Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

"How is this going."

"Is Stella's Dragon Feather Robe still functioning even when time is stopped?"

With just a brief glance, Makoto Haramura immediately noticed the problem.

"never mind."

In an instant, Makoto Haramura reversed his grip on the sword and raised it upwards, bringing the blade to rest on Stella's fair neck.

It was at this very moment that the five-second time stop ended.

"boom--"

The surrounding flames erupted and surged again, the red karmic fire scorching the air.

"Don't move, Miss Stella. You should understand what's going on, right?"

Enveloped in magic, Makoto Haramura pushed the sword forward a little, a faint smile playing on his lips, and whispered to the girl before him.

"I……"

"I understand, I admit defeat..."

Without the magic to continue its power, the flames surrounding Stella went out, and the knight's greatsword, named the Dragon Sin Sword, turned into starlight and vanished into the world.

(A strange feeling!)

Stella let her arms fall limply as she looked at the man smiling at her.

In terms of the outcome, I clearly lost.

But unexpectedly, I didn't seem to feel any resentment; on the contrary, I felt that I could accept the result.

Perhaps it's because they're both A-rank knights?

Stella herself didn't quite understand it either.

But the only thing she was certain of was that her fighting spirit had been ignited with unprecedented fervor.

At that moment, she felt as if she understood what Principal Shinguji meant.

With such an opponent, she truly felt that she could grow rapidly.

Because even the thought of becoming stronger while carrying the burden of the nation was not as fervent as the desire to defeat Makoto Haramura now.

"Well, that's good."

"However, Miss Stella is really amazing. I only had the advantage of information. If we were to go through it again, the outcome would be uncertain."

Having also removed the spiritual energy from his hands, Makoto Haramura did not display any arrogant demeanor after winning; instead, he maintained his previous style.

However, what he said was indeed correct.

After all, in this battle, I was mostly just using some clever tricks.

"Humph--"

"Don't try to comfort me like that. A loss is a loss."

"In that case, you can decide what you want to do. I'm fine with anything."

He turned his head to one side, striking a defeated pose.

However, she still maintained an arrogant demeanor in her words and attitude. Perhaps Makoto Haramura realized that the princess in front of him was more of the 'delicate' type.

(Girls like this are even more troublesome.)

Haramura Makoto subtly withdrew his sweeping gaze.

Just as he was about to speak!

(Hey kid, wait a minute.)

Suddenly, the voice of the White Demon rang in Makoto Haramura's mind.

(Don't rush, this girl is somewhat interesting.)

(What does that mean, White Demon?)

Makoto Haramura's consciousness also sank in.

He thought he wouldn't see the White Demon for a while after arriving in this world, but he never expected to hear the White Demon's voice under these circumstances.

(I agree to the invitation, but I need to get closer to her to confirm.)

(If this is true, this girl might be the biggest gain you've ever had in the world.)

After leaving behind those words, the voice of the White Demon disappeared from his mind once again.

No matter how much Makoto Haramura called out to the White Demon in his subconscious, the White Demon gave him no response.

(So, this really is a troublesome matter for me.)

Although they only exchanged a few words, because it all took place within Makoto Haramura's consciousness, only a few seconds of real time had passed.

"Miss Stella."

Having changed his mind, Makoto Haramura's face regained its warm smile, and he shifted his feet to the left, meeting Stella's gaze as she turned her head.

"The decision I made in the principal's office just now was a bit hasty."

"Through our battle just now, I have come to realize how important it is to have a teammate who can compete with you at all times."

"So, although it seems a bit presumptuous and impolite."

"Could Miss Stella continue to be my roommate?"

Makoto Haramura extended his hand and placed it in front of Stella.

"Humph……"

"Didn't you just think I was a nuisance?"

Stella didn't take the hand that Haramura Makoto extended. She closed her eyes and avoided looking at him. Stella's lips were pouting, but it seemed like they could burst open at any moment.

"No, I was only thinking about the chastity of an unmarried girl."

"Especially since she is a princess of a country, living under the same roof as a man will inevitably have some impact on Princess Stella, no matter what."

"Then why are you doing this again..."

"That's because I've come to realize it."

Before Stella could say anything, Makoto Haramura interrupted her.

