Part 13: I love You

A week had passed since Einhard and Ave made their safe return home to Midchilda. Their disappearance had sparked quite uproar, as they had been missing for four days. Vivio, with her usual mischievous grin, initially teased that they had eloped after stealing the Gundam Astraea II. "Maybe they decided to start a space adventure together," she joked with a wink, causing Rio and Corona to erupt into giggles over the wild romantic fantasy.

"It does sound kind of dreamy, doesn't it?" Rio sighed, clasping her hands dramatically. "Running off into the stars with the one you love."

"Einhard-san would never do that," Corona giggled. "But I bet she secretly wished for something like it." Their laughter was infectious, though it did little to ease the worries of Fūka and Rinne.

"I swear, if anything's happened to them…" Fūka muttered, her fists clenched tightly. Beside her, Rinne nodded grimly, worry evident in her usually stoic expression.

Unlike the others, Yumina remained a steady beacon of calm. "I don't believe they're in any real danger," she said gently. "Einhard-san is strong, and Ave-san is resourceful. Whatever happened, they'll return safe and sound."

Her serene conviction offered a semblance of reassurance, and as it turned out, Yumina's intuition was spot on. When the pair finally reappeared, safe though slightly worn from their ordeal, the relief was palpable.

As they reunited, Yumina gave Einhard a knowing smile. "Welcome back," she said softly. "I knew you'd come back to us."

Einhard underwent a thorough medical check-up upon her return. The soft hum of healing spells filled the room as Ixveria meticulously assessed her condition. Apart from mana deficiency and a few minor bruises, there was nothing serious to worry about, though Ixveria insisted on a detailed recounting of the events that led to their injuries. Both Einhard and Ave shared every harrowing detail; their voices steady despite the weight of the memories. Ixveria listened with a calm, reassuring demeanor, occasionally nodding as her fingers traced the air in diagnostic patterns.

"You've both been through quite the ordeal," Ixveria finally said, her voice warm but firm. "But your resilience is remarkable. Take it easy for a few days, Einhard, and make sure to replenish your mana reserves."

Einhard nodded, gratitude flickering in her eyes. "Thank you, Ixy-san. We'll be careful."

Satisfied with their recovery, Ixveria discharged Einhard with a parting smile. "Life doesn't wait, and neither should you," she advised gently. "But remember, even the strongest fighters need rest."

As they left the medical facility, a cool breeze swept through the corridor. Einhard's thoughts lingered on the healer's words, mingling with Yuki's voice from days past: If you really love him, don't let him get away. Life's too short for hesitation.

With a renewed sense of determination, Einhard resumed her daily life—school, martial arts training, and preparation for the upcoming Girls Fight Festival in spring. Each step forward felt lighter, buoyed by the knowledge that they had weathered the storm together and emerged stronger.

Meanwhile, the Time-Space Administrative Bureau's Technical Division was over the moon when Einhard and Ave returned with Astraea II. The discovery that one of its GN Drive was a long-lost genuine GN Drive sparked a flurry of excitement. Scientists and engineers buzzed with fervent energy, their voices echoing through the vast research bays as they examined the rare artefact. Holographic displays flickered with complex data projections, and sparks flew from diagnostic instruments as specialists probed the GN Drive's mysteries. One researcher muttered in awe, "This could revolutionize our understanding of GN Drive technology. We've only scratched the surface until now."

The division wasted no time in studying the drive, hoping to enhance the performance of GN Drive Taus and even dreaming of engineering new breakthroughs. Watching the bustle from a distance, Einhard couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride—knowing she had been part of something that could change the course of technology.

Ave, on the other hand, had to submit a comprehensive report to the Bureau's Intelligence Division, which also under the Sailing Force's chain of command. The task was monumental, requiring precise recollection of every detail from their perilous incident. With the help of Vivio's mothers, who provided invaluable insights into strategic and technical reporting, he completed the report within three intense days. When he handed it in, the Intelligence Division's chief raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Diligent work, Ave-kun. You may have a future in intelligence if you ever tire of piloting," the chief remarked dryly.

