Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest-Chapter 697 156.3 - She can’t say

The late afternoon sun cast warm golden hues over the Emberheart estate as Irina led Astron down a side path that meandered away from the grand main mansion. Her fiery red hair shimmered in the sunlight, but her pace was brisk, and her posture

carried an air of determination. Astron followed without a word, his calm demeanor a steady contrast to the quiet energy radiating from her.

Irina's heart beat faster as they neared their destination. This is it. All the planning, all the work-everything comes down to this week. She glanced at Astron, his sharp purple eyes scanning their surroundings with his usual composed expression. He probably doesn't realize how important this is to me... but that's fine.

As they walked, her mind wandered, weaving through fragments of her past. I've never had this kind of freedom before. My life has always been about training, appearances, and meeting expectations. Even the smallest decisions were scrutinized. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she suppressed the memories of countless scoldings, lectures, and carefully monitored actions.

'And now? Now I get to choose. For once in my life, I get to act on my own terms.' A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Though, I never thought I'd be doing it with someone like him.

The thought sent a flicker of warmth to her cheeks, and she quickly shook it off. "We'll be leaving tonight," she said abruptly, breaking the silence. "Our carriage is ready, and everything's been packed. We'll arrive at the first destination by dawn."

Astron raised an eyebrow, his gaze flicking toward her. "You've thought this through." Irina's smirk returned, a hint of pride in her expression. "Of course. Did you think I'd handle this carelessly? This trip is the reason I endured all those weeks of grueling training in the Chamber of Emberheart, not to mention the endless social meetings with sycophants." She let out a soft huff. "If it wasn't for this, I might have gone insane."

Astron nodded slightly, his expression unreadable. "I suppose that explains the determination."

She glanced at him, her fiery gaze narrowing. "You sound skeptical."

"Not skeptical," he replied, his voice calm. "Impressed. You've put more effort into this than most would."

Irina's steps slowed for a moment, caught off guard by the quiet sincerity in his tone. Impressed? He doesn't say that lightly. A small, unexpected flutter stirred in her chest, but she quickly pushed it aside and picked up her pace again. "Well, someone had to make sure it would be perfect."

They continued walking in silence for a while, the path winding through the estate's outer gardens. Irina's thoughts drifted again, this time to her younger self. There was a time when I used to dream about something like this-a vacation, a chance to escape everything, even for a little while. A faint, bittersweet smile crossed her lips. Back then, I imagined it would be with... someone else.

The memory sent a pang through her chest, but she quickly dismissed it. That was then. This is now. Her gaze flicked to Astron once more. I never expected it would happen this soon. And I definitely didn't expect it would be with him.

As they reached a secluded area near the stables, Irina stopped and turned to face Astron, her fiery gaze locking onto his. "This week," she began, her tone firm but tinged with something softer, "isn't just a vacation for me, nor for you."

Astron tilted his head slightly, his sharp purple eyes narrowing, "What do you mean?" What do I mean? Heh.... Irina thought, a faint, bittersweet smile tugging at her lips. I mean this is my first real chance to act on my own-to live freely, without someone breathing down my neck or pulling the strings. But it's also about you.

She stepped closer, her gaze unwavering as she continued. "This isn't just about escaping my responsibilities or breaking free from the constraints of my family." Her voice softened, taking on a vulnerable edge. "It's about showing you something too." Astron remained silent, his expression steady as he waited for her to elaborate. Irina's heart clenched slightly, and she took a steadying breath before speaking again.

'You've spent so much of your life chasing something that's... destructive. It drives you, yes, but it's also consuming you.' Her fiery gaze flickered, a mixture of resolve and sadness shining in her eyes.

Estelle. The name lingered in her mind, unspoken but heavy with meaning. Your sister. The one you lost. She's the reason behind everything you've done, isn't she? The reason you push yourself so hard, the reason you've become who you are.

She clenched her fists at her sides, her thoughts swirling. I've seen what happens when that path takes you too far. In another timeline, another life, you became someone unrecognizable-a demon contractor who lost himself in the very revenge he sought. And eventually, you lost your life too.

Her chest tightened, a flicker of fear sparking in her heart. Even though this Astron is different-vastly different-I can't ignore the possibility. What if it happens again? What if I lose him the same way?

Irina's fiery eyes softened, a rare vulnerability flickering in their depths. Her gaze lingered on Astron, his composed expression as steady as ever, and she took a moment to collect her thoughts. This trip meant more to her than she could ever put into words-not just for her own sake, but for his.

He's detached from this world, she thought, the pang in her chest tightening. He's been so consumed by his goals, by the weight of revenge, that he's forgotten-or maybe never learned-how to actually live.

