Chapter 6 – First Lesson (2)
“Does the teacher have a lover?”
When I heard that, my reaction was, paradoxically, relief rather than embarrassment or such feelings.
I saw a dark side, but it was such a relief that I was still an ordinary academy girl in this way.
I felt like I would see them for a long time, so I decided to match the conversation with them because I wanted them to stay as bright as possible.
“Doesn’t exist.”
Because I had devoted nearly 10 years of my life to studying, I was not very familiar with her. What the opposite sex does not know
It wasn’t, but we were both busy and didn’t have time to create a good atmosphere.
Even in such a situation, I wanted to applaud people who are dating.
She didn’t have much to say about this side, so she looked at her face as if she had nothing else to ask.
She was just laughing
Maybe it was because of his mood that he seemed to smile more brightly at those words.
Her truth will be known only to her.
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Since then, we’ve been talking about a lot of things.
Personal tastes, each person’s life story, etc. It’s to the point where I can’t tell if this is a tutoring or a face-to-face meeting.
It is easier to deal with than a few days ago, probably because of the similar consensus.
Unexpectedly, she was interested in the story of my life, which would have been boring. Devoted nearly 10 years to studying
I wondered if the story would be so interesting, but I wondered because he looked so interested.
I wonder if it’s acting, but I thought it would be right to be tricked by that level of acting.
It’s the first time I’ve seen this kind of story, so it’s fun. It’s easier to talk than when I first saw it.
When I first saw it, it was so heavy that I wondered if it was really a counselor role.
I don’t think it’s wrong to say that people’s minds are really hard to understand.
As we talked, it was time to end, and we decided to wrap it up.
I can do it in earnest from next time
“Then let’s start classes in earnest from next week.”
“Are you leaving already?”
We’ve already talked about going for about two hours, but do we still have something left to say?
“The promised time is up to this point. Next time, we will start classes in earnest, so let’s do our best.”
She put the things she had brought back and tried to get up, but she had a weak expression on her face.
It was really fun to talk about, so I thought it was a pity, but I also had work.
She could not help it because the triangle in her heart was stabbed in her heart to go while only talking in the position of receiving money.
“I’ll see you again in two days. Let’s finish class a little earlier and talk.”
“Yes…”
“Then let’s go. See you in two days.”
“Go carefully, sir.”
The weather has turned very dark.
The weather at the end of the year has something that makes people want to drink.
Today, I wanted to have a drink at a pub near the school.
It is a bar located about 10 minutes away from the main gate of the school, and it was a bar frequented by students because the alcohol was cheap.
According to rumors, there was a story that the owner of the bar opened after quitting graduate school, but it was as long as the price was cheap.
Years have passed, but the appearance of the store remains the same.
“Welcome. How old are you?”
“I’m alone.”
“I’ll show you to a table for two over here.”
“Please bring me a bottle and some fries.”
In this place, asking for a few bottles without any indication is the same as asking for a specific alcohol.
A cheap, easy-to-drink alcoholic beverage made by distilling alcohol and adding flavor to it. It is not for nothing that people drink alcohol to get drunk.
“Here comes a bottle and fries.”
No matter who drinks it, this taste and aroma cannot be called high-end alcohol.
I was sitting and drinking with my head clear when I heard a startling sound in front of me.
“Uh?”
I wondered who would make such a really stupid sound, but there was a familiar face.
A blue-haired woman reaching down to her collarbone, Heina Thorlern.
Was synchronous with I remember she went to graduate school.
“Long time no see.”
She did this and that when she was in school, but the memories of that time have long since passed.
I wonder if that’s the expression on people’s faces when they see someone who is said to be dead walking around alive.
“Why are you acting like someone who saw something you couldn’t see?”
“If you’re like me, the head of the department disappeared without saying anything after the third year, and I run into you at the bar you went to by chance. Wouldn’t it be more strange not to be surprised?”
Before I knew it, she was sitting in the seat in front of me.
I asked for a glass and she was pouring. It was so natural that I would have believed it even if they said it was a group from the beginning.
