Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

Riya's cheeks turned a faint pink the moment Kyle asked his question, and she avoided his gaze immediately, her expression looking defensive, she soon turned back at him, not wanting to seen inferior.

"Since now!" she shouted, stomping her foot on the ground with a pout.

Kyle chuckled at her reaction, only for her to glare at him. "Do you agree or not?" she demanded anf her voice rose.

Her sudden outburst caught Kyle off guard, and he instinctively stepped back, raising his hands in mock surrender. "O-Okay, okay, I agree!" he said quickly. "It's a win-win for both of us, right? No harm done."

Riya huffed and her expression softened as she crossed her arms again. "Good." Then, as if she hadn't just raised her voice at him, she added in a calm tone, "Give me a minute to pack up my stuff. I'll be coming."

Kyle turned his head in confusion. "Wait, you're going to teach me tonight?"

"Yes," she replied nonchalantly. "I was planning on brewing a potion tonight for a project anyway. You'll join me."

"Any problem with that?" she asked with her tone making it clear that she wouldn't accept any objections.

Kyle glanced up at the dark sky, then directed his gaze to his comm to check the time. It was only just some minutes past 7 p.m. He shrugged to himself and mused, 'I can stay out a little late. It's not like I have anything else to do.'

Looking back at Riya, he gave her a grin. "No, absolutely no problem."

"Good," Riya said with a nod. "Wait here."

She turned on her heel and walked back into the library, leaving Kyle standing outside under the soft glow of the lampposts. He leaned against one of the poles, crossing his arms as he waited.

'Teaching her Rune Making, huh?' Kyle thought to himself, considering how well he'll fare as a teacher. 'Well, it should be pretty easy.'

True to her word, Riya reappeared a couple of minutes later, carrying a stack of books in her arms. She didn't stop to chat, instead, making all the books dissappear into her storage ring.

"Alright," she said, dusting off her hands. "Let's head to my house."

Kyle froze and his eyes widened in surprise. "Your house!?"

Riya raised an eyebrow at his reaction. "Yeah, where else would we stay? The library's closing soon, and we need space to work."

Kyle blinked and thought about it for a moment. 'True,' he admitted silently. 'There's actually no other place we could have stayed. She's got a point.'

Riya noticed his lost expression and asked, "Any problem?"

Kyle let out a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his head. "No, nothing! It's just, uh..." He hesitated before blurting out,

"Don't you think it's kinda... sus? You know, a boy and a girl alone in a house at night and all that?"

Riya's eyes narrowed dangerously, and before Kyle could react, she swung her fist into his stomach with all the strength she could muster. "You pervert!" she shouted, her cheeks flushed with anger.

Kyle barely felt the punch, but his instincts made him clutch his stomach dramatically. His laughter filled the quiet street as he looked up at Riya's furious expression.

"No, no, you've got it all wrong! I didn't mean it like that!" he managed between laughs.

Riya crossed her arms, huffing loudly. "Hmph!" But after a moment, she added smugly, "I know you can't do anything to me. You're a an innocent boy after all."

Kyle chuckled lightly, unsure whether he'd just been insulted or praised. "Right, uh, thanks? I guess..."

"Enough with this nonsense," Riya said, brushing past the awkward moment. "Let's head to my house."

Kyle nodded quickly, raising his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, let's go."

As they walked slowly through the quiet streets of the academy, their conversation flowed naturally. They talked about their lives in the academy, their experiences, and the challenges they faced. Kyle recounted his mission experience in more details.

When he casually mentioned that he'd recently reached the Eighth Stage, Riya froze mid-step and her jaw dropped. "Wait... what?! You're in the Eighth Stage already?"

Kyle smirked, enjoying her reaction. "Yep. Surprised?"

Riya narrowed her eyes at him, still shocked. "You're a monster, Kyle. But just wait—I'll catch up soon enough."

Kyle couldn't resist teasing her. "Oh, really? Should I slow down a bit to give you a chance?"

"Hmph." Riya ignored his jab and quickened her pace.

They soon entered the dorm, and as they passed No. 88, Kyle pointed at his house. "That's mine."

Riya gave a small nod but said nothing as they continued walking.

When they reached her house, No. 91, Riya unlocked the door and stepped inside, motioning for Kyle to follow. As he entered, he was greeted by an unexpectedly elegant sight.

The interior was immaculate. The living room had plush, pastel-colored furniture arranged neatly with soft cushions that looked as if they'd never been touched.

The walls were adorned with tasteful decorations—paintings, shelves with neatly arranged books, and even a few potted plants that added a touch of greenery. There was a also a faint, smooth fragrance of lavender that filled the air, creating a soothing atmosphere.

Kyle stood in awe, taking it all in. "Wow, Riya," he said, his tone filled with genuine surprise. "Did you spend all your credits making your house look like... like this?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The teasing in his voice was unmistakable, and the moment the words left his mouth, Kyle regretted them.

Riya turned to him with a glare, and before he could defend himself, she punched him in the stomach once again, this time with even more force.

"Ow!" Kyle yelped, doubling over once more. "Okay, okay, I take it back!"

"You just can't help yourself, can you?"

"I didn't mean it like that!" Kyle protested, laughing nervously as he rubbed his stomach. "It's just that... this place is amazing. I didn't expect it to look so—"

"Elegant? Neat? Better than your house?" she interrupted with a smirk.

"All of the above," Kyle admitted sheepishly. Explore more stories at empire

"Hmph," Riya said, crossing her arms. "If you're done gawking, follow me. We've got work to do."

"Alright, alright. Lead the way, your highness."