Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"What's going on here?"

"Even in stopped time, Stella's Dragon Princess Dress is still active?"

With just a slight gaze, Makoto Haramura immediately noticed the problem.

"Never mind."

Instantly, Makoto Haramura held his sword and reversed it upwards, stopping the blade at Stella's fair neck.

It was at that moment that the five seconds of stopped time ended.

"Boom—"

The surrounding flames erupted again, the red karmic fire scorching the air.

"Don't move, Miss Stella. You should understand the situation, right?"

Magic power enveloped the sword, and Makoto Haramura pushed the blade forward slightly, a faint smile on his lips as he spoke softly to the girl before him.

"I..."

"I understand, I concede..."

Without the continued urging of magic power, the flames around Stella dissipated, and the knight's greatsword known as the Dragon Princess Sin Sword turned into starlight, vanishing into the heavens and earth.

(A strange feeling!)

Stella lowered her arms powerlessly, looking at the smiling man before her.

Clearly, in terms of the result, she had lost.

But unexpectedly, she didn't seem to feel any resentment. Instead, she felt like she could accept the outcome.

Perhaps it was because they were both A-rank knights?

Stella herself wasn't sure.

But the only thing she was certain of was that her fighting spirit was burning more intensely than ever before.

At that moment, she felt like she understood what Principal Shinguuji had meant.

With an opponent like this, she truly felt like she could grow quickly.

Because even the thought of becoming stronger while bearing the weight of her country was not as fervent as her current desire to defeat Makoto Haramura.

"Yes, that's good."

"But Miss Stella is really amazing. I was just taking advantage of my knowledge. If we fought again, the outcome would really be uncertain."

Similarly dispelling the spirit gear in his hands, Makoto Haramura didn't act arrogant after winning. Instead, he maintained his previous demeanor.

But what he said was indeed true.

After all, in this battle, he had mostly been using clever tricks.

"Hmph—"

"No need to comfort me like that. Losing is losing."

"Since that's the case, you can decide what you want to do. I'm fine with anything."

Turning her head to the side, adopting the posture of a defeated warrior.

But her words and attitude remained arrogant. Makoto Haramura probably understood that the princess before him was more of the 'spoiled' type.

(Girls like this are more troublesome.)

Makoto Haramura subtly withdrew his scanning gaze.

Just as he was about to speak!

(Kid, wait.)

Suddenly, Hakuyasha's voice echoed in Makoto Haramura's mind.

(Don't rush. There's something a little interesting about this girl.)

(What do you mean, Hakuyasha?)

Makoto Haramura's consciousness also sank into his mind.

He thought that he wouldn't see Hakuyasha for a while after coming to this world, but he didn't expect to hear Hakuyasha's voice in this situation.

(Agree to the invitation just now. I need to get closer to her to be sure.)

(If I can confirm it, this girl might be the biggest gain you'll have in this world.)

After leaving these words, Hakuyasha's voice disappeared from his mind again.

No matter how Makoto Haramura called out to Hakuyasha in his subconscious, Hakuyasha didn't give him any response.

(So, she's really given me a troublesome matter.)

Although they only exchanged a few words, because they were all conducted in Makoto Haramura's consciousness, only a few seconds had passed in reality.

"Miss Stella."

The decision in his heart had changed. Makoto Haramura's face regained its warm smile, and he moved his feet to the left, meeting Stella's eyes as she turned her head.

"The decision in the principal's office earlier was a bit rash on my part."

"Through the battle with you just now, I have deeply realized how important it is to have a teammate who can constantly compete with me."

"So, although it seems a bit presumptuous and rude."

"Can I ask Miss Stella to continue being my roommate?"

Makoto Haramura extended his hand, placing it in front of Stella.

"Hmph..."

"Didn't you just think I was troublesome?"

Not taking Makoto Haramura's outstretched hand, closing her eyes and not meeting Makoto Haramura's gaze, Stella's lips were pouting high, but it seemed like they could burst open at any moment.

"No, I was just thinking about the chastity of an unmarried girl."

"Especially a princess of a country, living under the same roof as a man, no matter what, it would have some impact on Her Highness Stella."

"Then why are you now..."

"It's because I realized."

Before Stella could say anything, Makoto Haramura interrupted her.

