The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

However, compared to her enthusiasm, the students in the audience looked listless.

After all, compared to this dry and boring knowledge, they were more curious about who this transfer student was, that he dared to say such shocking things during such a crucial self-introduction.

However, out of a sense of unity as a class member, they had to maintain classroom discipline and were also afraid of what Teacher Taiga would look like when he got angry.

No one dared to openly slack off in class; at most, they would grumble to themselves.

The same applies to Illya, who is right next to Kiana.

"What should I do... I feel like the situation is really bad."

Although she didn't turn around to look, Ilya felt a chill down her spine for some reason, as if it was because Kiana was staring at her without any hesitation.

Ilya looked miserable, feeling helpless and frustrated by Kiana's arrival.

She didn't understand why Ms. Taiga wanted to put this transfer student behind her in line, nor did she know how to deal with her.

But Ilya felt that if she didn't try to deal with it... she would seem too cold-hearted.

However, she couldn't think of any good solutions.

This caused her to suffer from this feeling of unease throughout the entire class.

Fortunately, because the self-introductions had taken up some time, Teacher Dahe's enthusiastic lecture came to an end not long afterward.

As the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, the helpless teacher had no choice but to pick up his textbook and tap it on the lecture floor.

"Everyone should get along well with Kiana, so..."

After saying this, the teacher left the classroom with a nonchalant air, as if he thought his student was very capable and could handle everything perfectly.

Her departure ultimately resulted in the classroom, which should have been bustling with activity, becoming eerily quiet after class.

Students who left their desks were either whispering to their friends or making excuses to leave the oppressive classroom and head to the corridor to clear their heads.

This situation puzzled Kiana.

Why does everyone seem afraid of something? What could it be...?

Kiana felt very awkward looking at her classmates who all seemed to be preoccupied with their own thoughts.

She touched her head and tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything special that had happened. It seemed that all her classmates had suddenly put on a preoccupied look.

"Why is that...?"

With this question lingering in her mind, Kiana tilted her head and sat in her seat, lost in thought, like a helpless, exquisite doll waiting for its owner to come and claim it.

Honestly, if it weren't for that cringeworthy self-introduction, most of the students in this classroom would have been willing to befriend this cute white-haired little girl.

However, because her behavior was too...unique, few people came up to talk to her after class.

However, no one talked to the transfer student, but many people talked to their friends.

"Hey, Ilya!"

The dragon prince, who had just played a prank on Illya, appeared with a smile and apologized by putting his hands together:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten so carried away."

The sudden appearance of the dragon prince greatly shocked Ilya.

She was still lost in her own thoughts, wondering what unpleasant things might happen between her and Kiana, when she heard Ryuko apologize to her.

"Huh? Uh... It's okay, just don't do it again next time."

Although Longzi's apology came unexpectedly, since it was sincere, let's forgive her.

Ilya forced a smile, as if to wipe away all the unpleasantness from just now.

However, her magnanimity did not mean that the bespectacled woman behind her would agree.

"Dragon Prince".

Kurihara Suzuka pushed up her glasses and expressed her anger in an extremely unfriendly tone.

"Forehead..."

Sensing that his friend seemed to be angry, Ryuko smiled somewhat fearfully and continued to sincerely apologize to Ilya, promising that he would never do it again.

"Hey! It's okay, it's okay, you really don't need to do that..."

Just as Ilya was starting to panic because of her friend's repeated apologies, Miyu, who had been covering her face and not daring to speak from the beginning, appeared.

She slowly walked to the desk, her face flushed red with embarrassment and shyness.

"Ilya... come here for a second!"

"Miyu? Why would you...?"

Grabbing her sleeve, Ilya looked up in confusion. When she saw her friend's face flushed a deep pink, she felt a flutter in her heart for some reason.

Her cheeks also turned bright red.

"Come here for a moment, I need to discuss something with you..."

As Mei said this, she couldn't help but steal glances at Kiana, who was still lost in thought, as if to indicate that what she was about to say was related to this transfer student.

