Seven Sins System Chapter 760. You Want to Use Me

Seven Sins System Chapter 760. You Want to Use Me

Ion turned slowly back to me. “Doc.”

Darren swallowed. “How long… have they been there?”

Barry raised his hand timidly. “I think… since I fell the first time?”

That meant… the faceplant. The yelling. The mock battle. The humiliations. The entire fight.

Everything.

All of it.

On display.

A wave of whispers rolled across the crowd again.

“He’s so cool…”

“Did you see the way he moved?”

“He didn’t even cast once!”

“I heard he’s dangerous.”

“I heard that’s hotter.”

I closed my eyes.

Of course, this was an open training ground.

Of course.

This training field was designed so that students could observe other teams, learn from higher levels, get inspired, build competitive spirit. That was literally part of the structure.

Which meant they had just witnessed me completely dismantle a team of second-semester students without breaking a sweat.

Claire coughed lightly behind me. “Doctor…”

“Yes,” I said without opening my eyes.

“You may have… created a situation.”

“I am aware.”

Ion muttered, “A very romantic situation.”

Darren added quietly, “I think that girl just proposed to you.”

Barry turned around, waving awkwardly at the crowd. “Hi— no— don’t look at me— look at him—he’s the cool one—”

“Barry,” I said calmly.

He froze instantly.

“Yes sir.”

I opened my eyes and looked back at the spectators. Some of them looked away quickly when they realized I noticed them. Others did not. Several waved. Someone actually held up a notebook.

A notebook.

Like I was a celebrity.

“…Right,” I muttered.

Evie shuffled closer. “Should we… disperse them?”

“No,” I said. “That’ll just make it worse.”

Claire nodded slowly. “You’re correct. If we react, it becomes an event.”

Ion smirked. “Too late. It already is an event.”

Darren gestured subtly toward the crowd. “They’re… arguing about who gets to join your medical wing rotations. Bet they already heard about the medical recruitment thing.”

I looked.

They were.

Two students were literally debating loudly about who had the better chance.

I turned back to my team, expression flat.

“I guess that’s all for today.” Then I glanced at Barry. “Tell no one...”

Barry raised his hand. “Yes, sir.”

Evie tilted her head. “Does this mean we can go back?”

I nodded.

They all visibly relaxed.

Barry immediately collapsed onto the grass again, staring at the sky. “I survived a battle with Dr. Allen…”

Ion dropped beside him. “Barely.”

Claire sheathed her rapier. “You did well, all of you. Even you,” she added, looking at Barry.

Barry sat up instantly. “You think so?!”

She nodded once. “You didn’t run away. Like lately.” Yeah, she knew what happened between him and me. About how Barry discovered my identity in the most unexpected way.

Evie smiled. “That’s progress.”

Barry pointed at them. “I hate you all.”

I allowed myself a small smirk.

Then I turned toward the crowd again.

They were still watching.

Of course they were.

“…Fantastic,” I muttered.

I adjusted my coat, straightened my posture, and walked calmly off the training field like nothing unusual had happened.

Behind me, I heard whispers follow.

“He’s walking away like that’s normal…”

“That’s so cool…”

“Someone get his schedule…”

I didn’t look back.

I just walked.

Mostly because if I did look back, I might kick something. Or someone.

And then… I could feel someone tailing me. I thought it was one of those girls, but no.

It was Barry.

He was like a lost puppy with a guilty conscience and a head full of dumb ideas. Every few seconds I heard his footsteps shuffle, pause, shuffle again, like he was debating if now was the right time to say something. It wasn’t. Obviously.

“Doc!” he called out, and jogged to catch up, half out of breath even though we were just walking.

I kept going. “What now?”

He stayed beside me, panting slightly. “Are you… are you going to your dorm?”

“No,” I said, curt. “Principal’s office.”

“Oh…” He fidgeted. “Okay. Uh, so…”

I sighed. “Spit it out, Barry. Before I turn you into a pancake.”

“I-I was just wondering if… you’d let me treat you to dinner?” he blurted out.

I stopped.

Slowly turned my head. Raised an eyebrow.

He turned red. “Like! Just dinner! Not like… anything weird!”

“Barry,” I said flatly. “You’re asking a devil to dinner. With a blushing face?”

“I’m not blushing!” He wilted a little. “I just wanted to say thank you…”

I narrowed my eyes. “For what?”

“For saving me,” he mumbled. “I mean… back then. If you didn’t… I might’ve ended up in that place. As a, you know… her s*x slave.”

I gave a slow, evil smirk. “Ah. So now you realize how dangerous that was.”

He nodded vigorously. “Super dangerous. I swear, I’ll never summon a devil again!”

I gave him a slow side glance. “Really.”

“Well,” he scratched the back of his neck, “you’re already here, so… I kinda don’t need to summon one. I can just come to you if I need help, right?”

He said it in that innocent, wide-eyed, human puppy voice that made me want to laugh and scream into the void at the same time.

I stopped walking again. Turned to face him. Folded my arms. “So now you want to use me.”

“N-no!” he gasped. “I mean… well— not like that! I mean, you’re amazing, obviously, and— okay maybe a little like that but not in a creepy way! I’m just… I’m just lonely, okay?! I want a girlfriend. A normal one. Not a demon. Not a succubus.”

“You summoned a devil for a girlfriend,” I reminded him.

He groaned. “I know!”

“And now you're still asking the same thing to me?” I shook my head and kept walking again. Yeah, guess he never learn.

He ran to catch up. “C’mon, Doc. I mean, look at me. What girl wants a guy who got wrecked by a hot combat doctor in front of two dozen students?”

“Is that a rhetorical question?” I asked.

He sighed dramatically, like the world didn’t understand his pain. “I’m just saying. My pride’s in a coma, my pants still smell like elemental fire, and now everyone knows I cried during sparring. I need a win, Doc. Just one.”