## Chapter 103 – Why Only Me? (3)
“Okay, just go shower for now.
I’ll find something for you to wear, alright?”
Edward practically shoved Anne into the shower room and then dashed off to find some clothes. Anne listened to his footsteps fade away before slowly starting to take off her soiled clothes.
Even though they were covered in filth, thankfully, she’d been drenched in water soon after, so the clothes were in better condition than she expected.
If she washed and dried them, she could wear them again without any problems.
The problem was that she didn’t have any clothes to wear right now, and Edward had gone to find some.
‘Why is that…’
There are many people who do wrong and don’t even feel guilty about it.
Most of the people she’d met here were like that.
The professors provided the best education possible, but they kept their distance from students to maintain fairness and avoid misunderstandings.
Students from different departments were practically strangers, and most of her classmates in the swordsmanship department, even in her own year, were too busy watching Vivian’s every move to acknowledge her.
But Edward wasn’t like that.
On the contrary, even though Anne should be the one thanking him, he was the one who felt more apologetic and reached out to help.
‘Is it pity…’
Before she knew it, she had stripped off all her clothes and stepped in front of the showerhead, turning on the water. Cold water poured down on her, and Anne stroked the blue bruises blooming on her body reflected in the mirror. Then, she washed them away as she started to clean herself.
‘Whatever it is, nothing will change…’
After washing her body and rinsing the soiled clothes, Anne grabbed a large towel that was prepared in the corner, dried herself, and wrapped it around her body.
Then, hearing the increasingly loud commotion, Anne turned her head towards the door.
Edward burst through the door, panting heavily.
Anne looked at the clothes he was holding and then at his wide eyes. Seeing him hurriedly close the door again, she clutched the towel around her body.
“Whoa!! You’re already done showering!?
I’m sorry!! I have a lot to be sorry for today!!
Here are some clothes!! I’ll leave them over here!!
I don’t have a uniform, so I borrowed some clothes from a female professor!!
They might be a little loose… or maybe they’ll be small in some areas…”
Listening to his flustered voice, Anne pulled the clothes through the gap in the door and began to examine them.
Unfortunately, the bra was too small to wear, but thankfully, the other clothes were long enough, if a little big, so she could wear them. She started to put on the clothes one by one.
At that moment, for some reason,
“Why are you doing so much for me…?”
As if suddenly remembering something, she voiced what she had been thinking about just a moment ago. A brief silence fell at her words.
“I… I mean, this is too much…”
“I’ve been watching you since earlier, and you’re such a hardworking student.
Even though I’m just an associate professor, I can’t just stand by and not help.
A teacher always welcomes enthusiastic students.
Besides, it’s my fault in the first place… ha… ha…”
Another silence, like the one just before, fell between them, separated by the shower room door.
“Hey, are you done changing?”
As soon as his voice, flustered by the silence, ended, Anne appeared, revealing herself through the suddenly opened shower room door.
And in that instant, Edward, seeing Anne’s appearance, blurted out a compliment, and Anne’s expression began to brighten.
“Mm-hmm. You look even prettier than before now that I see you again.
Other clothes suit you better than the uniform, don’t they?”
What was this feeling? It wasn’t a bad feeling since she’d been complimented.
Was it joy? It didn’t feel like that.
Her heart was racing, and she felt inexplicably anxious.
Perhaps it was…
“Then let’s go quickly now that you’re dressed!!”
“Wh-where to…?”
“Where else…!! The next class starts in one minute!!
I have to get you in there to take responsibility!!
Let’s go to class first, and you can pick up those clothes later!!
Hurry, hurry!! Heuhyahyahyak!!”
“Ah-ha…!! Ahahahaha!!”
Seeing Edward, who looked very flustered yet comical as he burst into laughter, Anne couldn’t help but chuckle.
But seeing him look at her as if telling her it was okay to laugh, Anne burst into honest laughter. She followed Edward, who was running ahead, and started running as well.
This person was making her laugh for the first time since entering the academy, excluding her family.
Had he already entered her heart and opened the tightly closed door? The laughter of the two people running down the hallway of the training grounds together continued until just before they entered the classroom.
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That joyful memory, which had always supported her when she was constantly tormented by Vivian and falling apart like rags.
But she didn’t have the courage to approach him again, so she could only watch from afar.
She didn’t want the voice that had told her she was pretty at that moment to change to one of disappointment when it saw her current defeated self.
She was just watching.
The fact that the clothes she wore at that time belonged to Eloise de Fantini, Edward’s fiancée and lover, a professor in the Department of Magical Engineering.
And that he was surprisingly skilled in swordsmanship, not befitting his position as an associate professor, and was from Barmhausen.
Also, that he was very popular with many female students because of his kind heart.
That he was always kind to others and received a lot of kindness from others.
‘Is that why…?’
Her lips twisted as she plunged her face into the water in the sink, and large air bubbles rose between them.
‘The memories that helped me endure when I wanted to collapse at that moment…’
It was probably pointless for her to think this way.
‘Was it just meaningless kindness…?’
A relationship formed by an accident.
Clinging to the memory of that moment when she made him help her by preying on his guilt, hoping that he would look at her and appeal to feelings he wasn’t even dreaming of.
She thought she was keeping it a secret, but it was so painful to watch him kiss Eloise or show affection from afar.
‘If I think it’s not… if I think it’s not…’
She was always just circling around, but she wanted him to know that.
‘Am I being too selfish…?’
“Ugh… heuheuk… heuk…”
She quickly lifted her face from the sink, gasped for breath, and began to sob softly.
Then, she could see her hair reflected in the mirror, reflecting the bright lights in the bathroom. She momentarily grabbed her hair, which was now dyed orange.
“Heu… heukk…!!”
That profile reflected diagonally in the mirror.
Lucia’s flushed face, burying her face in the crotch of the man she adored and lovingly caressing his penis.
And the image of her, like a bewitching woman, contrasting with her usual noble appearance, slightly opening her mouth and proudly showing the semen that his penis had ejaculated into her mouth.
And then, with that mouth, she told her to create a place to lean on, trying to teach her as if she knew nothing.
That detestable remark, which seemed to tell her to give up on Edward, was reflecting itself through the mirror.
‘While having… more than me…’
The social status of being the daughter of a Duke, the innate abilities that no one else could match, and the beautiful appearance that could captivate Edward, who already had a lover.
Why did Lucia, who had all of that, choose that man?
Why did it have to be what she wanted so much?
Why was she, who was a great senior she respected in terms of skill and personality, surpassing her even by committing such immoral acts?
‘Then what am I supposed to do…?
How can I be compensated…?
Why only me… why only me……’
She stared silently at her auburn hair, sniffled for a moment, then turned on the water again and plunged her face into it.
Then, she pulled her face out of the water again, took a deep breath, bit her lip slightly, wiped the water from her face, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, Anne noticed someone approaching her from the side and immediately stopped him.
“I’m… looking for Lucas…”
Her lips, trying to hold back her tears and forcing a smile, were torn by the teeth biting into them, and the strong taste and scent of blood flowed into Anne’s mouth.
Heh, damn. Seems like Anne is about to walk into a trap set by Lucas to deflower her. And she has no spider to protect her unlike the other girl.