Ave simply smiled modestly, thinking to himself, I'd rather be by Haru's side than stuck in an office. His diligence had not gone unnoticed, and as he left the Bureau's towering complex, a sense of fulfilment settled over him—a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos.

Life gradually returned to normal. Einhard found herself frequently visiting Ave at the Technical Division's facility. The massive research bays were filled with the hum of analytical instruments and the occasional buzz of engineers exchanging ideas. Each visit filled Einhard with a warm, comforting feeling—a reassurance that everything would be fine as long as they were together. Standing beside Ave as he delved into technical discussions about Astraea II's GN Drive, she felt a profound sense of belonging.

Her gaze often lingered on Ave's profile as he spoke passionately to the scientists; his eyes alight with focus and determination. She admired his ability to command respect in such a highly specialized environment, even though his roots were in piloting rather than engineering. How does he carry such confidence? She wondered, feeling a flutter in her chest.

One afternoon, as they shared a rare quiet moment by the observation deck overlooking the technical yard, Einhard couldn't help but voice her thoughts. "You seem so at home here," she said softly.

Ave looked at her, a warm smile spreading across his face. "It's because you're here too, Haru."

Einhard's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away, hoping he wouldn't notice the blush creeping up her cheeks. Why does he have to say things like that so effortlessly? She thought, her emotions swirling with both embarrassment and joy.

As they continued to gaze out at the bustling facility, Einhard's resolve strengthened. No matter what challenges come our way, we'll face them together.

Another week passed uneventfully, a quiet lull settling over the school as routines resumed. As Einhard and Yumina prepared to leave one breezy afternoon, they spotted a familiar figure waiting near the school gate. The sleek silhouette of a motorbike gleamed under the fading sunlight, drawing admiring glances and whispers from the other students. Ave sat casually astride the vehicle, his confident posture exuding an effortless charm that made heads turn.

Einhard's heart skipped a beat at the sight. She felt a mixture of exasperation and warmth bubble up within her. "Ave-kun!" she whispered urgently as she hurried toward him, her face already flushing. "I told you not to wait for me here!"

Ave's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "What can I say? I missed you, Haru," he said, his tone playful but sincere. "Besides, isn't it a boyfriend's duty to pick up his girlfriend from school?"

Her blush deepened, and she glanced around nervously, conscious of the curious stares. "Y-You..." she stammered, struggling to form a coherent response. Her heart raced, caught between embarrassment and delight.

Yumina watched the exchange with an amused smile, her serene demeanor adding a gentle contrast to Einhard's flustered state. "You two are adorable," she remarked softly, her eyes twinkling with genuine affection.

Ave chuckled. "Thanks, Yumi-san." He then turned back to Einhard, his gaze softening. "How about a motorbike ride this afternoon?"

Einhard hesitated, torn between her usual responsibilities and the tempting offer. "I have training at Nakajima Gym this evening, but I suppose I'm free until then," she admitted reluctantly. She glanced at Yumina, guilt flickering across her face. "I don't want to leave you alone, Yumina-san."

Sensing her hesitation, Yumina gently reassured her. "Don't worry about me, Einhard-san. I'll meet you at the gym later. Go and enjoy yourself." Her voice was warm, filled with genuine understanding.

Einhard's expression softened with gratitude. "Thank you, Yumina-san." She turned to Ave, her resolve firming. "Alright, let's go. But no showing off this time, alright?"

Ave raised his hands in mock surrender. "Scout's honour," he promised, though the mischievous glint in his eyes suggested otherwise.

Before they left, Yumina leaned toward Ave and whispered, "Take good care of Einhard-san. She's always happiest when she's with you."

Ave nodded solemnly, his playful demeanor giving way to earnestness. "I promise, Yumi-san."

Einhard climbed onto the back of the motorbike, wrapping her arms around Ave's waist. The engine roared to life, and they sped away, leaving the school behind.

