"How boring!"

Leaning on the balcony railing of the second floor of the villa, Aya let out a long, heartfelt shout.

As expected, no one heard.

The spacious villa was now empty, with only Aya, a lazy dragon, lying on the railing. Her body was soft and resembled a blanket that her mother had left to dry on the balcony. After a gust of wind blew by, it floated onto a nearby chair, then slid gently onto the ground.

It is well known that dragons are liquid creatures.

Princess Princess was busy preparing for tomorrow's 5v5 team battle with the group of kids. Little Feizi was guarding by her side, while Ciella was ordered by Lusri Xiling to stay in a room with her, also preparing for the team match.

However, Aya couldn't help with anything on either side, so she simply slipped out and took a stroll, which doesn't count as goofing off.

But after slipping out, Aya realized she didn't know what she wanted to do. After returning to the villa and sunbathing for half an hour, she ended up in her current sorry state.

"Damn, why is it like this!"

Lying on the ground, Aya pounded the floor, staring up at the blue sky, sighing deeply. She used to wander around alone without feeling aimless like she did now.

But now, after being alone for less than an hour, she had turned into a lazy dragon. What should she do after Tiran released her from their master-servant contract...

Maybe this was her plan? Making Aya get used to being by her side, so that even without a contract, she couldn't leave? No, no, no, such a cunning plan is impossible... Wait, it actually suits Princess Princess's style!

Gazing at a cloud drifting across the sky, Aya's mind was filled with random thoughts.

She couldn't afford to think anymore; she needed to find something to do.

Aya did a sit-up in place and jumped off the second-floor terrace.

Leaving the villa area and arriving on the street, it was still lively. People were coming and going on both sides of the street, just as crowded as the individual matches a few days ago.

After all, there was only one day between the individual matches and the team matches. In this era where long-distance travel was mostly done by carriage, it was obviously more cost-effective to stay in the city.

Although Miert was not a famous tourist city and didn't have any famous attractions, its peaceful and harmonious atmosphere and well-planned street layout perfectly satisfied people's leisurely needs.

Strolling leisurely on the cobblestone streets for the whole day, it would be nice to stop by a café bookstore at a street corner, order a cup of coffee, and sit there for an afternoon.

However, Aya was not the kind of person...or rather, dragon...who enjoyed that leisurely comfort. After buying an ice cream from a street vendor, she sat on a bench in the park and didn't know what to do next.

Her notebook had mentioned that if she were the protagonist, something would definitely come looking for her while she stared at the sky in a daze.

-Haha, of course it's a lie. How could something like that happen? Besides, I'm not the protagonist...

"Aya...? That's your name, right?"

Suddenly, there was a weight on her shoulder, and she felt a warm sensation through her clothes.

"Huh?"

Turning her head, she saw a slightly unfamiliar face. But she had definitely seen him somewhere before. Hmm, what was his name...

Aya had a sudden realization and widened her eyes, saying, "Oh, you're that...the leader of Garurin Academy, Spalarasi, right?"

"Silvershin..." The male Elf standing behind the bench pulled at the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly, his face full of resigned exasperation. "My name isn't that hard to remember, is it?"

"Probably...it's more than three characters and six syllables." Aya thought for a moment and answered earnestly.

"......Forget it, never mind." Silversin bypassed the back of the chair and sat in front of Aya, placing his hands on his knees and tilting his head back to look at the sky.

Squish, squish.

Aya licked the ice cream cone in her hand, maintaining a subtle silence in sync with Silversin.

On the street in front of them, a group of guys wearing strange uniforms and safety helmets hurried past, their uniforms adorned with the robes of Magic Masters.

Crack, scrape.

After finishing the ice cream, Aya started eating the remaining cone, while Silversin shifted his gaze from the sky to the street, staring blankly at the bustling crowd.

Although Aya bought a large one, an ice cream would eventually be finished, no matter how slowly eaten. And as Aya stuffed the last pointed cone into her mouth, Silversin was still beside her, staring at the passing crowd in a daze.

Big brother, why aren't you leaving?! It's really awkward for me when you just stand there without speaking!

Aya's face turned black, holding a tissue that wiped her mouth, not knowing what to do.

"Why did you suddenly come over here? Are you that bored?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Aya glared at him, only to find that he wore the same expression of despair on his face as she had just done when she idled around in the villa.

"Prince Irizer is preparing for a team competition with his students, and Headmistress Ciella is there too. There's no need for me as a bodyguard..."

As he spoke, Silversin's entire being turned gloomy, "My existence is for the sake of Prince Irizer. If I'm useless to him, what's the point of me being alive?"

"You're quite seriously ill... Don't give up on treatment. How about I go and buy you an ice cream to cheer you up?" Aya scratched her cheek, feeling an inexplicable chill. Why does seeing Silversin always make her feel like she's seeing her future self?

