๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐: ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐โ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ข๐๐ฅ ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ (๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ)
โโValentine.
The Magic Academy is coeducational.
There was a senior from some time ago, Valentine Nova. He was a stunningly handsome man who seemed to have been aggressively pursued by students throughout the school.
One day, Valentine said,
โI will not accept gifts except on the fourteenth of February.โ
Perhaps, Valentine was tired of being courted and given gifts by all sorts of people every single day. I can understand because I have a bit of a similar experience.
The gift-giving on the fourteenth of February that started because of Valentine. However, even after graduating from the Magic Academy, this custom continued, and it eventually became a major movement involving the general public. It seems that after graduating from the Magic Academy, Valentine became even more popular as a super handsome and excellent magician.
. . .Valentine Nova, could he have been able to use charm magic?
. . .Since heโs said to be super excellent, itโs different from me (who canโt control it and keeps going berserk). . .
After Valentine got involved with a certain woman, the gifts that lost their destination started to be given to the people close to the sender.
From there, it turned into. . . the fourteenth of February. This day became โthe day to give gifts to the person you like,โ and it has become established in the present world.
Valentineโs Day is such a day.
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ใโ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ.๐๐จ๐ฆโ โ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐, ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐u๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก โ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ฌโ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ โ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฌโ.ใ
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โ. . .So, Your Highness! I made some chocolate too! Please accept it!!โ
โWhat do you mean by โsoโ?โ
โAh, I was thinking about Valentineโs Day.โ
His Highness, who was sitting on a nice stump behind the school building, raised his eyebrows at my mysterious enthusiasm.
Oh no, oh no. I was so empathetic to Valentine Nova that I flew into the sea of thought for a while.
Regaining my composure, I looked at His Highnessโs face and offered him the small box in my hand again.
โ. . .Um, I made it thinking about you, Your Highness. If youโd like, please eat it. . .โ
โ. . .I see. Thank you.โ
His Highnessโs large palm accepts the small box wrapped in wrapping paper. I look down, my heart pounding at the size of His Highnessโs hand that accepted it.
โMay I open it?โ
โY, Yes.โ
The wrapping was done well, but I wonder if the contents are okay.
I think it turned out delicious. . . The friends from the cooking club who helped me make it also gave it their seal of approval. . .
His Highness unties the ribbon, carefully removes the wrapping paper, and finally opens the box.
โThis is. . .โ
His Highness gasps.
Itโs nothing special, just a bite-sized rectangular shaped chocolate.
Itโs also popular to make it in the shape of a heart mark, but thatโs too embarrassing, and I thought a simple shape would suit His Highness, so I chose the safest shape.
Even though I chose such a safe shape, I feel embarrassed when Iโm stared at closely, so what would happen to me if I gave a heart-shaped chocolateโก? I might die of embarrassment.
His Highness stared at the chocolate I made for a while, and finally hovered his hand over the chocolates in the box.
And thenโโ
โ. . .I canโt eat it!!โ
โEh, whaaat?!โ
His Highness shouted with his eyebrows raised. I also shout in surprise.
โWh, why?!โ
When I questioned His Highness with tears in my eyes, he sighed and brushed back his soft golden hair.
โYou see. . . itโs in there, charm magic.โ
โEh.โ
โโCharm magic.
โI just tried casting appraisal magic. Thereโs an incredibly high concentration of charm magic mixed in. . . The Evil-Banishing items repel threats from outside the body. If attacked from within. . . I might not be able to resist.โ
โWhaaat?!โ
Is that. . . possible?!
His Highness was looking at the chocolate I gave him with a solemn face.
โSo, I canโt eat this. . . Sorry.โ
I was stunned.
(At this point! Are you causing trouble?! My charm magic!)
I, who started dating His Highness just before advancing to the second year.
The reason I got involved with His Highness. . . was because of my charm magic.
If I keep losing control of my charm magic, His Highnessโs search for a bride wonโt progress! So, under His Highnessโs guidance, I started special training to control my magic.
Well, various things happened, and as I spent time with His Highness and he helped me, we were drawn to each other. . .
โโBang!
โ. . .Hey.โ
โI-Iโm sorry. I was lost in thought. . .โ
I was reminiscing about how I fell in love with His Highness and my charm magic accidentally went off. THis Highness looked at me with half-closed eyes, holding down his slightly fluttering cloak as the Evil-Banishing Item exploded.
I put my hand on my slightly hot cheek and made a guilty face.
. . .Yes, when I think about the prince, my charm magic just leaks out.
(Because I made it while thinking about His Highness. . .! It got mixed in! Charm magic!)
A magician can make dishes with various effects by infusing their magic into the cooking. Like health enhancement, metabolism promotion.
Therefore, [Charm Magic] can also. . . be infused, thatโs the idea.
I cried out โwaah!โ in my heart.
How sad, what have I made, I thought.
โUgh. . . It canโt be helped. . . Iโm sorry.โ
โWhat are you apologizing for?โ
His Highness tilted his head at my nasal voice, which was pathetic.
โBut, I, I worked hard to make it for His Highness to eat. To think I would mix in charm magic. . .โ
His Highness laughed coolly, as if to blow away my worries.
โThat just means you couldnโt suppress your feelings for me, right? Charm magic is troublesome. . . but that in itself isnโt bad.โ
โY, Your Highness.โ
At the princeโs gentle voice and smile, I felt a tingling sensation.
โCome here.โ
Prompted by His Highness, I sat on a stump that was growing just right behind the school building. His Highness, who was right next to me, picked up a piece of chocolate from the box as soon as I sat down and held it out in front of me.
