How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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"You do not know?"

Sirocco shook his head with innocent eyes.

“Sirocco Dasvi, lying is never a good thing.”

Rowling spoke calmly and gently, yet with a strange sense of pressure.

Sirocco's face flushed red, but he still faced Rowling directly:

"Why would I lie...?"

Oh, is that so?

Rowling understood.

The other party chose to feign ignorance when asked.

Asking any further questions will not make any difference.

"Wilson, I'm full. You can continue eating."

Before anyone knew it, Sirocco had finished eating his noodles.

"By the way, you absolutely must mention Palenoa..."

Sirocco hesitated, his hand holding the empty bowl trembling slightly.

"Parenoya, what's wrong?"

Because of her physical condition and pitiful appearance, Palenoa was already well-known when she entered school, and she was even in a high-level class. So even if Sirocco knew her, Rowling wasn't surprised.

"No, it's nothing."

Finally, Sirocco, maintaining his tense voice and head bowed, got up and left.

"How did you discover he had a problem, Palenoa...?"

Rowling was unaware of Palenoa's purpose.

She will try to understand, as long as it's what Palenoa says or wants to do.

They will all give unconditional support and trust.

It doesn't matter what it is.

"Ugh...this tastes weird."

I put the well-stirred meat sauce pasta into my mouth with a fork and found it was already freezing cold.

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After school, he went to the infirmary to chat with Beren for a while, which made her so angry that she threw a pillow at him. Then, satisfied, Sirocco walked toward the school gate.

"Hehehe..."

Thinking of Rowling's few moments when she couldn't keep a straight face, Sirocco couldn't help but chuckle.

She wasn't as poker-faced as she imagined.

Judging from that reaction, Palenoa must have told Rowling that she was acting.

But that’s okay.

As long as she doesn't forcefully expose them, Sirocco wouldn't mind playing along.

It's best to leave their lines as they are to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Seriously, they're hilarious. Rowling went through all that just to check the main characters' strength—typical of characters just going through the motions, and they even dragged me into it for no reason. What's the rush? We'll see on the day of the duel with Cliff.

Putting all that aside, Sirocco pondered which part of the first level of the dungeon would be best to take his sister, and how to bring it up with his parents. The main concern was that going to the dungeon was dangerous, and his father would definitely object...

My dad already harbors a lot of resentment towards me; last time it was a punch, will this time it be a knight's kick...?

"Sirocco?"

Just outside the school gate, I saw a girl with orange hair and a ponytail leaning against a tree in front of the school, eating a cream bread. After recognizing her, she came over to strike up a conversation.

“Bride...why are you here? Weren’t you supposed to be going to the dungeon with Cass and the others to grind monsters?”

“Yes, I’m waiting for them. I heard about Corcy from Cass; it was outrageous… those scumbags.”

Brid took a big bite of bread.

"I'll stay here on guard. If any bad guys from Class C show up, Cass and I will handle them. Cass and I will accompany Corcy home for the next few days until the day of the duel."

Um.....

In fact, apart from Cliff, everyone else in their group has been completely wiped out and cannot be rebuilt.

You don't need to be so nervous.

However, it's good that the three members of Cass's team have been together for a while. Shouldn't they boost their bond value? Besides, it's safer this way, just in case.

Therefore, Sirocco simply remained silent.

"So that's how it is. You always have a heart of justice; you truly are worthy of this title."

"A good friend should be helped when he or she is in trouble."

Brid felt neither pride nor shame; she spoke these words as if they were perfectly natural.

"Oh... thank goodness you weren't waiting for me."

"...I have no reason to wait for you."

Brid turned her head away:

"But be careful on your way back. In your current state, you'd easily attract the attention of delinquents. Don't try to fight them all; run if you can."

“I’ll return that to you verbatim… It’s alright, the security is much better than before, the frequency of the tuners’ patrols has also increased, and I often watch Teacher Chen’s videos, so I know a little about Mad Dog Fist.”

"Mad Dog Fist? What kind of skill is that?"

Brid tilted her head cutely.

I really want to grab her drooping ponytail.

"By the way, Sirocco, what did that purple-haired woman who called herself Rowling want from you? Was she threatening you?"

How could you come to this conclusion?

His characteristic leaps in thinking made Sirocco impossible to defend against.

"Hey, Brid, you're with..."

Cass's voice.

Sirocco looked in the direction of the sound and found that Cass was accompanied by Corcy.

"Sirocco?! Hello, hello..."

Then Colesie leaned close to Brid and whispered, "You two are getting along better? You've finally made up?"

Because she bumped into someone with the ball as she approached, Brid's gaze turned somewhat cold.

Yes.

So, Corcy always thought Brid disliked her.

“We’re not close enough to argue, Cole.”

Breed said with relief, "We've been childhood sweethearts since we were little, our relationship isn't that bad. Childhood sweethearts should help each other, that's right, childhood sweethearts..."

By the end, Brid's voice sounded a bit strained, and her expression twitched slightly.

"I know that without you saying it so many times."

After Sirocco finished speaking, Corsi's pink irises suddenly looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"?"

When he and Corcy made eye contact, she quickly looked away.

You recognized my voice?

No way, I was careful not to let her hear me.

Sirocco glanced at the three of them one by one.

Thinking about it carefully, the last time I was this close to these three people was on the first day of school.

Upon closer inspection, seeing that they all looked very energetic, Sirocco's lips curled into a slight smile.

"I'm off now, you guys get busy. Good luck in the duel, I bet you can win."

"Please wait a moment."

Cass lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his face showed a resolute expression, his fist clenched:

"Sirocco, would you like to join my team?"

"I reject."

"Why, Sirocco?!"

Cass reached out to try and stop him, but Sirocco had already run away like an arrow, leaving Cass with an awkward outstretched hand.

"Although he's a bit slower than me, Sirocco has been running faster and faster lately. Look, the swing of his thighs is very regular, and his body coordination is very good. That's because I corrected his movements."