Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 957

Chapter 957 220.3 - Protagonist, and Heroines

"Oh... that was you," she said, genuine concern flickering across her face. "I'm really sorry to hear about what happened. Ethan told me about your father too. I hope he's recovering well?"

Emily froze for the briefest second.

So Ethan had talked about her. And not just in passing. He'd spoken about her guild, about her father...

There was something strange about hearing her story echoed back through someone else's mouth. Like it didn't belong to her anymore.

Still, she nodded gently, trying to keep her tone even. "He's stable now. The healers are doing what they can."

Jane gave a respectful nod. "That's good to hear. If there's anything I can do to help- truly-please let me know."

Emily looked at her for a moment, caught off guard. The sincerity in Jane's voice wasn't forced or empty. It was quict... real.

"Thank you," she said softly.

Yet even as Jane offered those sincere words-soft, steady, and without even a hint of condescension-Emily felt something twist uncomfortably inside her.

Guilt.

The warmth in Jane's voice, the quiet earnestness in her eyes... it was all real. And yet Emily, moments ago, had stood frozen in place with jealousy simmering in her chest.

Disgusting, she thought. I'm getting jealous over someone like her?

Someone who was kind.

Someone who offered help without pride.

Someone who-if the roles were reversed-Emily herself might have liked.

But the truth remained.

No matter how much she tried to will it away...

She couldn't help it.

It didn't mean she hated Jane.

It didn't mean she wished her away.

It just meant... she was human.

Before the silence could settle too deeply between them, Ethan seemed to sense the unease lingering in the air. He cleared his throat lightly, shifting his gaze to Emily with a casual but slightly awkward smile.

"So... what brings you here?" he asked. "Library's not usually your go-to spot, is it?"

Emily blinked, grateful for the shift in focus. "I'm here to study," she said simply, lifting the books in her arms as if to prove her point.

Ethan brightened. "Then why don't you join us?" he said without hesitation, patting the empty space beside him. "We're studying for mid-terms too. Might as well suffer together, right?"

That caught her off guard. Her brows rose slightly. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice soft, uncertain. Her eyes flicked toward Jane instinctively. "I don't want to intrude..."

Ethan smiled. "Why not? We've all got the same exams coming. Might as well help each other out."

Then he turned to Jane, a quiet gentleness in his voice. "You don't mind, right?"

Jane looked at Emily for a moment-her expression unreadable for half a second-and then gave a small nod. "Not at all," she said. "Go ahead."

Emily hesitated, just for a second longer. But then she stepped forward and took the seat next to Ethan, sliding her books onto the table beside theirs.

The tension didn't vanish.

But it shifted.

Now they sat as three-shoulders not quite touching, books open, pages turning.

And though the storm inside Emily hadn't disappeared...

For the first time in a while, she wasn't studying alone.

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