Chapter 456 – Thursday, Week 7 (7)
“It’s so wrong.”
Seeing her own explanation with her red letters added to it, Marei muttered melancholy with her shoulders drooping.
“No, no. Matching is a strange problem, so don’t be too discouraged. Marey is a great student.”
She must have said it several times, but this boy was an excellent student, surprising even his professor. Both attitude towards learning and understanding.
By Ischer’s standards, which rarely existed among the students he taught, he was far superior to students who received A grades, which he only occasionally gave out in drought.
“You never learned magic or theory at the Mage Tower, did you?”
There are so-called pure-blooded wizards who have been taught since childhood in the Mage Tower. In Isher’s view, whether it was learning at school or at the Mage’s Tower, if they were given the same amount of time to learn, it was to the extent that they would evaluate it as being too hard.
Still, since they have been cultivating wizards since before, it seemed that they could easily understand the lopsided knowledge and skills that a boy named Marais de Parwen showed that was incomprehensible to common sense.
“Yes, I first learned it after coming to Balter.”
Isher’s eyes narrowed. Really, if this boy first learned magic when he came to Balter. If Professor Illien and Idrien taught classes normally, he himself had to reflect. Itcher carefully pressed Marey’s cheek as if he had fainted and swallowed dry saliva at the soft touch.
The soft skin, the thin lines, and the fact that he looked prettier than a girl’s made me rather suspicious that he was a boy.
“Professor Icher…Is it time for a break?”
“Hick?!”
Hearing a voice behind him, he jumped out of his seat and stood up. And as if by mistake, he stiffened and turned his head to the source of his sound.
“Oh, were you in class? Did you interrupt?”
Illien was looking at him with worried eyes. Did she not see that she was playing with the boy? Itcher breathed a sigh of relief.
“No, no, no, I didn’t bother. Shh, it was break time! It was time!”
“I was told to speak comfortably, so I checked the atmosphere for about 5 minutes. It doesn’t feel like a class.”
Illien strode into the lecture room with a sense of humor, and she lifted up a paper box. The unbearably sweet smell tickles the Dark Elf’s sensitive nose.
“Muh, what’s going on, Professor Illien?”
“Let’s have tea together. It’s a kind of bribe to teach Marei well!”
Itcher looked at Illien anxiously. Judging by the wide smile on her face, she didn’t seem to see that she had poked the boy’s cheek or played with his hair.
No, there were too many unfair points to say that this was his fault. I heard that he is the disciple of the older sisters who grew up together. It was more difficult for her to maintain a relationship between a teacher and a student she simply met at school. To her, who had no blood of her own, the cute boy who was said to be a disciple of her Ksakru sisters had a strong idea that this might be how it felt to see her little nephew.
Of course, when she sees her trembling with fear that someone might see her nephew poke her cheek because she’s cute, I wonder if her actions were simply such innocent intentions.
“Marey~ Marey~ Wake up~. This older sister bought something delicious~!”
“Who, sister? Sister Illien…?”
“Ah, hehe… Mistake. Yes, Master bought something delicious. Marey~!”
Icher asked as if he was taken aback by her title. Illien skilfully dismissed it with a foolish, innocent-looking laugh.
I almost called you master. Illien carefully looked at Isher. Since the master was not a dark elf or anything, it seemed that Icher had taken off his robe and was quite comfortable.
Of course, he jumps up when he talks to him, and judging by the guilty look on his face, he doesn’t know what happened. If she does well, it seems that she will have more time to serve her master…
“Ah, uh… ? Illien… Professor?”
“Yes, disciple~ I have come~. I thought it would be difficult, so I bought something good to supplement my sugar!”
Hug right away. Itcher looked blankly at Illien and the boy whose head was buried in her chest.
If she had been before, she would have turned her head away and wondered if she was doing too much, but now she was looking at the boy and Illien with her strange eyes. She, of course, without noticing what expression she had on herself, with her eyes, she was looking at the two of them.
“Thank you for bringing it… It’s embarrassing to visit like this, Professor Illien. Normally, it would disturb other students.”
Despite Isher’s determined words, Illien just laughed and replied. She’s a dark elf, she’s DeValentine. Not because she’s known her since she was little, but because she can’t take her eyes off the piece of cake.
“Isn’t there anyone~? Since it’s just us, Ischer speaks comfortably. You can call her her big sister, as usual!”
“Hmmmm… Professor Illien. Today, a student can’t come because he has family matters…”
“If you think about the cases in the past, maybe you ran away because it was too hard while taking a class?”
At the words of Illien, who seemed to slap her cheek with her smile, Ycher avoided her gaze.
“Ummm… ! Probably, it won’t come next week because something happened. During the exam, I shined her face for a while, and then I was stunned by the test question, so I won’t come out from next time! Did you often do that?”
“Quiet…”
Illien let out a small laugh at the sight of Ycher growling in her low voice.
“Come on, let’s go eat. Now, Marey Aang~”
Seeing Illien directly feed her pieces of cake cut to make it easier for her to eat, she wondered if this was right for her, but she silently focused on the portion allotted to her.
“Eat this too, Marey. Huh! Is it delicious? Huh? Whoops, ah. Buried in her face I’ll clean it up for you!”
