What would happen if there were someone who had the strength to use not 1 type of magic, not even 2, but all forms of magic? They would of course be sought after and wanted. But what would happen if this person only wanted to be left alone? What hap...
I always wake up either close to last, or I am the last to wake up. It has always been a favorite way to pass the time. The world of dreams always seemed to be like a second home for me, like someone or something was pulling me in, but not in a forceful way, but like it wanted me there as a person.
But today, like usual, I was the last up, what woke me up however, is also a regular happening nowadays.
Asta: HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW?!?! YOU GUYS CAN'T DO SIT UPS THIS FAST!!!!!!
A few minutes later, I finally get out of bed and make my way outside.
Y/n: *yawn* It's way to early for this...
Asta: Don't you worry Y/n! Soon I'll get a grimoir that is better than everyone else's, then I will become the Wizard Queen, then we will be together!!
Y/n: Uh, b-
Yuna: Don't fool yourself Asta, because it is obviously me who will become the Wizard Queen and marry Y/n. Right Y/n?
At this point, the tension in the air was unbearably dense, and I said the only thing that came to mind that I thought would defuse the situation.
Y/n: No, you are both wrong, I will become the Wizard King, and then I will make you both happy.
This made both of them blush, before they looked away.
Asta: You idiot!
She then turns around and runs towards the woods.
Yuna: She'll be back before dinner, we needn't worry. Hmph.
At this point Yuna also walks off, a blush still dusting her face.
Y/n: Wait I-... *sigh* dammit, that could have gone better. I just don't get women...
???: Well, when you say things like that, what do you expect?
I look over at the new voice
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Y/n: Oh, Rekka, I didn't see you there. And what did you mean when you said "things like that"?
Rekka: Oh my, you are dense, aren't you? I suppose that the female heart may never be known to you.
Y/n: Hey, what does that mean?!?
Rekka: Oh, I don't know, what do you think it means, "big brother"? *she chuckled as she walked back inside leaving the now 15 year old boy dumbfounded with a light blush on his face*
The next day
Here we are now, ready to receive our grimoirs at the tower.
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