Seeing this, Ilya naturally couldn't continue to refuse without any reaction, so she slowly got up and asked with a puzzled look:

"What exactly happened, Miyu...?"

"actually..."

The two held hands, thinking of leaving the classroom to go to a quiet place to talk in detail.

Before the two had gone far, a small, cute little girl with white hair caught up with them and grabbed Miyu's skirt.

"Miyu-neechan, I'm hungry... Do you have any bento boxes?"

"Kiana...? Didn't I prepare a bento for you before we left this morning?!"

"Hehehehe... I got hungry on the way to the classroom, so I started eating before noon... Is there any more?"

As Kiana spoke, she put her fair index finger in her mouth, looking like she was hopelessly craving something.

This situation made Miyu so embarrassed she almost cried.

It wasn't because the bento box was eaten prematurely that I cried, but because of Kiana's actions.

It has already made it clear to her without a doubt that there is a connection between them...

But what's even more deadly is that it doesn't stop there!

"Huh? Huh!!! Miyu-nee? Miyu, is Kiana your sister?!"

"No, that's not it..."

Ilya's overreaction made Miyu almost faint and pretend to be dead.

She glanced around at her classmates, whose faces were filled with shock, and instantly realized that the truth would eventually come out.

Looking at her friend's surprised face, and Kiana tugging at her skirt begging for food.

Blushing with embarrassment, Miyu stammered for a long time before finally sighing and reaching out to stroke Kiana's head.

"Actually... I'm just the one who takes care of her."

"Huh? Huh! So she's your family?"

"No, really no... Ilya, please stop, keep your voice down!"

Miyu felt increasingly ashamed and embarrassed by her friends' repeated overreactions. Feeling deeply humiliated, she could only grab Illya and Kiana's hands and rush out of the corridor.

The speed and unpredictability of his movements left the entire class with endless room for imagination...

Sentimental Magical Girls (Prisma Illya): Please take care of me in Chapter 7, and let's get along well from now on!

Homurahara Academy, rooftop.

A large, dark cloud drifted across the clear blue sky, shielding the three girls on the rooftop from the scorching sun.

This place is located at the highest point of the entire teaching building, and few people usually come here to play. After all, even with iron fences to block the view, there are still potential dangers.

Few people would risk their lives, so the rooftop is usually quiet and peaceful, but now...

The situation is quite different.

On a bench on the rooftop, a little girl with white hair was happily enjoying her bento box.

"Ugh... Haha! Ugh..."

Beside her sat two cute and pretty girls, Miyu and Illya.

"Um...Miyu, are you alright?"

Having been dragged here by her friend, Ilya felt her heart pounding for some reason.

She had only wanted to understand the difficulties Meiyu was facing, but the other party seemed unwilling to reveal them, and even brought her here.

What could be causing her to be in such a hurry?

Is it because of this little white-haired girl?

Watching Kiana savor her bento bite by bite, Illya became increasingly puzzled by her.

While she was gazing at Kiana, Kiana was also subtly focusing her attention on her.

Illyasviel von Einzbern.

A little girl who dreams of being a magical girl, but also longs for an ordinary life. Her true identity is the wish-granting device used by the Einzbern family in the Holy Grail War. Her magic, memories, and knowledge were sealed by her mother when she was an infant, turning her into an ordinary girl.

Judging from the fact that no black has been found so far, Ilya has not had much contact with class cards yet, and her memories and knowledge have not yet gradually awakened.

So, she probably doesn't know what a winding and bizarre journey she's about to embark on...

"Mmm, mmm..." Kiana chewed on the delicious food, her azure eyes occasionally glancing at Illya. "Illya-neechan, are you hungry too?"

She called out Ilya's name in a childish voice.

Because I used the respectful title of "elder sister," the other person was momentarily...

Completely lost.

"elder sister!"

Ilya blushed and grabbed Kiana's shoulders, her joy fully expressed in her expression.