I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…

Logan woke up a little calmer than the day before. He was still tired from the long journey but decided his beasts deserved a day of rest while he spent time with Rubina.

As he stirred, he noticed both girls were still asleep and wondered why he was always the first to wake up. He felt Lisa's hair brushing against one arm, while Rubina's face rested on the other.

Trapped in place, Logan realized that even the slightest movement would rouse the girls. Such situations were rare, and he gulped, marveling at how chaotic his life had become. Contemplating who to wake first, he decided on Rubina and cautiously shifted to her direction.

Logan gazed at her peaceful face for a few moments before planting a soft kiss on her forehead. Then, he nuzzled her silky red hair gently. Rubina groaned softly, her closed eyes fluttering until they opened, revealing her dazzling ruby-colored irises that took in the world around her.

She flinched back slightly, only to relax when she realized where she was. Rubbing her eyes, she smiled sheepishly.

"What a lovely way to wake up. I'm sorry for getting startled," Rubina murmured, hiding her face under the blanket.

"What are you doing… don't tell me you're using magic to hide your face…" Logan teased, his tone playful.

"Of course I would. I don't want you to see me without my illusion on," Rubina replied, pulling the blanket over herself until she felt she was in her perfect state.

"Guess makeup isn't a thing in this world," Logan chuckled softly, careful not to wake Lisa.

"It is… it's just that not everyone needs it to fix themselves. Now, let me get up and change. I'll get ready for the day." Rubina yawned as she stood, still not comfortable enough to wear revealing negligee. Instead, she opted for her usual nightwear—a long shirt and light, comfortable silk pants.

With one girl out of the room, Logan turned his attention to the other. He wasn't sure if Lisa had woken up amidst all the movement, so he gently brushed her hair aside and began to kiss her neck.

"Hi there. You should wake up now—we really need to get up before Lord Henrik's maids come to clean the room," Logan murmured, planting one last kiss before rising.

"Too bad… I really wanted to go further," Lisa said with a tone of mock sadness. Logan squinted, trying to figure out if she was teasing him. Ultimately, he decided not to do anything inappropriate in someone else's home.

"We can do that back in the castle, Liz. Now, let's go eat before the maids really do come," Logan said as he got up and straightened his clothes.

After breakfast, Logan went to speak with Lord Henrik. Who better than the city's leader to know the best spots to visit—or so Logan assumed.

After hearing Henrik's suggestions, Logan began forming a plan. He had already asked Rubina to meet him at the door around one in the afternoon.

As the hour drew near, Logan put on his best suit. It was one he'd brought as a backup after his previous suit had been almost entirely scorched during his battle with the demons. After that first fight, Logan had stop wearing suits, opting instead for his usual comfortable tunics.

But today called for something more refined. His tunic, ebony with gold trims, was one of his favorites—not only because it was comfortable, but because it looked as though it had been tailored for royalty. The gold wasn't merely decorative; it was genuine gold, making the tunic feel regal. It had been a gift from Rubina, and it seemed perfect for the occasion.

As Logan approached the door, the fragrance of flowers, predominantly roses, wafted through the air. The scent tugged at his memories, reminding him of Scarlet.

He knew there was only one woman who would use something like that.

As he turned around to confirm his suspicions, he spotted Rubina in a comfortable yet elegant ensemble. It was unusual—she typically wore tunics and gowns that reminded Logan of medieval-themed games. But this time, her outfit was more modern. She had paired a long skirt with a layered blouse, the latter adorned with prints of delicate petals that gave it a contemporary style from Earth.

"Looking great, Rubina," Logan said, swallowing hard as his gaze lingered on her. Her hair was tied back in a neat bun, with two loose strands framing her face, which was lightly enhanced by makeup—or at least the illusion of it.

Logan welcomed the sight all the same. He understood that she had a true form she chose to hide and accepted her regardless of the appearance she used. She was still the same woman he had grown to care deeply for.

"I guess it's time to go then," Logan said, taking her hand as they stepped outside.

It took about ten minutes to reach their first destination. Naturally, Logan had planned to begin the day with a cozy spot where they could enjoy a light meal. He had chosen a small café renowned for serving the finest desserts, a place designed specifically for the nobles of Nyirmat.

Nyirmat, a city with fewer than fifteen thousand residents, didn't have many establishments catering to the wealthy. However, Lord Henrik had invested in his town, ensuring there were at least a few places where the affluent could indulge—and this café was one of them.

As Logan browsed the menu, he quickly understood why Henrik had recommended the place. The offerings were luxurious, though the prices made him pause. Still, he didn't mention it and opted to order the dish Lord Henrik had suggested.

"So, what will you have, Rubina? I think my premium steak should be good, considering it came from my own town," Logan said, trying to keep his smile steady as he inwardly questioned why he was paying for his own produce.

"Hmm, I think I'll go with something light," Rubina said, eventually settling on a salad topped with Roc meat—which, in essence, was similar to chicken.

As they waited for their food, the two began to chat about the town, filling the air with lively conversation which reminded Logan of when he just arrived here and only had Rubina with him at all times.