How the Tutor Survives 60

Chapter 60 – Doubt

When I woke up the next day, the papers I read were full of stories about me.

From personal information about me to evaluation of the thesis.

I didn’t expect a positive reaction from everyone, but I could understand that.

Because sharp criticism is always necessary.

However, what irritated me was the editorial with a subtly sarcastic thesis.

The title was this.

〈Winner of the year Edward Weiss, ties with the Faroes family?〉

As soon as I saw the title, I couldn’t help but laugh.

Maybe there was a reporter at the ceremony, and he seems to be saying that in relation to me and Seria.

It’s a place where even your own children can be ruthlessly kicked out, but when you see Young lady writing articles like that just because she has a relationship with the award winner,

I couldn’t tell if it was courage or recklessness.

That doesn’t mean I’m on the side of the Fellowes family, but I’m on the side of the big liver now.

It was necessary to distinguish the line of goodwill.

Looking at the clock, it was time to leave.

It was time to go to school.

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Graduation is a must for anyone who has graduated from college.

There was a time when I also wanted to wear a gown and wear a graduation cap, but now that I am alone in school, I have really lost my mind.

And the fact that my face was sold to the whole system at a recent award ceremony also played a role.

I’ve been living a life as inconspicuous as possible…

Being human, I realized that complete severance is impossible.

That day, I was also enjoying the sunlight in search of a quiet place at school.

“Mr. Weiss?”

I turned to the sound of someone looking for me, and it was Carolyn.

She hadn’t spoken much about her yet, but she felt a little more comfortable with her, perhaps because the distance between her and her family had diminished.

“Oh, what are you doing?”

“Let’s talk.”

“Should I go somewhere else?”

“Can’t you just say that?”

She was rarely annoyed with me.

I was the one who didn’t know my intentions or the situation around me, so I decided to pretend I couldn’t win and follow him.

My recently relaxed mind probably played a part.

She looked around.

Like someone offering an illegal deal.

“So what are you doing?”

“Isn’t something strange?”

Her first words were really out of the blue.

Strange thing?

What’s strange about it?

Got an award?

It was also really strange.

“Did you get an award? It was a bit out of the blue.”

But it didn’t seem like that was what she was talking about.

“Haven’t all the people around you left lately?”

What do you mean?

From the beginning, my life was full of losses.

Why is this person suddenly saying this to me?

I didn’t understand.

It was as if the wound in his heart that had been healing had been scratched again.

“What the hell are you doing all of a sudden because you want to say something?”

“My life has been a series of losses, so why am I scratching again now?”

It was someone he knew, and he wasn’t someone he didn’t know at all, but he wanted to know the reason, if not to anger.

“I heard that she was dating someone before meeting Seria.”

I really don’t know how much I know and how much I scratch people gently.

Number 3.

Let’s just wait 3 times.

“Do you remember why you were hospitalized before?”

“I must have been hospitalized because I was injured.”

“No, think about it. What was the reason for your admission to the hospital?”

“It was stabbed.”

“But there were two people who brought you to the hospital, two women. It’s almost impossible for one woman.”

However.

So what can I do? It’s all over now.

“It was night when you entered the hospital.”

This was something I didn’t know.

“So what?”

“There aren’t many people on the streets at that time.”

The security of the system was not bad, but there was always the possibility of crime.

In particular, it was dangerous to go out of the city even slightly outside the center.

“Let’s say one is your ex. Who is the other?”

“It must be someone just passing by on the street.”

“I just said there are only a few people on the street? Are there women?”

She developed her logic around facts.

In the middle, it was a matter of probability, but it was roughly right, so I decided to watch what the hell it sounds like.

“Okay. Let’s say you’re all right. But why are you telling me this?”

She didn’t answer my question right away.

That was the expression of a person who was contemplating mana, whether he should answer or not.

“If only.”

“What if the departure of the person around Mr. Weiss was intentional?”

Has someone deliberately tried to break a relationship?

Who?

Why?

It was really nonsense.

What does it mean to gain by isolating me who is close to an orphan?

“Do you think that makes sense?”

“Yes. Let’s say someone wants to ruin my relationship.”

“It’s all good, it’s all good, so what do you want to say?”

It’s time to put an end to this nonsense conversation.

“I can’t give you a definitive answer… But what if Seria was one of the people who took you to the hospital?”

“Do you have any proof?”

“I’m not sure…But I’ve seen it.”

“In the end, what you want to say is that Seria intentionally destroyed all my relationships?”

“As a result.”

“I’ll tell you again when I know more.”

After saying that, she left.

After listening to her for nearly 20 minutes, my conclusion was ‘So?’

Why would you do something to be hated when you’re still doing well?

Out of the blue, I started toward the room, not understanding what I was talking about.

It would have been more understandable if the slander had been made because we didn’t want to see each other.

If her way of looking at her changes even a little because of her words, she will be a success as she is.

But she doesn’t seem to have come to say that.

Really.

Because you really know something, to pass it on to me.

Ambiguous memories and facts just heard have been combined, but it only brings confusion.

What if the words just before were true?

A laugh came out.

It would be easier for me to think that this is all a dream than to believe that it is true.

I walked down the street thinking about what to eat for dinner.

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“Your sister seems to be doing useless things these days.”

It was the conversation that came back at certain times.

Curiously, the conversations that were not so common when it was a family relationship became very frequent after some kind of transaction.

“What are you doing?”

“They went around digging about things from last summer.”

It was she who thought that her own sister could not be interested in such a thing of hers.

“Are you going to leave me alone?”

“Is there any need to raise the work by touching what you are doing?”

“Once I get it.”

Today’s conversation ended rather quickly.

Of course, it wasn’t usually that long.

An unexpected variable occurred.

And that variable was a variable from the inside, not from the outside.

Why all of a sudden?

If it was her own business, what kind of wind would blow her older sister who didn’t even care about her, and she would suddenly do something like this.

Is it because of the attitude of the family towards the unexpected stranger?

She didn’t know it now, but it was a pretty high guess.

When she looked at everything aside, her older sister was actually a tricky variable to deal with.

It didn’t matter as long as she had a clear advantage, but the case she is now is because she had no advantage at all.

It was the same as the year with big breasts from a few days ago.

Same nobility.

If you touch it wrong, the backwind could blow at any time.

Still, it was better in the case of nobles from other families.

Since Ed never even set foot in the upper class anyway, it wouldn’t be too much of a problem as long as she was thoroughly contained.

And I’ve already taken the mark that this man is mine.

His older sister was of his own kind by birth.

Kindred born in the same stomach.

No, rather, she would have had the upper hand.

If it wasn’t for him, it’s clear that he wouldn’t have even had a chance to do this.

I didn’t like the current situation.

The situation now is that when you solve one, another pops up.

However, she was going to overcome this difficulty somehow because she thought that this kind of hardship was what made her love even stronger.

If he recognizes his efforts, he will probably be impressed.

That was it and she needed her sister to know how far she knew and what she was digging for.

Tragedy will begin the moment her sister puts the puzzle together now that his memory is sparsely erased.

Knowing the whole truth, he will probably despise himself.

He will sell himself and soon leave him.

Are you leaving?

Me?

Just imagining it made me feel like my insides were breaking apart.

He can’t live without him now.

He perfected himself as himself.

It couldn’t be.

That should never have happened.

It was she who would not stand by and stand by anyone who tried to separate them from her.

Never.

It won’t happen.

Because my love for him will last forever.