She stepped back slightly, her posture straightening as resolve filled her. This wasn't just a vacation. It was an opportunity-a chance to show him a side of life he'd likely never considered. For someone like him, who's missed so much... I want him to experience the world outside of his mission. To see the little joys, the moments of peace, the simple happiness he might never have known.

Her lips pressed into a thin line as she studied him. Of course, I can't just say any of this outright. If I did... who knows how he'd react? Astron's like me in some ways-he doesn't take well to being guided. He'd resist if he thought I was trying to show him something he didn't want to see.

Her fiery red hair caught the soft glow of the setting sun as she took a step forward. "This trip," she said finally, her tone steady but tinged with a quiet determination, "is about letting go of everything that weighs us down. It's a break, a chance to breathe." Astron tilted his head slightly, his sharp purple eyes narrowing in thought. He didn't respond, but the way his gaze lingered on her told her he was listening-truly listening. That was enough for now.

She smiled faintly, though there was a flicker of bittersweetness in her expression. Just like how he thinks I'm unpredictable, I feel the same about him. He's a puzzle I can't solve, and yet... that's what makes him so infuriatingly captivating.

Turning back toward the stables, she gestured for him to follow. "Come on," she said lightly, masking the swirl of emotions beneath her calm exterior. "We've got a lot to do before we leave tonight."

Astron moved to match her pace, his steps quiet and composed as ever. The silence that hung between them wasn't uncomfortable-it was the kind of silence that spoke of understanding, even without words

I want this trip to be memorable for him, she thought, her fiery gaze flickering with a rare softness. Not just for what we'll see or do, but for what it means. For him, for me,

for us.

Irina paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as if to steady herself. This is it. This is where everything begins.

Without looking at him, she spoke again, her voice quieter this time. "You know, Astron... I'm not going to make this easy for you."

His eyebrow quirked slightly, his expression unreadable but with the faintest trace of amusement. "I'd expect nothing less."

She smirked, the fiery determination returning to her eyes as she climbed into the carriage. "Good. Then you're ready."

I'll make sure he doesn't lose himself even if I have to drag him, kicking and screaming,

into a life worth living.

*******

As the late afternoon sun cast its golden hues over the Emberheart estate, Irina made

her way to the discreet garage near the mansion's east wing, her steps brisk and her fiery red hair tied back into a neat ponytail. Beside her, Astron walked with his usual calm, his sharp purple eyes scanning their surroundings. Both of them wore their disguises-Illusion Rings activated, altering their appearances entirely.

Irina's fiery red hair had been replaced by a chestnut brown, her eyes a soft hazel, and her sharp features softened just enough to make her look unrecognizable. Astron, on the other hand, now sported ash-toned hair and muted gray eyes, his angular features less pronounced. Their aura dampened subtly by the enchantments, they appeared as nothing more than two ordinary travelers.

By the time they reached the garage, a sleek black car with no discernible marks of the Emberheart family awaited them. The vehicle looked perfectly unremarkable, designed to blend in on any street. The driver, a middle-aged man with a professional demeanor, stepped forward and opened the rear door for them with a respectful nod.

Irina slid into the back seat first, adjusting her coat as she settled in. Astron followed, his movements deliberate as he took the seat beside her. The door closed with a soft thud, sealing them inside the comfortably cool interior of the car. Irina glanced at Astron out of the corner of her eye as the driver started the engine.

"Remember," she said, her tone low but firm, "this trip is about staying under the radar.

No risks, no unnecessary attention. Got it?"

Astron leaned back in his seat, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Who are you

talking to? Me?"

Astron leaned back in his scat, his muted gray eyes glinting faintly with amusement.

"Who are you talking to? Me?" he asked, his tone calm but carrying a hint of teasing.

Irina shot him a sharp look, her hazel eyes narrowing. "Don't play coy," she muttered, crossing her arms. "You may have one of the faintest presences I've ever seen, but that doesn't mean you're immune to scrutiny."

Astron raised an eyebrow, his lips twitching slightly as if suppressing a smirk. "Of course. I'll be sure to stay in line, then."

"Hmph." Irina turned her head toward the window, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of a response. He's so infuriating sometimes. The corners of her lips twitched faintly, though, betraying her amusement at his calm confidence. The car moved smoothly through the streets, the driver expertly navigating the route toward Etheira Haven Station. The cityscape of Emberheart territory passed by in a blur of modern architecture and bustling streets. Irina's gaze lingered on the outside world, her thoughts drifting as she watched people go about their daily lives. And just like that the trip had started.