It was like a mother bird taking care of baby birds in the nest. It was like feeding, cleaning, and taking care of a newborn baby. Itzer was naturally accepting Illien’s consideration close to that of a servant. Do you do that often? Ycher munched her cake and she stared blankly at the two figures.
Seeing how cute she was, he clapped his hands saying, ‘You’re eating well~!’, And Ycher frowned at her liking. A boy named Mare de Parwen was cute. She was too thin to be called a boy, and she had no intention of denying that she had a look that would easily attract others.
Of course, seeing her eagerness to learn and her caring behavior made me want to hug her a lot, but she didn’t seem to openly do that like Illien. The same was true of her cake.
Is it that difficult to carefully move your hand and put it in your mouth without getting dirty? I think she would have fed neatly if she was herself. Ycher turned her gaze away in a strangely unpleasant feeling.
Of course, she didn’t notice that Illien Ksar Kruu partly enjoys smearing cream on the boy’s cheeks and wiping them off.
“Thank you for caring about me, Illien… Professor.”
“Huh, thank you. Master.”
At Illien’s unexpected title, Marey and Ycher’s eyes were fixed on Illien at the same time. It was a mistake, but in case something like this would happen, Illien, who had been thoroughly educated on how to deal with it in advance, smiled shyly and continued her words.
“Oh, are you surprised? Huh? Marey? Huh?”
“Cadet… He, don’t do that.”
Marey lowered her head as if embarrassed, and Ycher let out a long sigh as if it was absurd and shook her head left and right.
“Does Icher look surprised too?”
“…It’s no fun, so don’t joke around like that.”
To call a little boy who was much younger than herself, and who could barely come to her heart, as master. She is an older sister whom I have known since childhood, but there were times when it was difficult to understand whether she really was. This one was the worst of them all.
“Isn’t it too close, don’t you think?”
“Ugh… ! Oh no…”
Illien’s eyes narrowed at Icher’s reaction, and he smiled as if nothing had happened. She’s jealous, she’s jealous It seems that this child also liked the owner very much. Illien cautiously reached out and gently ran her boy’s ass.
The boy’s gaze, looking at her with her surprised eyes, gives Illien a chilling sensation.
“I’m a little special with Marey.”
“What, what?!”
“Eh, Professor Illien?”
As if surprised, Illien looked at the two of them alternately as if surprised to see Ycher, who raised his voice, and the boy, who seemed embarrassed and trembled, continued her words.
“Huh? Why are both of you reacting like that?”
“Ah, that’s special, sister… ?”
As if Icher couldn’t believe it, she looked back and forth between the boy and Illien. No matter how cute she is, she has a special relationship with a child like that. Ycher glared at Illien with her eyes mixed with disgust and envy.
“Huh? Why?”
It was hateful to see her ask back innocently, as if she hadn’t done anything wrong. I’m sure he made fun of that cute boy a lot, and with a heart that was no different from violence…
“Marey’s mother and I are close friends, so I think of her as a younger sister~!
“Under…”
Icher burst into laughter without even realizing it. She ran her hands across her face, shaking her body at the sight of her own shame and momentarily pictured in her own head as she was about to explode. Should she be angry or should she just move on like it’s nothing. If I react here, I think I will get a strange misunderstanding.
“Right~ Marey~? Call me sister~ Huh~? Call me sister~?”
“Ah… Sue, I’m suffocating… Oops, cream. Cream on clothes…”
Icher swallowed a sigh of relief at the sight of the two people not paying attention to her. She turned her head from side to side with her face flushed red, and at the sight of Illien hugging the boy who couldn’t help herself, she involuntarily clench and open her fist again and again, but she didn’t think she just looked very strange in her head. I was just full of worries.
“Hehe, are you even worried about your clothes~? Really, really Ravella is a blessed person. Ugh, I want to have a lot of children who look like Marey too! A lot of words!”
“Oh… That stop…”
Her hug wasn’t enough, so when she gently caressed her buttocks or groped her thighs, Marei cautiously pushed Illien away, fearing that Icher would notice her. Of course, the platinum-colored pet dog whose master is so cute that he would die would not let go of the boy.
“Sister… I’m in front Take care.”
“Huh? I envy you? Do you want to hug me too?”
“What are you talking about!!”
I know you envy me again. Illien didn’t utter her words, but Icher could clearly read the words on her face.
“Marei is really, really cute. Whoops, Marey~ Maray~.”
“Yes, this, Illien-sensei… That, please stop.”
Is it not a professor, but when the two of us are alone, they call me a teacher? Ycher, who shook her head from side to side, perked up her ears when the boy called her close sister. Should she even call herself teacher when the two of them are alone? Because the professor seems a bit stiff and has a sense of distance.
If you’re Illien’s younger sister, you’ll feel like a younger sister to me too! Huh! That’s right. No, if it felt like a younger sister, it would be the older sister, not the teacher… Sister… La. When Icher imagined the boy in front of her calling her ‘sister’, her body trembled with a thrill.
“Call me noona as usual, huh huh huh?”
“That, it’s something else!”
“At home, they call me noona! It’s okay because Ycher is like my younger brother. Right, Ycher?”
“Huh? Ah, uh, that, right?”
Itzer, who had just begun to fall into delusion, accepted Illien’s voice calling him. And she belatedly realized what Illien had uttered and bit her lip shallowly.
Child, no. What kind of bullying are you doing in front of a young student? Icher couldn’t understand.
