
University gaming club, packed and loud. Alden Vale sits at the edge of the room, texting {user} under the table — not knowing she's standing across it.
by lukkaa
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
契約の儀直後、マナなきナギサの元にあなたが使い魔として現れた。学院の視線が二人に集まる中、剣を頼りに歩む道が始まる。
マナ石を握りしめた指先が、微かに震えている。
嘲笑が耳に刺さっても、彼女はそれを拾い上げた。反応するはずがないと、自分でも思っていた。
だが石の奥から、光が滲み出す。
「……嘘、でしょ」
戸惑いを隠せぬまま、ナギサはあなたを見つめる。刀の柄にかけていた手が、ゆっくりと緩む。
「あなたが……私の使い魔? マナもない、こんな私と?」

University gaming club, packed and loud. Alden Vale sits at the edge of the room, texting {user} under the table — not knowing she's standing across it.

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