Isaac

Preparations for training went smoothly under Rivelia’s leadership. Instructors associated with the College strolled around the area with disparaging expressions, ready to criticize at any opportunity. But it seemed Duke Corduroy had given a stern order, and the instructors could only stare menacingly from afar before returning.

The new recruits to Central seemed to be in the middle of their training season, as the training ground was filled with shouts and roars every morning. It seemed the rumours of Isaac have already spread, and these trainees often sent curious looks toward the tent. Those who volunteered themselves for the Directorate of Security went further by approaching the tent, but they could only stare from afar, intimidated by the fierce watch of the instructors.

But even if it weren’t for Isaac, witnessing Rivelia, a living legend within College, was the dream for the majority of the students. Their eyes never left the tent’s direction.

As the days went by and the number of trainees grew, so too did the friction between Isaac and Rivelia.

"Why so?!"

"Because I don’t need it."

"How could you say that you have no need of lodgings for the trainees! And how can the defensive coat be the only thing we’re giving them! What about all the other basic necessities?!"

As Rivelia pushed on with her argument, Isaac made a brief and annoyed sigh.

"Oi, damsel, I think you are misunderstanding something."

"… What do you mean?"

"Damsel’s job is to watch me, not to nitpick and nag at everything I do. I will overlook this since the training has yet to begin, but there will be problems if you continue with this attitude once the training begins."

"…"

Isaac and Rivelia stared at each other, sparks flying. Everyone else watched silently from a distance, noticing the sour mood. Then, Kunette pulled at Isaac’s sleeve and spoke.

"… Isaac, don’t be mad."

"I’m not mad. I’m just annoyed."

Kunette nodded at Isaac’s reply, and Rivelia grit her teeth as she declared.

"If none of that is of concern to you, then I’ll make preparations myself!"

"Whatever."

Isaac briefly watched the back of Rivelia as she stomped out of the tent before grabbing at his cigarette, when Kunette pulled at Isaac’s sleeve once more.

"… Isaac, are you really going to do it?"

"Hm? What do you think I have in mind?"

"…"

Kunette and Isaac’s eyes met. As Isaac stared at Kunette’s black puppy-like eyes, Kunette turned her head and spoke.

"… I’m on Isaac’s side."

Isaac patted Kunette on her head.

"Thank you."

‘I wonder how long that will last.’

Isaac spoke those words in his mind and lit his cigarette. Everything he was about to do was something that needed to be stopped by all means.

"So it begins. I wonder how far I can get…"

"Hm. There’s quite the variety."

The goods Isaac asked Mazelan to send had arrived, neatly arranged in front of him. Isaac began inspecting the goods. They ranged from pistols to rifles and included its ammo and accessories.

Kunette and Reisha rushed over to the guns sparkling eyes and started playing with their new toys.

"Isaac, look at this!"

"Hm? That’s a Glock?"

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