"I feel that I have gained some understanding of Her Highness Stella in the battle just now. I think it's an insult to Her Highness Stella to judge her straightforward personality with worldly concepts."

"The king and queen who were able to cultivate such excellent children as Her Highness Stella must also be reasonable people."

"So I believe that even if something changes later, Her Highness Stella will explain it clearly, right?"

Chapter 061: A Little Rough

"Hmph, that's for sure."

"My father and mother are not the kind of unreasonable people."

Stella brushed her hair aside, and her entire temperament became heroic again, and she extended her hand and shook Makoto Haramura's hand.

"Then this lady will condescend to live in the same dormitory as you."

"But even though we live in the same dormitory, we still need to discuss the basic rules."

The two clasped hands separated immediately.

"That's for sure."

"Speaking of which, I should immediately return to the dormitory with Miss Stella to discuss this matter."

"But from the start of the battle, there seems to be someone waiting for me."

"I don't know if Miss Stella can return to the dormitory first and wait for a while. I'll go back as soon as I finish dealing with things here."

After Makoto Haramura finished speaking, he extended his hand and pointed to the stands to the east of his position.

Stella looked in the direction Makoto Haramura was pointing.

It was a very petite loli, but her attire was like a Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko, with long black hair reaching her waist, wearing a Japanese kimono with cherry blossom patterns, and an eye-catching fiery red haori on the outer layer.

And that loli was standing on the edge of the wall, waving an iron fan and gently fanning herself.

Looking at that appearance, it did seem like she was waiting for Makoto Haramura.

"That's Yasha-hime?"

Unlike Makoto Haramura, who didn't know anything and came directly to this academy.

As the princess of the Famillion Kingdom, Stella had done the necessary research before coming to this school.

She knew about the current KOK League player, Yasha-hime, who is ranked third in the world, being at this academy.

"That's right, so please Miss Stella go back to the dormitory first."

"I'll be back as soon as things are over here."

"I understand."

Confirming that Makoto Haramura's matter was real, and she also believed that the school teacher had found Makoto Haramura, there should also be something important, Stella did not say much.

"But since we're roommates, please just call me Stella from now on, no need to add Miss."

"That seems too distant."

To this, Makoto Haramura also shrugged, and the smile on his face seemed to be a bit more genuine.

"Since that's the case, Stella, you can also directly call my name Makoto."

"My friends and family all call me that."

Makoto Haramura directly agreed readily, Stella's mood seemed to be a bit better, and she nodded happily.

"Then Makoto, I'll go back first."

Stella left.

The audience in the stands were also leaving one by one.

After all, this was also a rather shocking news for them, the confrontation between two A-rank knights, there was actually a chance to witness it in this place.

This was enough to become their talking point with classmates and friends.

...

In the park next to the training room, after receiving the eye cue from that legal loli, Makoto Haramura came here and is now sitting on a bench.

"Hoho, did you understand my hint, little guy."

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Makoto Haramura, uttering faint words from her mouth.

The unique fragrance and wine fragrance of a girl directly entered Makoto Haramura's nose.

Makoto Haramura's whole body bristled.

"I didn't expect the famous Yasha-hime to be able to have such a fast speed, it really surprised me."

Makoto Haramura turned his head and directly met the loli who stood up and sat down with him, who was the same height as him.

Just like a soundless ghost, without making any sound, without footsteps, she actually appeared directly behind Makoto Haramura.

"Are you very interested in my speed?"

"This is a martial art footwork called Chousoku."

Nekone Saikyou was like a drunken courtesan, swaying back and forth, disappearing behind Makoto Haramura in an instant, and the whole person fell directly into Makoto Haramura's arms, pressing her slender and soft body tightly against Makoto Haramura's body, making a sound like a coquettish voice.

"Chousoku?"

Makoto Haramura was instantly attracted by what Nekone Saikyou said, and even temporarily forgot about this guy taking advantage of him.

"That's right, a footwork of an ancient martial art, using a special breathing method and special footwork to turn the whole person into the subconscious of the opponent, a technique to avoid the opponent's cognition."

"Pa—"

The iron fan in her hand suddenly opened, Nekone Saikyou was scurrying around in Makoto Haramura's arms, as if looking for a more comfortable position.

"Look, humans are a kind of creature, unable to identify all the things they see and hear like machines, even if they can clearly see and hear those things, human consciousness cannot carefully identify them."