Sweat dripped off my cheeks, cool and uncomfortable, but there was no reason to wipe it off.
A faint pain stirred a ripple in my mind, somewhat bothersome, but there was no time to sort it out.
My eyes were a bit sore, the bright screen brought slight irritation, with all kinds of information densely packed, almost merging together with footnotes, flashing madly and making my nerves tense.
A melodious voice sounded beside me, belonging to senpai Lian who had just returned from the main hall. She seemed to be reading a rather important battle report. It was indeed a very pleasant voice, and quite matched with my current voice... I mean, Foster-senpai's voice.
If I were a man, I would definitely be jealous of Foster-senpai.
But I'm a girl, a girl who is quite healthy both physically and mentally, at most just slightly lacking in athletic nerves, so I won't be jealous of Foster-senpai, and... I won't be jealous of Lian-senpai either, because Foster-senpai isn't my type.
