On the way, Necomir reflected on his behavior towards Sebi.
There really was something wrong.
Why was he being very friendly and accommodating towards Decebal Yan, his rival?! Just because Headmaster Juno told him to help Sebi adjust didn’t mean he should be too friendly towards him!
When they arrived at the training room, Necomir gathered his thoughts and turned to Sebi. The shorter blinked up at him with little brown eyes that made him hesitate for a moment before he hardened his heart.
“Neco?” Sebi asked encouragingly when Necomir took a bit of a long time to say something.
The nickname dealt a psychological blow to Necomir, who lost the initial bravado he had gathered inside him. Now, he could only cross his arms and uncoolly stumble over his words by saying, “Sebi, d-don’t you forget that we’re rivals!”
Necomir might seem a bit unreasonable towards his desperate need to emphasize the fact that they were rivals, but what he does not realize is that this was just his coping mechanism towards the weird feelings of warmth he harbored towards Sebi that he did not have the capacity to handle at the moment.
In due time he will. But for now, Necomir will continue pushing this rivalry agenda between them.
“But you’re so much cooler than me,” Sebi easily praised him in a heartbeat. He didn’t even blink his eyes, and he cruelly offered Necomir a cute smile to match.
Necomir was feeling a bit helpless. “How… How could you say that without even going against me?”
Sebi shrugged nonchalantly. “I’ve seen you fight. You can probably just break me in half easily. I don’t know if you forgot, but I’ve lost years of training.”
He sounded reasonable, but Necomir didn’t want to hear that at all.
“Let’s see then,” Necomir said as he pushed his way into the training room.
Sebi looked around and saw that the training room was a lot like the one where he conducted his physical ability examination. The only difference was that instead of a watch room where someone can control the simulation, training rooms have a system that was controlled by the person who uses it by connecting their lightband to the system.
“Your Player Core,” Necomir said, handing Sebi the item. He then suddenly took off his own jacket, revealing his inner sleeveless shirt, and attached his own core.
The whole process strangely made Sebi’s face feel hot, like he wasn’t supposed to be seeing Necomir doing it even though there was nothing not decent about it.
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To distract himself, Sebi did the same thing, taking off his own jacket, leaving himself in just the sleeveless shirt underneath, and attached his own Player Core to his chest.
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It was a scenery that Sebi only saw in books. He was rendered frozen, gaping in awe as he took in the sights. The fact that this was just a simulation and it already felt very realistic made Sebi want to see the real thing.
“Do you remember the rules?” Necomir asked. Sebi turned to him and nodded. He did remember a few, but watching their match had effectively refreshed it so making a mistake won’t be a problem.
“Usually in a singles match, mind control users can’t use their abilities unless against other mind control users. But…” Necomir smirked cockily, eyes glinting mischievously and his lips quirking up as he gestured at him with two fingers. “You can use it on me if you want to.”
There was this inexplicable sense of submission brewing inside Sebi’s chest after hearing that.
He has never seen someone cooler than Necomir was.
To someone outside the Academy, they would think Necomir was being ridiculous and overly arrogant. He had nothing against a telekinetic telepath. But Necomir has already proved time in time through the years that he could go up against Sebi. As he grew older, he even went up against other more powerful students.
All Sebi wanted was to smother him with endless flattery.
Flattery wouldn’t even be able to cut it, because Sebi was anything but insincere of his admiration to Necomir.
“Alright, let’s start,” Necomir said, heading towards his starting line as Sebi did the same thing.
Sebi honestly didn’t know what to expect. He just decided to calculate how strong Necomir would go against him then he’d just reciprocate that intensity. After all, fighting Necomir was definitely not something he wanted to do even if Necomir wanted it.
Sebi would rather just watch and support Necomir from the bleachers… or work with him to obliterate their enemies.
But for now, Sebi will just humor him.
“Begin,” suddenly came a robotic voice, jolting Sebi into attention.
Necomir ran towards Sebi, like a jaguar with his dark hair streaming behind him. His eyes glowed golden and he was smiling sinisterly. If Sebi had been unsure with this battle earlier, then all of those uncertainty suddenly fled as he was reduced into a poor little deer being pursued by a scary big cat.
His defensive instincts kicking in, Sebi began stumbling backward as he hurled rocks and branches towards Necomir. He even tried pushing Necomir away. But even before he could make his move, Necomir dashed out of the way to avoid him, completely bringing himself out of his sight. Even if Sebi tried to be clever and attempted to outsmart him by doing a different action at the last second from his original intention, Necomir’s ability was still quick to catch up and he was also fast enough to adjust his movements!
This was enough to rattle Sebi and throw his focus off in exchange for his innate instinct to escape. After all, he wasn’t like the original Sebi who would fight it out. He was weaker, with a non-existent mindset for fights and was too inexperienced to handle himself in front of adversary. Even with his powerful ability, his weak head space in this fight was certainly dictating his poor performance.
When Necomir was close enough to just rip off his core, Sebi desperately launched himself up into the air. Necomir spared a look of awe, but he didn’t waste another second and quickly jumped, pulling Sebi down by the ankles.
With a yelp, Sebi lost balance and fell.
