"I'm Kishinami Hakuno from Class 2-A."
Sakura Matou immediately panicked. Her half-open eyes widened, and she spoke in a rush. "Y-you're an ordinary student? Even the student council members can't see me, yet you... How is that possible?"
This person was strange.
Hakuno felt a little sorry for the girl.
Not a single person had come forward to help.--
But with her here, there was nothing to fear.
"Can you stand?"
Sakura Matou shook her head. "Sorry."
Hakuno took a deep breath, slipped her left arm behind Sakura Matou's back, and wrapped her right arm around the girl's body, completing a perfect princess carry.
Sakura Matou covered her face, peeking out through her fingers.
She felt like her face was burning.
It was so embarrassing. But she was so happy.
Just like the upperclassmen she had seen before, Hakuno made her feel safe.
"Your eyes have some life in them now. Though your face seems even hotter. I should hurry and take you to the infirmary. If the doctor treats you, you should recover quickly."
While waiting in the infirmary, Hakuno boiled some water.
Sakura Matou seemed to recover quickly.
"Would you like some water?" Hakuno handed her a cup.
"No, thank you. Um, may I call you Senpai?"
Sakura Matou asked, seeming embarrassed.
Hakuno nodded.
Sakura Matou picked up the medical kit and wrapped a bandage around Hakuno's left hand.
"Looks like your left hand is injured."
Hakuno touched the back of her left hand. That red marking looked like blood, yet it did not. It seemed to be something called a Command Spell, but what exactly was it for?
After dealing with Sakura Matou's matters, she left the infirmary.
Suddenly, intense pain brought a fresh sheen of sweat to Hakuno's forehead.
*Wake up, Master. If you don't