“What are you doing these days?”
“Tutoring.”
I ask for clarification with an expression that I really don’t understand, but what should I answer?
“Actually, I was unemployed until two weeks ago.”
After pouring the liquid from the glass on top, she continued.
“I started tutoring through the introduction of Professor Rosalyn.”
She poured her wine back into her glass and ordered another bottle.
“Something doesn’t seem right, but it seems like it. So who is it?”
“Who are you?”
“Usually tutoring is done by rich people. You’ve probably heard of that name.”
“The second daughter of the Fellowes family. I don’t know why they called me there, so don’t ask.”
“It’s such an unexpected combination. But I want to ask why.”
“Well, I thought I would fit well, but I didn’t really understand what he was talking about.”
“Hmm…A personality that would never do something like this? What should I say? I thought I wouldn’t, but I did.”
Instead of answering, he made a circle with his thumb and forefinger.
If you see it and immediately understand it, it fits surprisingly well.
As I talked about such useless things, the number of bottles gradually increased.
Maybe it’s because we’re older, but it’s less than then.
“Let’s have a drink and go.”
“What’s wrong with the mainstream deconstruction analyzer to quit early?”
“I also have work to do tomorrow. I went a little overboard today.”
After paying the bill and leaving the store, the sky was completely dark.
“I ate well today. Anyway, see you later. Then I’ll live.”
“Okay.”
Then she just left. Perhaps this was not the reason she became close with her.
Surprisingly, it’s like how there are many cases where you can’t remember the first meeting of people you’ve seen for a long time.
As soon as she arrived in the room, the souma came rushing in.
There was no resistance.
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The Fellowes Mansion when tutor Edward Weiss had just left the mansion.
Seria von Ferroz was watching Weiss’ back as she left the mansion from the window on the second floor.
‘Teacher.’
Even thinking to herself, she couldn’t understand why she said that to him the first time she saw her.
‘I don’t know either. Why did I say that the first time I saw you? If I had to express the reason, I thought I could talk to the teacher.
You probably don’t understand. You will look like a crazy bitch. By the way, teacher. The teacher felt something different. This person can understand me.
Did you say something like this? When I first met him, I felt that he was essentially the same as me.
Actually, I was scared too. Everyone would be embarrassed if the first person who saw it for the first time said such a thing. Are you happy? It’s a question that’s hard to answer even for those who’ve seen it for a long time.
Asking for an answer from someone you’ve never met. What a stupid question. But the teacher answered the question. It was a sincere answer, not a formal answer.
So I thought I could talk. I did everything in my heart without thinking back and forth. When I said it, I felt relieved.
But I was scared. It was the first time I said what was in my heart, but wasn’t it too one-sided? I don’t even think about the teacher who accepts me
I wondered if I was avoiding it by doing everything I wanted to say alone. I was anxious from the first day I saw it until the first day of class. I’m afraid the teacher will leave.
If it was this person, I would have been able to speak, but didn’t I cut the line myself?
But the teacher came back. I was happy. Teacher didn’t abandon me.
In her first class, it wasn’t because she was unmotivated that she felt free to do anything. I did it because I was so happy that this person said that it was okay to do it step by step.
It was nice that she understood her seemingly absurd desire to be perfect. I was really happy to see me as I am.
Then I was curious. What kind of person is this person who sees me as myself? What thoughts does he have
I was curious about what your academy days were like. I wondered which ones she liked and which ones she disliked.
I didn’t know that she had more in common than I thought.
In fact, even if we had nothing in common, it was fun. It was the first time I had such an honest conversation with someone.
Then, I was curious about one thing. Would anyone date such a good person?
I wanted to ask a question somewhere out of likeability and curiosity, but I was cautious. Didn’t it bother you too much?
But the teacher also answered that.
I’m still not sure. Why did she ask such a question.
She was somehow happy to hear the answer that she said no. Why are you happy?
I’m not sure yet.
Thank you sir Thank you in many ways. I will work hard
Thanks to the teacher, I think I have the courage to do it again.
See you in two days, sir.’
