Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

Chapter 174 The City of Freedom, Kunozchi 6

"I think I heard someone talking about me?" Perhaps to the two invisible people behind her, Elena was catching up with her teacher whom she hadn't seen in a long time and had no time to pay attention to them, but in fact, Elena always kept a portion of her attention on the two people behind her.

So much so that when she hears the keywords, Elena can react quickly.

After all, people are talking about her.

However, without any context, Elena had no idea what the two of them were talking about.

“I was just saying you’re cute,” Emnicia said, feigning seriousness as she spoke nonsense.

"Really?" Elena narrowed her eyes—could Emnycia lie? Impossible. It's hard to find another person as pure as her in this world. She'd just take it as a compliment.

"Speaking of which, I know Qin, but who is this little girl inside Saya..." Fran asked, referring, of course, to the white-haired girl who was talking to Sheila at the moment.

“My name is Emnicia, and... I’m currently traveling with Elena,” Emnicia said. “Nice to meet you, Professor Fran.”

"You've found another travel companion? That's rare. I always thought you preferred to be alone," Fran said, somewhat surprised. Her gaze fell on her apprentice, filled with suspicion.

Is this Elena normal?

“Ah—it’s just a temporary trip. I’ll be reaching my destination soon,” Emnia explained, waving her hand.

"I hope this isn't my destination in life..." She murmured this very softly, and no one else heard it except Qin, whose hearing was abnormal and who was close enough to her.

That declaration sounded so inspiring, but in the end, she was still filled with fear of the unknown.

Who stole her memories?

What exactly did she do?

Why does my subconscious tell me to return to the city of faith, East?

She knew none of this. If she hadn't met Qin and Elena, she would have forgotten yesterday every day and barely survived by relying on her daily diary.

"What!? I didn't even get to travel with Elena—" someone screamed as they interrupted the conversation.

Unlike Elena, she devoted seven-tenths of her attention to Elena and three-tenths to dealing with her teacher. As a result, she didn't miss a single keyword related to Elena.

She probably could have been more focused if it weren't for the smoke from Ms. Sheila's cigarette making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Well—one or two of them are running around with Elena—while they themselves are working a miserable job at the Magic Integration Association.

She suddenly felt a strong urge to resign, but then she felt the gaze of her teacher, Sheila, and couldn't bring herself to say "I want to resign." She had a feeling that if she said those words, she could not only resign, but also resign from her life.

Emnesia didn't know Saya at all... but you could probably guess from the words that she was probably Elena's friend.

But the girl's intuition told her that things were probably not that simple.

Seeing her often resentful gaze at Qin and her intense reaction at this moment—there is only one truth.

She's a fan of Elena's pairing—that must be it.

“Irena, you are guilty of grave sins,” said Ms. Fran.

Is this the terror of being the most favored member of a group...?

“Saya, whatever I say next, don’t say anything first,” Elena suddenly said solemnly. “Don’t be surprised by anything you hear.”

"Huh? Is it something important?" Saya asked.

"Yes, it's very important. Please agree first."

"oh oh."

"Ahem, I have a boyfriend."

Elena's original plan was to reveal her hand later. After all, there were quite a few people here, and bringing up this topic would be somewhat awkward.

But upon closer reflection, it is precisely because there are many people that Saya may be able to be restrained and calmed down.

And since things have already come to this point, even though Qin might not care or he might not understand, he knows it wouldn't be fair to him if he didn't say it outright.

Elena thought that Professor Fran would at least be surprised, but to her surprise, she didn't even blink, as if she had already been certain of it.

This suddenly made her feel awkward, even though she wasn't embarrassed before.

No, show some reaction, otherwise I'll seem really dull.

“Should I be surprised? I think Saya might be the only one here who doesn’t know.” Fran seemed to see Irena’s confusion. She sighed when she saw Saya’s shocked expression. “Even that old fogey Sira could guess it, how could I not?”

"Me, an old fogey?" Sheila said, displeased. "What? Want to have a go at me? Fight?"

"You can't beat me anyway," Fran chuckled.

"Heh, I'm not as carefree as you. We're not the same people we used to be. Even back then, did I ever beat you in a fight?" Sheila retorted sarcastically.

Fran stopped talking to Sheila, too lazy to bicker with her junior sister. They had always been somewhat incompatible, and bickering was a common occurrence between them.

"How did you guess?" Elena asked.

“You want to know how I guessed… well—I’ve lived for quite a few years now. When you reach my age, you’ll probably know how I guessed it,” Fran said, looking at Elena.

What a joke! If a lone man and woman traveling together says there's no affection between them, I'd rather believe pigs can climb trees... except for magical pigs.

"Irena, is this true?" Saya couldn't take it anymore, even though she had promised herself she wouldn't say a word no matter what.

"it is true."

Saya fell completely silent.

Amysia felt strange looking at her own aggrieved expression, after all, this was the aggrieved expression on her face, she had never seen herself look so aggrieved before.

But... why should I feel wronged?

As a CP fan, shouldn't you be happy? Or maybe I guessed wrong? Emnicia fell into deep thought.

"I'm going to calm down." Saya said and ran off. Sheila watched her apprentice leave, lost in thought.

“It really isn’t the right time…” Sheila murmured.

"What?" Elena didn't know what Sila was talking about.

Although she had a general idea of ​​what was going to happen—the worst outcome would probably be losing a friend—it was inevitable. She would be a little sad, but she didn't feel like she had done anything wrong.

“It has nothing to do with you. It’s just bad luck,” Sheila said. “I’m going to see her.”

Sheila waved her wand and disappeared.

Fate is cruel... Could something have happened to Saya...?

Come to think of it, she rarely talks about herself.

Forget it, I won't think about it too much for now.