Chapter 11-12 – If She’s Gonna Stare, She Might As Well Fcking Say Something*

Spying? Really? This Again?

I kept training.

✔ Ignoring Seria.

✔ Pretending she wasn't watching my every move.

✔ Acting like I didn't notice her judging the sh*t out of me.

But after an hour of this?

I was done.

I turned to her and shouted across the training field—

"OI! YOU GOT A DAMN PROBLEM?!"

Seria blinked.

Then, finally, she walked over.

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Seria Confronts Me (Again)

She stopped a few feet away, arms crossed.

"You fight like a commoner."

I scoffed. "The f*ck is that supposed to mean?"

"You don't have formal training. Your movements are rough, inefficient. But…" She narrowed her eyes. "You're improving too fast."

Oh, for f*ck's sake.

I wiped sweat off my face. "So what? Maybe I'm just talented."

Seria wasn't buying it.

"No noble learns this quickly without a teacher."

I shrugged. "Maybe I just have a good work ethic."

"Or maybe," she said slowly, "you're not who you say you are."

I gritted my teeth.

"You're really f*cking annoying, you know that?"

She smirked. "And you're really f*cking suspicious."

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Why Is She So Damn Stubborn?!

This girl.

This. F*cking. Girl.

She refused to give up.

I sighed, placing my hands on my hips. "Alright, fine. What do you want, exactly?"

"The truth."

"Too bad. Not for sale."

She clicked her tongue. "Then I'll find it myself."

I groaned. "You're really determined to be a pain in my ass, huh?"

Seria just smirked.

I wanted to punch a wall.

Or her.

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The Stalemate – No One's Backing Down

She stared at me.

I stared back.

Neither of us moved.

Finally, I sighed and waved her off.

"I don't have time for this. Go bother someone else."

Seria didn't move.

I walked past her. "F*ck off, Seria."

"I will."

I stopped.

She smirked again. "Once I get my answer."

God. F*cking. Damn it.

Ignoring Her is the Best Strategy

I didn't say another word.

I didn't glare.

I didn't sigh.

I just turned around and kept training.

If Seria wanted to follow me around like a lost puppy, then f*cking fine.

I was done wasting my energy on her bullsh*t.

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Seria Keeps Pushing – I Don't React

After a minute of silence, Seria finally spoke again.

"So that's it? You're just gonna ignore me?"

I kept punching the training dummy.

"You can't just pretend I'm not here."

I grabbed some weights. Lifted. Dropped. Repeat.

"I know you heard me."

I adjusted my stance, focusing on my balance.

"...Seriously?"

Still nothing.

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This is Actually Driving Her Crazy

Seria shifted her weight, tapping her foot.

I could practically feel her frustration building.

"You're really not going to say anything?"

Silence.

She exhaled sharply.

"Fine. Be that way."

I smirked to myself. It's working.

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She Eventually Leaves… I Think

After a few more minutes, Seria finally gave up.

"...Tch. Whatever."

And then?

Footsteps.

Getting quieter.

I waited a few seconds before finally glancing over my shoulder.

She was gone.

I let out a slow breath.

"Finally."

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Moving Forward – Back to My Own Damn Business

With that problem (hopefully) out of the way, I could finally focus on what actually mattered.

✔ More training.

✔ Planning my next move.

✔ Figuring out what to do about this damn disguise issue.

But something told me this wasn't the last time Seria would be a pain in my ass.

For now, though?

I'd take the f*cking win.

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To Be Continued…