The ride from St. Hilde Academy of Magic to Central Midchilda was long but breathtaking. Rolling hills dotted with wildflowers stretched endlessly on either side of the road, and the shimmering blue lagoons sparkled under the warm afternoon sun. The sweet scent of newly blossomed flora wafted through the air, mingling with the faint hum of mana from terraforming spells that had revitalized the land. Einhard marvelled at the transformed landscape, remembering how this region had once been nothing but a barren desert, harsh and unforgiving.

Now, thanks to the Saint Church's relentless efforts, it thrived as a testament to resilience and innovation. The sight filled her with a deep sense of hope—a reminder that even the most desolate places could blossom anew with the right care and determination.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Ave's voice crackled through the communication link in their helmets, carrying both awe and warmth.

Einhard nodded, her gaze sweeping across the revitalized landscape. The verdant fields stretched endlessly, dotted with vibrant wildflowers that danced in the gentle breeze. "It is," she agreed softly. A wistful note crept into her voice. "I wish Katsumi-san's world could heal like this when we visit them next." Her thoughts wandered to the war-torn land, scars of conflict etched deep into its soil. The weight of that sorrow tugged at her heart.

Ave's smile was audible even through the crackle of the comm. "It will, Haru," he said with quiet conviction.

Einhard's chest tightened at the earnestness in his tone. How does he stay so hopeful? she wondered, admiration flickering through her thoughts. Maybe that's why I'm drawn to him. She let his words sink in, wrapping around the ache in her heart and soothing it with possibility.

They rode in comfortable silence for a while, the hum of the motorbike a steady rhythm beneath them. Einhard's mind drifted back to Yuki's voice, the words etched into her memory like a guiding star: If you really love him, don't let him get away. Life's too short for hesitation. Her resolve hardened. She wouldn't let doubt hold her back anymore.

Looking ahead, Einhard felt a spark of determination. "Ave-kun," she said suddenly, her voice firmer now. "Thank you."

He glanced at her briefly, curiosity mingling with warmth. "For what?"

"For always believing things will get better," she admitted. "It means more than you know."

Ave's gaze softened. "It's because I believe in you too, Haru. And together, we can handle anything."

They continued chatting about various topics—school, training at Nakajima Gym, and Fūka and Vivio's fierce competition at the local athletic event. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and earnest exchanges.

"Fūka and Vivio-san have improved so much," Einhard remarked thoughtfully, her voice tinged with both pride and a hint of concern. "It's only a matter of time before they surpass me."

Ave's gaze was steady as he shook his head. "Don't worry about that," he said with quiet conviction. "Just give it your best. And if they do surpass you, I'll always be here to support you."

Einhard's heart warmed at his unwavering confidence in her. She chuckled softly, glancing at him with genuine affection. "Thank you, Ave-kun. I'll do my best to protect you too."

As the gentle breeze brushed against them, Einhard's mind wandered momentarily. She remembered Yuki's words of encouragement, echoing like a mantra in her thoughts: If you really love him, don't let him get away. Life's too short for hesitation. Her resolve hardened, knowing she wouldn't let doubts cloud her feelings again.

Ave noticed her brief silence and nudged her lightly with his shoulder. "Hey, deep thoughts?"

"Just thinking how lucky I am to have someone like you," she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ave smiled, his voice playful yet sincere. "Well, I'm pretty lucky too. Guess we're a good match, huh?"

They shared a warm laugh, the bond between them growing stronger with every word and every unspoken thought, as the world around them seemed to fade into peaceful stillness.

They made a pit stop at a newly built park between Central and North Midchilda. Einhard dismounted, followed by Ave. The serene atmosphere of the park was the perfect backdrop for what was about to unfold.

Taking a deep breath, Einhard gathered her courage. "Ave-kun, there's something I need to tell you."

He looked at her curiously, tilting his head slightly as if trying to read her expression. "What is it, Haru?"

Einhard's heart thumped wildly, but she clenched her fists by her sides, gathering every ounce of courage. The cool breeze whispered around them, carrying the scent of wildflowers from the nearby field. "I love you," she confessed, her voice steady despite the rapid beating of her heart. Her beautiful mismatched purple and blue eyes gleamed with determination as she met his gaze. "I know you asked me to wait, but I want to reaffirm my feelings. I don't want to hide them anymore."

