"So, how about the tournament, are you excited about it too?" Aster asked but Astrid simply pulled her legs closer to her chest before wrapping her arms around it while her back remained rested against the oak tree.
Aster noticed her silence and he couldn't help but ask. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"Is it about the tournament?"
"....."
"You don't like it?"
"It's not that."
"Then what is it? You don't think you're ready or strong enough to participate?"
"No, it's not that, either."
"Ohh, then what is it?" Aster asked again but Astrid remained quiet.
Aster studied her reaction slowly before opening his mouth to speak. "You do not want to participate, don't you?"
"....." Astrid didn't say anything but she her arms around her legs tightened as she stared at the flowers in front of her.
"Is there a reason why you do not want to participate?"
"I don't know, I just feel like is there really a point to taking part in the tournament?"
