My Second Chance In Life In Another World

CHAPTER 72: MOMENTS OF WEAKNESS

"What do you think you're doing, Will? Attacking the principal like that?" Fia said as we got out of the principal's office and settled on a bench near the clinic.

I placed my crutches beside the bench and sat down. Every movement sent waves of unimaginable pain through my body. Maybe I had pushed myself too far earlier.

"I'm sorry, but don't you think they're being unfair?" I replied to her, still standing in front of me.

"But what good did it do you?" she asked. "Didn't it just make the situation worse than before?"

"I know that... I know that without you telling me. But what do you want me to do? My friends are going to be sent to the battlefield, and those father-and-son idiots can't even comprehend what's happening. They just want to do what they want," I said, frustrated.

I felt bad for Miss Fia. I knew she was just concerned, and here I was pouring all my frustrations on her.

"Will, I thought you were better than this. Maybe I overestimated you because of your father," she said in a serious tone.

Those words pierced me deeply, hurting more than the physical pain I was suffering.

The words of Miss Fia, my one and only ally right now, my mentor in magic, being disappointed in me hurt more than I ever thought possible.

I stayed silent, unable to find the words to reply. She just stood there, looking at me. I couldn't bring myself to meet her gaze and lowered my head in shame.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, Miss Fia spoke again.

"So, are you finally able to arrange your thoughts now?" she asked.

I remained silent.

"I know we've only known each other for a short time, but I know you're better than this," she added.

Shut up. What do you know about me?

"I know that the Will I teach Earth magic to isn't someone who easily escapes by blaming others when he can't find a solution."

What are you saying?

"I know that my friend Will isn't someone who gives up easily."

And how did you know that? We've only known each other for a short time.

"I know that the son of my savior isn't someone who gets easily swayed by his anger."

So it's my father, after all. We're not the same. Don't expect that I can do everything he can.

"Please stop. If you're comparing me to my father, then stop it already. I can't be like him," I said.

"And when did I ever compare you?" she asked. "Everything I've said describes only one person, and it's you, Will."

"What do you know about me? Didn't you just say earlier that I just made things worse? Then why are you now trying to cheer me up?" I asked, looking up to see her face, which was streaked with tears.

"Because I know it's hard for you," she said. "Being thrown into a situation like that, I know it's hard. I know how frustrating it is."

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"Because I'm frustrated with myself too, that I can't be of any help to you," she answered, still crying.

Just how kind can this girl be? Is it really okay for her to be by my side?

"So right now, you can let it all out," she said.

What is she talking about?

"You can tell me everything weighing on you," she added.

What is this girl talking about?

"You don't need to fight it alone anymore," she said.

Those words resonated inside me, filling me with a sense of relief I hadn't felt in a long time. My tears started to pour, soon covering my face.

"It's hard! I tried my best, you know?" I said. "I tried acting cool and protecting Crestia by myself. I thought I could do it."

"I didn't want to tell my friends because I didn't want them to be involved, but in the end, they're the ones who saved me," I continued. "I'm pathetic, aren't I?"

"I'm scared. I'm scared of the thought of them getting sent to the battlefield because of me," I added. "That's why I don't have a choice. Leonardo and that principal are my only options, but both of them can't understand what I'm saying."

"I can't find any solution. That's why I thought I'd just fight them," I admitted. "In the end, I just got saved again. I'm so pathetic."

I continued to tell Miss Fia everything—from when I first fought Alad, to me protecting Crestia, to how we were deceived by Cirris, to me being tortured by Alad and fighting fifty people without rest, to Alad stabbing my leg and how my friends saved me when I passed out.

I told her everything, and she just listened, nodding sometimes to show that she was paying attention. I felt like everything that had been weighing me down suddenly disappeared, and I fell asleep leaning on her without a care in the world.