The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Esther tilts her head there.

"I've felt it was strange since the first time we met, but why are you acting friendly with me? I have no personal relationship with you. And normally, someone should be a little scared of a warden. Even now, you don't know anything about me."

She looks at me with suspicion.

"It's the same now. I've seen your power. I would understand if you threatened me with force. But what are you doing? In case you haven't noticed, let me be clear: I don't like you. I don't like that smug face that doesn't know what you're thinking. Being with you makes me feel weird too."

Esther's eyes held a considerable amount of vigilance.

I guess that's understandable. My one-sided friendliness. If I were in the opposite position, I would be suspicious too.

But there's nothing I can do about it.

"I can't help it if you hate me. It's unfortunate."

I shrugged.