Legendary Oops System-Chapter 63: An Issue of Trust
White yanked his hand back, finding a sharp scratch mark on his skin that closed as fast as it appeared.
The wings had slapped his hands off.
"Sounds like a no."
Nova giggled, and the wings began to dissolve into motes of blue light, soon fading away completely.
’It’s like some sort of child.’
White thought to himself, rolling his eyes as he sat back on the ground.
"Disappointed?"
Nova said, leaning from behind, and White puffed.
"Of course not."
"Reaaly?"
She asked, bringing her face closer to study that expression of his, and finally, it cracked.
"Actually, yeah, I’m disappointed."
She laughed out loud after, but offered
"I can still summon her once more."
"No need for that, honestly, and did you just call the wings a ’her’?"
He noticed, and she shrugged, taking a seat.
"I doubt that would be a male. You know, too beautiful and cool to be one."
She said, snickering, and White rolled his eyes at the quiet jab.
"Still, ever feel like it would suddenly take you high up in the clouds, then disappear, leaving you free-falling and smashing into the ground, exploding to..."
POOW!
A punch to his shoulder, and he winced slightly.
"Hey! What’s the harm in being extra careful?"
"Maybe don’t go too overly descriptive. And no, White, it’s not gonna do that. It’s my ability."
She said with a duh tone.
However, that didn’t do much to appease White, who still had the suspicion.
"Still worried."
She noticed,
"I can’t help it."
"Why? Trust issues. You know, I’ve always been wondering about something?"
Nova suddenly said, sitting down properly.
"And what’s that?"
"You’re always worried."
She said, and he paused.
"Always?"
"Yeah."
"Pretty sure that ain’t a thing."
"No, it is. It was your worry that led to coming to the hospital and dragging me out of the mind space, but of course, that was necessary."
"Except that, ever since you’ve always been lurking."
"Have I?"
White asked with a ’I don’t know what you’re talking about’ expression.
"You followed Morgaine back to our training room on the first day."
"You picked me as a partner in the Combat class and placed me in the attack role while you defend, worried about other students’ attacking harshly."
"I sometimes feel your gaze around me once I talk to any other person that is not Morgaine. As if you’re just lurking around somewhere. I’m sure of it because it disappears once the person leaves."
"You were worried about the Cultivation Class when the instructor used too much Awakening force and crumbled the Awakening Runes she drew in the sky."
"I wasn’t worried then."
White claimed.
"Yeah? So how come you were sitting 10 meters away at the start of the class, and yet in that moment, you suddenly happened to be sitting right next behind me?"
She said, and White turned away quietly.
’I had no idea she knew that.’
"I could list a dozen more worries of yours, and it just makes me wonder."
’Is all this because of what we said back in the mind space before we came at all to the academy, or do you just happen to have some really serious trust issues in people?’
She asked
"Both, I guess."
And really, it was the truth.
But when White thought about it, it didn’t make sense.
He never had a problem with trusting people in his past life.
He trusted the United Earth Federation with any mission he was given, and never once did it cross his mind that he could be set up.
He trusted the Commanders and even Commander Lorianette.
Now thinking deeply about it, hasn’t his trust been the end of him?
He had trusted the United Earth Federation to be just, so much so that he couldn’t even see a set-up mission when it was right before his eyes.
He had trusted Commander Lorianette so much that he didn’t know his own ’lover’ had already become a supernatural until the moment she put a claw on his neck.
Was all of that happening to him really do nothing to influence his current life behaviors?
Perhaps, he had really developed trust issues from all of that.
Because right now, when he tries to think of who exactly he could really trust.
White found it hard to say yes to any of the images that appeared in his mind...to admit that he trusted them.
He had been so lost in his train of thought that he didn’t even see as Nova waved her hand constantly before his eyes,
He only snapped out of it when he felt the softness that enveloped him from behind.
"I want you to be able to trust me."
Nova whispered to him, her head to his shoulder, and he did try to shoo it with a laugh.
"And how did you know I don’t trust you, already?"
"You don’t White."
She said quietly, and he paused.
"And I’ll not make this about me because I have a feeling this doesn’t even have anything to do with me at all."
"Just know that I’ll try to make you trust me."
She said, and he couldn’t see any sign of untruth in her words.
Only conviction.
"And why would you bother with that?"
He said, his tone taking on a lower tone than he intended.
Still, Nova got the question,
"I feel that’s the bare minimum I can do for someone who’s trying his best, too. You never promised me loyalty, remember?"
She said, a gleam crossing through his eyes.
"You said you would try, and leave me to judge, and... I think you’ve proven more than enough."
She said, but her hands reaching for his face were grabbed, and he held them tightly, saying in a deeper tone, almost like a growl.
"You trust too easily, Nova."
"And you don’t trust at all."
She said, her tone quieter.
"So much, you don’t even trust my decisions to trust you."
