The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

Luce leaned back expressionlessly on the sofa, stretched out her hand, and looked at the wedding ring adorning her finger.

It was a silver ring with a jewel that occasionally reflected rainbow colors.

“Are you not bored?” I spoke to her because she seemed lost in thought.

She did not take her eyes off the ring.

“Not really. It’s not boring when I’m with you.”

Should I say this is a difference between her and Dorothy?

Dorothy tended to honestly express her feelings when she found something boring, but far from doing the same, Luce didn’t feel the slightest hint of boredom.

She truly didn’t feel bored just by being with me.

“Why?”

“Because you look like a person.”

“Huh…?”

You mean… in a good way, right?

And so the night deepened, and it became dawn.

Luce briefly went to the lab and brought back some other books. Most of them were quickly skimmed through with her eyes.

Luce’s dream was to become the Tower Master. Among them, she aimed for the very top.

Since it was a position that required exceptional intelligence, a memory like Luce’s, capable of recalling every detail she saw, was an essential skill.

What was equally demanded was an overwhelming amount of reading and comprehension.

“You’re working hard.”

How lovely.

I liked seeing someone work hard.

“Do I look pretty right now?” Luce asked without even turning her head.

“Huh? What’s with the sudden question?”

“Because you kept staring.”

“How did you know?”

“Because I couldn’t hear you working.”

I see.

Luce looked at me and gave a gentle smile.

“Shall I make you some tea?”

“You can leave that to the servant…”

“I want to make it for you.”

“Then I guess I’ll take you up on that.”

Luce made some black tea.

Doesn’t she seem oddly proactive?

I wondered if she might have added something strange to it, so I read her psychology.

There was nothing unusual. In other words, this was just plain black tea.

“I should drink it with peace of mind.”

I drank the black tea repeatedly.

Eventually, I finished all the work.

“Ahhh.”

I stretched and looked at Luce. She was still sitting quietly, skimming through her book.

“Luce, am I bothering you?”

“Not at all. I like being with you.”

“Then can I rest a bit?”

“How?”

When I completely covered the lamp on the desk, darkness settled over the office.

Only the lamp in front of the sofa where Luce was sitting cast a soft, gentle glow.

“Huuh.”

I exhaled, releasing the tension in my body, and sat down next to Luce.

Leaning on her shoulder and closing my eyes, a faint, intriguing scent brushed against my nose.

Perhaps because all the urgent tasks were done, my body suddenly felt languid.

Now, I just wanted to relax beside Luce.

“…”

Silence filled the room, and for a while, Luce stared at me intently.

“Do you want to lie down?”

“Huh?”

Luce gently pushed my head down and rested it on her lap.

Her delicate skirt lightly brushed against the back of my head.

“This works, I guess.”

I smiled at Luce. The light from the lamp on the table illuminated her smile.

Closing my eyes again and resting my head on Luce’s thigh, she gently stroked my hair.

“You’ve worked hard, Isaac. Sleep well.”

Her intimate voice tickled the air like an angel’s whisper.

The tenderness in her voice, as soothing as a lullaby, relaxed my body and lulled me into drowsiness.

“Yeah, I’ll sleep for a bit.”

Without hesitation, I fell asleep just like that.