"I feel that I have gained some understanding of Princess Stella during the battle just now. I think it would be an insult to Princess Stella to judge her straightforward personality with worldly standards."

"The king and queen who could raise such an outstanding child as Princess Stella must also be very reasonable people."

"So I believe that even if things change a little later, Princess Stella will explain it clearly, right?"

Chapter 061 is a little rough.

"Hmph, of course."

"My father and mother are not the kind of people who make trouble unreasonably."

Stella tossed a strand of hair behind her ear, instantly transforming into a dashing and spirited woman, and extended her hand to shake hands with Makoto Haramura.

"Then I'll condescend to share a room with you."

"However, even though we live in the same dormitory room, we still need to discuss the basic rules."

The two clasped hands parted as soon as they touched.

"Of course."

"To be honest, I should go back to the dormitory with Miss Stella right now to discuss this matter."

"However, it seems like there's someone waiting for me since the start of the battle."

"I wonder if Miss Stella could go back to her room first and wait for a while. I'll go back as soon as I've finished dealing with things here."

After speaking, Makoto Haramura stretched out his hand and pointed to the stands to the east of his position.

Stella looked in the direction that Makoto Haramura was pointing.

She was a petite little girl, but she was dressed like a Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko, with long, black hair reaching her waist, wearing a Japanese kimono with cherry blossom patterns, and an outer layer of dazzling fiery red haori.

The little girl stood on the edge of the wall, gently fanning herself with an iron fan.

Judging from his expression, he did indeed seem to be waiting for Makoto Haramura.

"Is that Princess Yasha?"

Unlike Makoto Haramura, who came to this academy without knowing anything.

As a princess of the Kingdom of Familion, Stella did her due diligence before coming to this school.

She was aware of the fact that Yashahime, the current KOK Alliance player and the world's third-ranked player, was at this academy.

"That's how it is, so please go back to your room first, Miss Stella."

"I'll go back as soon as I finish what I'm doing here."

"I see."

Having confirmed that what happened to Haramura Makoto was true, and believing that the school teacher must have something important to discuss with him, Stella said no more.

"But we're roommates now, so just call me Stella from now on, no need to add 'Miss'."

"That would seem too distant."

In response, Makoto Haramura shrugged, and the smile on his face seemed to become a bit more genuine.

"In that case, Stella, you can just call me by my first name, Makoto."

"That's what my friends and family call me."

Makoto Haramura readily agreed, and Stella seemed to be in a better mood as well, nodding happily.

"Then, Cheng, I'll head back now."

Stella left.

One by one, the spectators in the stands left.

After all, this was quite shocking news for them; they actually had the chance to witness a clash between two A-rank knights in such a place.

This is enough to become a topic of conversation among them and their classmates and friends.

……

In the park next to the training room, after receiving a suggestive look from the legal loli, Makoto Haramura came here and is now sitting on a bench.

"Hehe, did you get my hint, little guy?"

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Makoto Haramura and uttered eerie words.

The girl's unique fragrance and the scent of wine wafted directly into Haramura Makoto's nostrils.

Makoto Haramura's hair stood on end.

"I never expected that the famous Yasha-hime could be so fast. It really surprised me."

Makoto Haramura turned around and stared directly at the little girl who had stood up and sat down next to him, and who was the same height as him.

Like a silent ghost, without making a sound or footsteps, it simply appeared directly behind Makoto Haramura.

Are you interested in my speed?

"This is a martial arts footwork called 'pulling the foot'."

Like a drunken courtesan, Nishikyo Ningyin vanished from Haramura Makoto's back in an instant, collapsing directly into his arms, pressing her slender, soft body tightly against him, and making sounds that sounded like a coquettish complaint.

"Withdraw all?"

Haramura Makoto was instantly captivated by what Nishikyo Nene was saying, and even temporarily forgot that this guy was taking advantage of him.

"That's right, it's a footwork technique from an ancient martial art. It uses special breathing methods and footwork to transform one's entire body into the opponent's subconscious, thus avoiding the opponent's perception."

"Snapped--"

The iron fan in her hand suddenly opened, and Nishikyo Ningyin darted around in Haramura Makoto's arms, seemingly searching for a more comfortable position.

"You see, humans are biological beings, unlike machines, they cannot identify everything they see and hear. Even if they can clearly see and hear those things, human consciousness cannot distinguish them in detail."