Ave blinked, his surprise evident. His lips parted as if to speak, but no words came immediately. Instead, he simply watched her, the depth of her sincerity sinking in. The silence stretched, filled only by the rustling of leaves and the faint hum of distant activity.

Einhard bit her lip, wondering if she'd made a mistake. Did I push too soon? Maybe he's not ready to hear this… Doubt crept in, tightening her chest. Her fingers twitched nervously. "It's okay if you don't feel the same way," she added hurriedly, the confidence she had mustered starting to waver.

Ave shook his head, snapping out of his stunned state. "No, Haru, that's not it," he said firmly, stepping closer. His voice softened, tinged with warmth. "You just caught me off guard. What you said... it means a lot."

Her breath hitched, hope rekindling in her chest. "Really?" she asked hesitantly, her vulnerability laid bare.

He smiled gently, reaching out to take her hand. "Yeah, really. And I think I owe you a response too. Let's talk about it properly."

Ave's eyes softened. He stepped closer and embraced her. "Haru, what happened during the incident made me realize something important. I love you too. I always want to be with you."

Einhard's eyes widened in surprise before filling with tears. "Y-You mean it?"

"Of course. Did I mess up somewhere?"

She shook her head, smiling through her tears. "No, I'm just happy."

Gathering her resolve, she asked, "Ave-kun, can I be your girlfriend now?"

Ave grinned. "Absolutely."

Their mutual feelings finally revealed; they embraced once more, sealing their love with a deep, heartfelt kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of their connection.

As their lips parted, Einhard smiled. "I'm in your care now, Ave-kun."

He smiled back. "And I'm in yours, Haru."

They laughed softly, the weight of unspoken emotions lifting from their shoulders. As Einhard followed Ave to the motorbike, her thoughts wandered back to something Yuki had told her not long ago: "If you really love him, don't let him get away. Life's too short for hesitation." Those words echoed in her heart now, affirming her resolve.

Einhard glanced sideways at Ave, his smile carefree and warm. How did I get so lucky? She wondered. Even after all the chaos, he's still here, always supporting me. Her fingers curled slightly at her side, a subconscious effort to hold onto this happiness.

"Ready?" Ave's voice cut through her thoughts, accompanied by the confident hum of the motorbike engine.

"Yeah," she responded softly but firmly, her heart lighter than it had been in weeks.

They mounted the bike, Ave revving the engine as Einhard wrapped her arms securely around his waist. The machine roared to life, their laughter mingling with the wind as they raced down the road, bound for Central Midchilda—and for whatever the future held for them together.

Meanwhile, in Katsumi's world, two weeks had passed since the fateful battle. Life was gradually returning to normal. At Neo Haneda Airport, a young girl around Einhard's age disembarked from her flight. Clad in the AMP uniform, she carried a wrapped holy spear over her shoulder, her determined steps echoing through the terminal. Her eyes gleamed with fierce resolve as she surveyed the bustling scene around her, filled with civilians oblivious to the storm she carried within.

Grinning confidently, she declared aloud, "It's time to dethrone Katsumi and Grospoliner. I'll prove that Lum Cheng and my Imperial Spear Gesso are the superior ones." Her voice carried a weight of defiance, cutting through the hum of airport activity.

Her thoughts churned with anticipation. They think the Grospoliner is unbeatable, but they've never met me. The memory of countless hours of rigorous training, the relentless sparring sessions with seasoned fighters, and the divine bond forged with Gesso surged through her. Katsumi, your reign is over. I swear it.

There was no doubt in Lum Cheng's heart—this was her destiny, her moment to rise above the legends that had come before. She clenched her fist around Gesso's wrapped form, the spear humming faintly in response to her determination.

A foreboding wind swept through the terminal as she strode forward, the weight of an impending clash looming in the distance.

A new chapter was beginning, both in Midchilda and beyond—one filled with love, challenges, and unbreakable bonds.

THE END