โ. . .Here.โ
โHere. . . huh?โ
I stared at it, blinking rapidly.
When I looked up at the princeโs face, he narrowed his eyes and said.
โI canโt eat it. So, you eat it instead.โ
โ. . .Eh?โ
โYouโve been saying โeh?โ since a while ago.โ
The prince raised one eyebrow as if he was amazed.
As I bit my lip lightly so as not to let out a โeh,โ the prince looked at me with a faint smile.
โYou made it while thinking about me, right? Eat it and tell me what it tastes like.โ
โEh, t, thatโs. . .โ
His Highness had a slightly teasing look on his face. Since we started dating, His Highness often teased me with this kind of face, doing slightly mean things.
โHere, ah.โ
His Highnessโs long fingers picked up a piece of chocolate and brought it to my mouth.
(T, This is really embarrassing?!)
While concentrating all my nerves to prevent the charm magic from leaking out, I hesitantly opened my mouth as prompted by His Highness.
โ. . .Itโs, Itโs sweet.โ
โIs that so. . . Anything else?โ
His Highness picked up another piece of chocolate and brought it to my mouth.
Honestly, I was too overwhelmed by the situation to understand the taste. With my almost blank mind, I was just desperately trying to suppress my charm magic.
โUm, itโs. . .melty.โ
โI see, anything else?โ
Itโs a โsemi-rawโ type of chocolate that I learned how to make from a member of the cooking club. When you put it in your mouth, it melts with the heat. Iโve tasted it, so I know the taste and texture.
As I hesitated, His Highness nudged my lips with the edge of the chocolate, urging me to open my mouth.
. . .I still feel like this is really embarrassing.
Prompted, I opened my mouth and His Highnessโs fingertips pushed the chocolate into my mouth.
โ. . .Itโs delicious. . .โ
โIs that so, itโs good.โ
His Highness repeated my clumsy words in a soft voice.
His voice and expression seemed very happy, and I felt increasingly uncomfortable.
โ. . .โ
โWhatโs wrong? Sweet, melty, delicious. . . is that all?โ
โ. . .Ugh.โ
His Highness looks really happy.
Even though heโs such a kind person, why is he a little mean at times like this?
His blue eyes are narrowed, but they sparkle brightly from behind his eyelids. Theyโre lively.
Because I get nervous when I look into his eyes, I quickly looked away.
โT, Thatโs enough, I can eat the rest myself.โ
โNo way. You gave it to me, right? Then let me do as I please.โ
โOh, how rude!โ
When I inadvertently turned to look at him because of his arrogant remark, he immediately shoved chocolate towards my lips.
โ. . .Come on, open your mouth. Claudia.โ
โ. . .โ
Unable to resist, I obediently opened my mouth and took the chocolate.
The chocolate was, as expected, sweet, melty, and delicious.
Thatโs all I could understand.
โ. . .I added a little salt as a secret ingredient. Just a little.โ
โOh, really?โ
โItโs supposed to enhance the sweetness! . . .But.โ
โBut?โ
โ. . .I canโt taste the salt. Itโs too sweet.โ
โWhatโs that about?โ
He gives a small bitter smile.
Itโs a way of laughing that he doesnโt usually do.
โItโs sweet, melty, and delicious, isnโt it?โ
โ. . .Yes.โ
โYou made it while thinking about me, and thatโs how it turned out. . . I see.โ
He murmurs with narrowed eyes.
โW, What a way to say it!โ
โIโm not wrong, am I?โ
I turned bright red with embarrassment, but he, on the other hand, snorted proudly for some reason.
Why is he looking so pleased?
โHere.โ
โ. . .โ
โIs it good?โ
โ. . .Itโs delicious. . .โ
I continued to feed him the unbearably sweet chocolate, even though I couldnโt really taste it.
It seemed like he was watching me the whole time I had the chocolate in my mouth, until it completely melted. His gaze was unbearably embarrassing.
โHere, one more.โ
His index finger and thumb picking up the chocolate.
His hands are incredibly large for a man, but they are long and supple, with beautiful fingers. His nails are probably carefully filed, and they are long and beautiful.
Why does he have such beautiful hands, when his face is already so handsome? Itโs somehow unfair.
Once I noticed how long and beautiful his fingers were, I couldnโt help but feel more and more nervous as I watched him pick up the chocolate with his fingertipsโโโ
โ. . .I, I canโt take it anymore! Iโve reached my limit!โ
As I stood up and started to run, his Evil-Banishing Items burst all at once with a โpop!โ
I had been trying hard to suppress the charm magic, but I had really reached my limit.
I had done well to hold out this long.
I had tried so hard that my head was spinning.
โโโYou idiot! Thank you for the meal!!โ
With tears in my eyes, I ran away from the usual spot behind the second school building. As soon as I arrived at my dorm room, I jumped into bed without even taking off my shoes, buried my face in the pillow, and thrashed about while literally wailing.
โIโll definitely. . . definitely make normal sweets that he can eat next year. . .!โ
I swore to myself that I had had enough of this humiliation.
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ใโ๐ผ๐ฌ๐๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐๐๐จ.๐๐ค๐ขโ โ ๐ฟ๐๐จ๐๐ค๐ซ๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ก๐ ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐, ๐ฅ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐, ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ค๐ก๐ก๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐ค๐ ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ซ๐๐ก๐จ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฅ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐จโ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ญ๐๐ก๐ช๐จ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐จ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ค โ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จโ.ใ
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โ. . .Next year, make sure you feed me properly, Claudia.โ
A low, raspy voice whispered behind the second school building, accompanied by a small smile.
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๐๐ฐ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ: ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐! ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ฆ ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ฅ๐!
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