"You won't understand." Silversin, who was initially despairing, suddenly scoffed dismissively and raised his chin with pride. "Prince Irizer is the treasure of my clan."

"And yet your clan's treasure was abducted by my young mistress?"

Aya fell silent for a moment, then raised a finger to question.

Ah, maybe she shouldn't have asked that. Silversin went off to cry in the corner again.

After a while, Silversin regained his composure and sat back down next to Aya, his expression serious. "Who the prince likes is his freedom, what the prince loves, I also love."

Creak!

To Silversin's astonished gaze, the iron handle of the wooden bench Aya was supporting suddenly twisted into a tangle in his hand, woodchips flying everywhere.

"Huh?"

Aya herself was stunned for a half-second, looking at her left hand still covered in wood chips, opening and closing her fingers a few times. What just happened? It was purely instinctive...

"Cough cough! Well, uh, it's enough for you to love your prince, my young mistress doesn't need your love."

"...Alright." Silversin's eye twitched as he looked at the wreckage of the armrest, swallowing saliva and nodding. "By the way, why are you also idling here?"

"Tiran is practicing tactics with those brats, and Little Fizzy is watching over. I'm not needed as a bodyguard either..."

This time, it was Aya's turn to crouch in the corner.

Silversin silently came over to Aya's side, patting his shoulder heavily and giving him a sympathetic look. "I misunderstood, so you're the same as me after all."

Hail understanding!

...

Two individuals who found a common ground in a mysterious place... A dragon and an elf immediately hit it off and decided to have a drink together to bond.

"I don't really want to bond with men!" Aya muttered to no one in particular as they walked down the street, but in the end, they were still dragged by Sylvisin into a corner café.

"So, when you said 'have a drink,' you meant coffee?" Aya raised an eyebrow.

"I have to go back later to take care of His Highness Irizer. I can't drink alcohol; he doesn't like the smell of it," Sylvisin shrugged, pushing the door open. The bell on the door jingled crisply.

Both of them froze as they stood by the door.

The place was packed with people—no empty seats in sight, not even a chance to share a table. Even the chairs meant for waiting customers were occupied. It was impossible for them to find a spot in the crowded café.

"Wow, I knew the Martial Arts Festival would be crowded, but this is ridiculous!" Aya exclaimed.

This couldn't be called a café; even during lunch rush hours in the bustling Miert City, restaurants wouldn't be as crowded as this.

"Excuse me, could you please make way... Ahh, move!"

A piercing scream suddenly emerged from one side, followed by hurried footsteps.

The door to the kitchen burst open with a bang, and a figure rushed out with two trays in hand. The trays were filled with various drinks and desserts, but due to the collision, the person was swaying unsteadily, on the verge of dropping both trays any second.

And now, this dangerous figure was running towards Aya, causing her to quickly turn sideways.

"This kid is quite something..." Aya praised.

Despite the constant near-misses, the girl who held the trays managed to stabilize herself amidst the shaking, swiftly delivering the desserts and drinks to the tables. After one round, the trays were empty, and she placed them on the counter, wiping the sweat off her face and taking a deep breath.

"She's actually an acquaintance," Aya said, slightly surprised. She had found the voice familiar earlier, and indeed, it was her.

"Acquaintance?" Sylvisin looked confused.

"Yes. Let me introduce you to Feilin, a student from our academy," Aya nodded towards the girl wearing a maid outfit behind the counter.

"Oh, Aya?" Feilin, who had just finished her round of deliveries, also seemed startled. "Long time no see... Not really that long, though."

Aya raised her hand and waved in greeting, then glanced at Feilin's maid outfit and appraised her. It was different from the school uniform she usually wore, giving off a fresh, cute vibe.

However, being flame demons with the same pink hair and similar maid outfits also reminded Aya of a maid from the distant Gilliast Castle.

"Because I didn't want to rely on my brother's money, I decided to work and earn my own," Feilin explained, noticing Aya's gaze lingering on her maid outfit. She blushed slightly, then remembered that this change in her character was due to her reconciliation with Lucius.

"So, this is a café... or rather, a maid café?" Aya stroked his chin, glanced at Sylvisin beside him, and made a disdainful face. "You seem to know quite a bit about it."

"Hey, don't look at me! I really didn't know this place was this kind of shop before! I just came here for coffee, I won't betray His Majesty Irizer!"

"What do you mean by 'this kind of shop'!" Feilin crossed her arms and glared at Servicen with a slight annoyance, "We are a legitimate coffee shop with an official operating license from Academy City!"

"Well, don't mind me." Aya waved her hand and looked around, "But even though it's a maid cafe, I don't see any other maids."

Indeed, although the shop wasn't very big, it was abnormal to only see Feilin busy from the beginning.

"Because I work with someone else, but they didn't come today..."

"People skipping work... Who are they? How outrageous."

"Petra and Nancy..." Feilin's eyes showed a hint of resentment.

Well, this really can't be helped.