nanase's battle video.

Summon swords to fight instead of himself. According to what he knows so far, the number of summoned swords should be increased according to Nanase Hikaru's own ability.

If you keep digging out the potential of this personality—for the enemy, this will probably become a very difficult problem.

Reborn snorted when he heard Tsunayoshi Sawada's voice.

【"That guy relies too much on her personality."】

The brown-haired youth paused while reading the report.

【"If there is an existence among the enemies that can eliminate individuality, that guy is just a stronger ordinary person."】

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was sitting at the table, frowned, raised his head, and met Reborn's eyes again.

【"She will lose."】

"Nanase-san?"

"Yes Yes!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice sounded, Nanase Hikari responded hastily.

She looked away from embarrassment again.

"It's not that kind of consciousness."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's tone was gentle, with a smile on his face, but his voice was extremely firm.

"Is there anyone Nanase-san wants to protect?"

--what?

There was still confusion in the girl's eyes.

"An existence that must be protected even if it is not fulfilled. If it is not fulfilled, even if it is death, there is no way to feel at ease."

"It is this kind of awareness that can make the ring respond."

The seriousness in the eyes of the brown-haired young man is not as serious as the joke just now.His brows stretched apart, his eyes seemed to be trapped in memories, and seemed to break free from them quickly.

His shadow was cast by the flickering candles on the wall.

Nanase Hikari was a little distracted.

... Desperate?

Nanase Hikaru has no self-motivation, and there is no goal that must be achieved.

Must say...

The girl's eyes wandered, and fell on the shadow behind Tsunayoshi Sawada.

... Her only goal does not seem to require risking her life.

Nanase Hikari's lips moved, and she wrinkled her skirt. Just as she was about to say something—the light in the main hall suddenly lit up, and the sound of the orchestra stopped abruptly.

The successor ceremony of the Ferrer family is about to begin.

The brown-haired young man in front of him also realized this, and he turned his gaze to the front of the main hall, where William Ferrell was standing.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became serious and heavy.

The blond girl let out a sigh of relief.

"In the name of the seventh generation of the Ferrell family... I confer honor on..."

The old man on the stage had a powerful voice, and handed over the scroll burning with the flame of death to the man with downcast eyes in front of him.

Nanase Hikaru, who saw this scene for the first time, felt a little strange.

She moved to the side, trying to find a good place to watch.

But at this moment, the chandelier above the head suddenly exploded, and the candles on the candlesticks on the wall were all extinguished, and the entire hall was darkened.

"What happened..."

With a gunshot, the girl's voice was lost in the burning orange-red flames.

"Nanase-san!"

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