房客(糙汉)何璐程曜坤

The chance for Zoemi to meet with Miriette without being suspicious about it happened very soon – as Rokiana\'s guests they would be having it together with the Perserios family... Same as the important young guests such as both children of the Victureo family and the only daughter of the Espine family.

Despite having talked with Miriette every single day thanks to her message spell, Zoemi was still having a hard time controlling himself to not run up and sit right behind her the moment they entered the dining room.

"Oh. It\'s that traitor fire whore."

"!!!"

Roiso\'s words were like a bucket of cold water and made Zoemi jolt up in realization.

Up until that point he completely forgot about Roiso and Ehmi\'s history – he didn\'t see it himself either, but Mirienne and Roiso were the only ones capable of standing up to fully powered Ehmi with her inborn flame absorption ability that apparently evolved into spell absorption and mana conversion.

When Zoemi first met Ehmi in the current timeline, she didn\'t regain her memories, and according to Mireitte, nothing changed from that time.

But would it stay the same after standing face to face with the monstrosity that would have killed her if only she was given more time that was Roiso?

"I will kill her now, okay? Before she will get a chance to betray us."

"Roiso, please do not do anything hasty."

The neon-pink-haired girl leaned towards Zoemi and whispered into his ear, making him become pale and shake his head from side to side.

"This is not me being hasty, I just try to prevent that charred slut from bending over and spreading for the demon lord Cherro once he shows up in our world."

Roiso scoffed but since she didn\'t take any offensive action, Zoemi breathed out in relief.

"You don\'t have to get along with her, just do not attack her, okay? Could you do that for me?"

Just to be sure, the black-haired boy grabbed the neon-pink-haired girl\'s hand and whispered back.

"...okay..."

Which ended up making her blush and nod.

"Father, dear guests. This is Zoemi, sir Mizoe\'s son, and his friend Roiso. Zoemi will be taking part in the knight training that starts tomorrow."

Rokiana introduced them – Zoemi bowed his head while Roiso curtsied elegantly, which was the result of her learning proper manners from lady Fountrein Tencelion.

"Mizoe\'s son? You will have quite big shoes to fill then, boy. I can vouch that none of our instructors are petty enough to have revenge after being bested by your father, but I can\'t promise they will not hold ou to a much higher standard than the resto of the participants."

The man who must have been the current head of the Perserios family raised his brows and laughed jovially.

"I would be more worried about them, my lord."

Surprisingly, the one to responded to Lord Perserios\'s words was the red-haired Grazio. And intriguingly, he didn\'t sound particularly bitter... although while others looked at him in confusion, Zoemi and Miriette exchanged glances already knowing what would happen next.

​ No matter the timeline, young Grazio was, after all, someone who held grudges and did not think highly about anyone else.

"Why is that? Young Grazio, do you know young Zoemi?"

Just as Grazio hoped for, Lord Perserios asked him to explain – which the red-haired boy could not be happier to do.

"This is not the first time that this boy is trying to join the knight\'s training. He attempted it two years ago in our territory but since he was too young he was not allowed. Still, he ended up killing one of our instructors by ambushing him."

Grazio declared while motioning at himself and his older sister, so proud of himself that he wasn\'t even looking around.

"Grazio..."

Ehmi raised her hand to her face and rubbed her forehead in disbelief while Miriette stayed silent for a few seconds, giving the red-haired boy ample time to take back his words.

But when it was obvious that he would not do that...

"Young lord Grazio forgot to mention that the instructor in question disrespected me, and Zoemi was the only person acting to protect my honor. And, pray tell, Grazio. What part of shouting a warning, waiting for the opponent to turn your way, and only then closing the distance of dozens of feet do you recognize as an ambush? Following that logic, you will claim that every duel that you will have in your life will be an ambush from the other party?"

"!!!"

Miriette scoffed and went straight for the jugular, completely stunning the red-haired boy who was sure that after the years that they knew each other thought that Miriette would be on his side.

"Lord Perserios, please forgive this minor inconvenience but considering that we haven\'t started eating yet, I would like for my seat to be moved to the other side of the table, together with Zoemi and Roiso."

Miriette added, not even waiting for an answer, stood up from her spot and marched right to where the black-haired boy and the neon-pink-haired girl were seated after Roiana led them to the table.

"My lady."

As she was approaching, Zoemi didn\'t hesitate for a second and gave his spot to her while the head of the Perserios family frowned and motioned at the servant to move the chair and cutlery that the dark-haired girl was supposed to be using.

"Thank you, Zoemi."

Miriette\'s hair curled up into lovely waves as she accepted Zoemi\'s hand and seated herself on his former spot.

"...?"

When she did that, a peculiar bracelet brought the black-haired boy\'s attention.

It was made of silver and had peculiar cloudy-white crystals with run-like scribbles embedded in it.

"...don\'t worry about it..."

"???"

Miriette noticed his confusion and just shrugged her shoulders before letting go of his hand and hiding the bracelet under her sleeve, only confusing the boy more.

"Sup Roiso? I\'ve heard that you regained your memories. I hope you do remember that the spot of Zoemi\'s first and most important wife is indisputably reserved for me."

While Zoemi was thanking the maid who prepared a new spot for him, Miriette turned towards Roiso and asserted her dominance.