Necomir quickly moved to both save him from the impact of the fall and dominate him. When Sebi fell from the air towards the ground, Necomir pulled him against his body and they rolled, until Sebi was splayed on the ground safely and Necomir hovered over him.
Sebi didn’t know what to do with himself when he found Necomir on top of him. His hair dangled gracefully over his shoulders, and his eyes were excited. Heat flared over Sebi’s cheeks, and it worsened when Necomir gave him a triumphant smirk.
Necomir’s good looks have always been too much for him to bear!
“You need to train more,” he said. “I need you to give me a good fight.”
“I don’t want to fight with you,” Sebi grumbled, looking away as his cheeks flared even more.
Necomir pursed his lips and pushed himself up, sitting next to Sebi.
“Don’t you miss those days?” he started. “Don’t you miss the adrenaline of always watching your back and improving yourself because someone’s always out to get you?”
Sebi sat up and giggled. He had always felt sorry for Necomir in his inherited memories. The original Sebi was sloppy with his ability, but he was still a fighter and was able to bully Necomir multiple times. Fighting in the Hexagon didn’t limit to just Ability Enhancement class for them – they always fought every time they had a chance. While Necomir could pummel Sebi, the other would be more cruel and didn’t hold back at tossing and throwing him around.
“Neco, you’re quite the masochist,” Sebi laughed. Necomir was very competitive, it’s understandable that he liked a good fight. It pushed his limits every time, letting him develop with every fight as he tried his hardest to win.
“Shut up,” Necomir groaned as he rubbed his face. “It’s not that.” He turned to Sebi and smiled. “You know, I’ve always waited for you to wake up. I even trained hard just so we can one day fight in the Hexagon again.”
Sebi was attacked by guilt.
Necomir had been waiting for the original Sebi, someone who could be as powerful as him even if he just came out of a coma because he had been trained since childhood. But all Necomir got was him, a Sebi from an alternate universe who was useless and was just blindly handed with a second chance that he didn’t deserve.
“I’m sorry…” Sebi mumbled. “I’m just not good enough for you.”
Sebi was speaking for himself, the Decebal Yan who stole this body.
Necomir was startled by his utterly sad tone. He turned to Sebi and felt a prick in his chest when he saw his eyes drooping sadly and his body folded into himself, making him look even more small than he already was.
“Hey, I didn’t mean that I was disappointed,” Necomir quickly coaxed him, reaching out to rub his back in comfort. “I’m not stupid. I have the highest IQ in the Academy. I know that you are naturally underdeveloped compared to me because of the six years you lost. I don’t expect so much, I just kind of want to feel that thrill from when we were younger.”
Sebi was still silent, feeling even more guilty.
“What I meant was,” Necomir continued. “You should train with me more so we can fight again in the Hexagon.”
Amusement shot through Sebi, diminishing his feelings of guilt. “Don’t you think that sounds contradictory?”
“It’s still up to you, I can’t be bothered to convince you if you don’t want to,” Necomir quickly added with a little cold and sour tone so he didn’t sound too desperate.
“You didn’t sound like it, you sounded like you really wanted me to,” Sebi teased, nudging him with his elbow.
“Don’t be so arrogant,” Necomir chided, grabbing Sebi by the shoulders and ruffling his hair, making Sebi laugh out loud and his chest feel lighter than it was before.
“Thanks Neco,” he mumbled.
You always take care of me, and you probably will in every universe.
Author’s Note:
Sebi: 
Hi guys, I wrote a character sheet for the novel! You can go check it out, I have some notes about each character as well that I can’t put anywhere in the novel, including their lineages. I only include the information that I have revealed so far. Will update it along the way. Here is the link.
Ayyeeeee!
Hope you enjoyed it 💖
I did, and I know I will continue to enjoy it as the story comes along! Thank you soo much for the chapter!
Awwww let go, Neco. Feel the love Sebi has for you!
Thanks for the chapter ^-^
They’re already adorable despite being dumb about their attraction wahahhaaa in due time Neco will definitely give in 🤩💖
me: commentsthis chapter: appearsme: :O have i summoned it????!?!
time to go read about each character’s alien fucker ancestors…..
this fight was so cute, i know sebi just didn’t want to hurt necomir but then got distracted by how hot he was… i loved the catch when they both fell. i really really hope they get to fight on a team together and sebi gets hurt and neco admits he loves him (im not trying to influence anything, i am sure you have it all planned out but this would definitely hit me in the feels). just. this novel inspires me to think and learn more
Thank you aahhh this comment makes me really happy, I’m happy you’re trying to learn 💖 This means my pre-service teacher training might be working 😆😆😆
Your suggestion for possible confesison scene is 😳💖 I do have it already planned, so all you need to know is it’s gonna be romantic in a way that really matches the setting of the novel 😂
Didn’t expect that Neco and Sebi end up hugging and rolling around the training room instead of fighting… And they’re even cuddling each other! Now I’m, who is single, is jealous
Ahhh, let’s all eat dogfood together 💖😂
My stomach already full, so I guess I’ll rest a bit first… Still, left some of the dogfood for my next visit😳
aaahhh this is not training but flirting!!~ hahahaha this two really,,, thank u for the chapter!
Was that a floor-don?????