HACS 145

When I looked toward where the sound came from, Nefty was staring at me with trembling hands.

“Uh, ugh… Senior. Th-That just now, that was… en, entrust… entrust…”

Hmm.

She heard everything.

At this point, I have no choice but to say all my honest feelings.

“Nefty.”

“Y-Yes *sniff*.”

“To be honest, I feel sorry toward you.”

“…Huh? Sorry…?”

“Considering your grades, your skills, your connections—especially your ties with Eve—you could have walked a much more stable and guaranteed path.”

“……Yes?”

Nefty tilted her head.

Yes.

This is my honest, unfiltered feelings.

“Nevertheless, Neferian. You chose to become my Royal Guard. As your employer, I must take on that responsibility.”

I have the ambition to open convenience stores all over—including the capital—after graduation next year, and have some fun with a distribution network across the empire. But beyond that, I have no idea how things will roll out.

To build…