Hilda couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She always knew Holst would pull something like this the moment she started dating someone, but she never expected you to actually win. And just when she thought it was over, Balthus jumped in, insisting on a fight of his own.

Yet somehow, you’d managed to beat both of them.

Bruised, battered, and clearly exhausted, you stood victorious. And it was all to prove you were worthy of dating her.

“Honestly, you’re all idiots! You got hurt so badly, and for what? Ugh!”

Still, as much as she tried to sound exasperated, she couldn’t help the warmth that bubbled up in her chest. Seeing how far you were willing to go for her... it made her heart flutter more than she cared to admit. And with Holst finally respecting you? That was a win on its own.

“Come on, we’re going to the infirmary.”

Her tone was still annoyed, but there was no hiding the affection behind her words.