“It’s…my loss, huh.” (Rodwell)
Although Rodwell lost the fight, he had a very refreshing smile. He is way older than me but he still willingly admits that he lost against me, a child.
But with that remark, shouldn’t you wait a bit longer before saying it?
“It not that. It’s my lost.” (Sirius)
“Eh?” (Rodwell)
He made a confused look when I said that but from the beginning, I intended to lose no matter what the situation will become.
Try to think of it. If I win, the headmaster’s pride will be completely ruined and it will guarantee that I will end up in troublesome matters. Just a minute… No, I have been considerably conspicuous already and there will not be anyone making fun of me after seeing the fight. I have achieved my purpose. It’s not necessary to win intentionally.
“Because of that, please take care of what is going to happen after this.” (Sirius)
“W-wait a sec, Sirius-kun!? I admitted defeat, I can’t!” (Rodwell)
“If that’s the case, we both know I won. Publicly, please make yourself the winner of this match, headmaster. The cloud of dust seems to be settling, so please do it soon.” (Sirius)
“Eh, wait! My goodness, then there is no other way? The loser will hear what the winner says I suppose.” (Rodwell)
I separated the knife from the troubled headmaster and put it away, I made my body as if I received damage from magic and fell down on the ground.
With the timing of the cloud of dust got dispersed, the scene that could be seen was me falling down while Rodwell was still standing. The outcome of the battle is clear for whoever sees this.
{I-is that!? I don’t know what happened but it seems the outcome has been concluded.} (Magna)
{Sirius-sama!?} (Emilia)
“Aniki-!” (Reus)
{Magna-sensei! If the game is over, please turn off the barrier quickly, Emilia is going to go join Sirius-san!} (Mark)