Chapter 13
Samil is the name of the girl with the dark brown long hair, and Chette is the name of the tree.
Wait... hold on, I don't remember there being a race like this in the world. A tree that can move on its own legs seems more like a summoner's twisted familiar. My knowledge is connected with Emile's, and that indigenous person from another world has never seen such a concept of creature before.
But since they claim to be competing as two individuals, it means that this tree also has the status of a student.
- Maintained by the magic power of the magician, only construct creatures with temporary fictional personalities can be recognized by the academy as intelligent beings.
Oh! I understand now. It must be because Emile has no common sense. Being shut in by Damia for too long when she was young, she has not come across this species before. She's like a naive newcomer to the city.
But when I turned to look at the perplexed faces of Aiyia and Wakaka, I knew that things were not as simple as I imagined.
No, it's not just the three of us. I guess most of the people in the whole school have the same thoughts.
- Even the tree spirits, who have the closest relationship with trees, at least have a human-like appearance!
- Even if you cultivate yourself into a spirited tree, you can't just uproot yourself and run around! Even the souls of Holy Wood in the elf tribe don't play like that!
"Please don't look at Chette with that kind of gaze," Samil's expression was calm and gentle, as if she was used to this scene. "It makes her uncomfortable."
Aiyia: "Sorry, we are very sorry for our mistake, Lord Chette, please forgive us."
"You don't have to be too respectful, Chette likes to interact with gentle people as equals."
Upon hearing this, Wakaka walked over cheerfully, hugging Chette's trunk with one hand and patting its branches with the other, "Ahahaha, I see. Let's get along then... oh!"
She was slapped back by a thick branch...
"Oh, sorry, she's shy. Only familiar people can have intimate contact with her. Otherwise, she might instinctively cover herself like this."
I looked down at Wakaka, who was lying on the ground, dazed.
...Cover herself?
"Yeah!" Samil hugged the trunk beside her as if she was hugging her own shy daughter. "She's as cute as a shy little flower!"
...Cute???
Determinedly, Wakaka tried to lift herself up from the ground, rubbing her forehead to reduce the number of stars in her vision. "So, if it's like this, then Chette-san and I have had intimate contact, so we are already familiar friends, right?"
The giant tree in front of us shook its body and covered Samil's ears with its branches, as if whispering something.
And Samil nodded seriously -
"She said if it's okay, you can stay in her tonight."
"...!!!???"
"Oh, there's no need for that. Since we're good friends, can you give us the championship? Personally, I'm not really interested in wishes. As long as we have a title, it's enough. I can help you make a wish to the headmaster!"
While saying this, Wakaka made a gesture behind her back to Aiyia and me.
I asked Aiyia, "What does that mean?"
Aiyia shook her head, "Who knows."
"Aiyia! Didn't we discuss a few days ago that we would move our dormitory to the headmaster's office? We can share one wish, right? It's more appropriate to bribe this chaotic opponent!"
No, no, no, let's not talk about why you want to move your dormitory to the headmaster's office. It's too impolite to say others are chaotic!
"That won't work," Samil immediately refused without hesitation, "We also have reasons that require us to stay until the end."
"Hmpf, so one wish is simply not enough? Greedy person... um... human?" Wakaka pondered whether the opposite side was truly human or not, and then took a stance. "Then come at us, let's settle this honorably!"
