William Anderson

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  • by William Anderson "Well, if you are okay then I'm also okay," I said as I stood up from my seat —I had finished my sandwiches and I had also convinced Anya to stay away from Leon, in short, there was no other reason to stay anymore. "Also, let me remind you of something," I mentioned. "What?" she asked. "Don't sever your bonds with Leon instantly, it will feel so out of the place and will attract suspicion. Stay as you are while slowly distancing yourself from him in a way that he doesn't notice something's wrong,…
  • by William Anderson "Couldn't it be a coincidence? Or maybe one of those three boys who bullied you sent the letter? And if you are talking about Leon, well, I was the one who sent him there," I claimed. You can say that I was manipulating her in a way even if it was indirect, but really I don't want to do it. Manipulating my family is something I've set off limits but here…it was for her own good. I won't mind breaking the rules if it will benefit her in the future. "S-So, what you are saying is…that I shouldn't trust…
  • by William Anderson "Sis, are you friends with Leon…by any chance? I know that I have asked this before and you denied it that time but I'm seeing you hanging out with him pretty often. I don't want you to hide it from me, you see?" I inquired. Maybe this caught her by surprise because quickly looked up at me and seemed nervous—this was clear since her breathing speed has increased. "Huh? N-No! Well, yes. I don't know if you'll call it being friends but we are on talkative terms. And I'm not trying to hide it or…
  • by William Anderson "Hello, sis. Been a while since we talked, hasn't it?" I said as I put my plate on the table and sat before the girl. The girl had long blonde hair and leaf-like green eyes. She was none other than my older sister, Anya. "Huh? Ah, Zero…it's you," she broke the silence and said as if surprised by my sudden appearance. "Well, should I not be here?" I asked though I know this question had a fixed answer. "No, it isn't like that. I was just…not expecting you this time," she clarified. That exchange…
  • by William Anderson There I saw that a big, rectangular, wooden table was placed in the middle with three chairs, two on one side and one on the other. On the single chair, a man who seemed to be in his mid-fifties with white hair and a beard was sitting with his hands resting on the table. "Sit," he instructed, his voice was deep and heavy. Following his words, I went and sat on one of the two chairs. I looked at the man before me, and to say I was familiar with his face. His name was Robert Halls, Mr. Halls in short. "Is…
  • by William Anderson Those lines were actually in the novel by the way. 'Honestly, I can't understand how come the readers did not die of cringe after reading that. I mean it was 2022!! Not a year fit for dialogues like "he is my prince" or bullshit like that.' Well, that doesn't concern me. The event was going to be important for me whether it was made my loli_pop or not; since this is something that'll decide my death. "Okay, that's about it. Do you have any questions regarding the training session? If yes then better say…
  • by William Anderson Anyway, it might be better if I focus on Ryfin for now; he was going to announce something important, after all. "Now, now, my dear students. There is a little something I have to tell you all," he begins as he put both his hands on the podium. "I'm sure you all are already used to the magiken sword technique, if not then what I'm going to say next will be troublesome for you. Anyway, since the academy has not allowed me to not make any exceptions for this, I'll just say this straight. The day after…
  • by William Anderson Maybe that's why they are trying to get them close so the plot can say the same. And I can assure you they are doing a better job than me in this case. Anya is my sister, that's why I am not able to manipulate her in the way I do with other people. Thirdly, they work in the shadows like me and don't want to reveal themselves that easily. That's why all the students they have contacted were via letters. And lastly, they are a person of their word. I don't know much but until now what was written in the…
  • by William Anderson It was evening, the time was around 5 pm and I just entered the cafeteria building. The place was crowded but not much, this time around students came here to have some evening snacks and relax with their friends. Among the many tables, most of them were filled, but I still caught sight of one that was. Not empty but it was where I had to go. I headed over to the table—which was placed in the right corner; a person was sitting there already. I reached there and pulled a chair back, and I sat and faced…
  • by William Anderson But if you repeat the process again and again and heck, I was cooling and heating the blade almost at the same time with a second's difference; doing that will only slowly destroy the blade. "Let's get onto the next stage now," I said to myself. The sword's damage did increase by increasing the temperature this much, but it still wasn't enough. I have to go on until I reach the dead end; I have to test the limits of how much I can heat the sword. I went and replaced the sword with the new one; the blade…
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