Chapter 452 – Thursday, Week 7 (3)
“Now, these projects are in the planning stage. Icher-sensei has come up with things that might be of interest to you.”
“There is enough funding for research… Yo. This.”
Ycher, who answered comfortably, realized that Marey was looking at her next to her, and she added ‘-yo’ at the end of her answer.
“Because awareness is more important than research funding. I was told that I would continue my research in the future, and to be given priority in future projects, I was told to pay attention to things like this kind of performance and recognition. While I was doing it, I remembered Mr. Leecher, so I classified it!.”
“…Professor Illien, who usually has no interest in popularity or achievements, says that. I was a little surprised. And she is a professor, not a teacher.”
Ycher swallowed a small sigh at the sight of Illien calling himself her teacher. It’s an awkward name for students, so I’m sorry…
Ycher de Valentine blankly watched as Illien held out a bundle of data to him. Whether it’s awareness or performance. As if she has no interest at all, she is a sorceress who intervenes in interest-driven projects and pulls her off her feet once they are on track to a moderately satisfactory level.
It was only natural that the behavior of participating in the project and leaving the project midway was disapproving. Once you start a job, finishing it with a sense of responsibility can be said to be the most essential virtue as a researcher…
The reason why the wizards didn’t reject the wizard Illien Xakru even though he constantly intervened and left the project was simple. At least the part he caught and the related data are handled flawlessly and perfectly.
Most wizards considered elves who spent their time and effort without caring about the author of the thesis or the results of the research as a kind of luck that came by chance. Of course, because the race of wizards is too proud to wipe their mouths after receiving the result, whether it is such help or not, the name of Illien, who intervenes in the middle and completes an important role and leaves, is on the list of authors I’m taking it for granted…
“Huh, I’ve changed my mind a bit. I am thinking of taking on a project led by me as well.”
“Oh, then me too…”
“This is a solo project. Professor Idrienne also has a separate project. Oh, there are of course joint projects, how about that?”
“Is this a joint project with Professor Idrien? That’s not very interesting…”
When Idrien’s name came out, Illien burst into a small laugh at Isher’s reply in a small voice as if he had lost his temper.
“I’ve only been doing what I like, but because I need something, I and Idrien are going to participate in the things that are going on in the Empire in earnest.”
“Professor Idrien has handled the project well from the beginning. Unlike Professor Illien…”
Hearing Illien’s green eyes, which suddenly started glaring at him, Ycher shut her mouth. It seemed like I hadn’t seen him get angry in a really long time. Did she say anything? Straight away, as usual… Icher de Valentine, thinking for a moment that he was dreaming when he saw himself with the kind Illien sister’s face, nodded his head slightly, imagining the conference that would become noisy in the future.
“Because I changed my mind, so suddenly… ?”
“I want to be famous. Well, I must say that I wanted to be great. Just want to brag? I want to be that kind of person.”
“Professor Illien… Can I be famous anymore?”
“Not to wizards, but to unrelated people.”
At the sight of her suddenly glorified Illien Ksar Kruhe, Icher looked at her with strange eyes. I don’t know what changed her mind, but it wasn’t a bad story because she had to get down on her knees and say thank you without opening her arms from the perspective of the Magic Society.
Even so, it was too sudden. What has been happening to Illien lately…
Ischer’s gaze naturally or unconsciously turned to the black-eyed, black-haired boy who was idly listening to the professors’ chatter. A boy accepted as a disciple by the Ksacru sisters. I heard rumors that Idrienne Ksacro, who didn’t care about anything other than her own field, or had no interest in it, was working on a project with the Holy See at the Vatican…
“Ah! No! Itcher! You can’t look at Marey like that!”
“…Professor Illien, what are you talking about?”
Itcher raised his voice as if embarrassed by the sight of Illien squirming nonsense and hugging the boy as if clinging to him.
“Didn’t you just look at Marey with very sinister eyes? You can’t be the disciple I love the most in the world, Icher!”
“…Since it is in front of the students, please take care of yourself, Professor Illien. You don’t even call me a teacher anymore.”
Isn’t that too close? It is not enough to call it colossal breasts as if it were buried in the chest. No, at the sight of him hugging the boy’s head while holding out a weapon that seemed to be lacking, Leecher shook his head, thinking that the skinship was too much.
“You can speak comfortably. You don’t have to worry about that when Marey is by your side! Right Marey? Oh, it’s so cute I really want to kiss you~!!”
“Sue, I’m suffocating, Professor Illien…”
As if to show surrender, the boy tapping Illien’s arm looked very familiar. The two of them looked so natural that he wondered if he was oversensitive, and Yitzer, not knowing what to point out, pursed his lips.
“Hmmmm… Professor Illien, the projects will be well reviewed. Thank you as always. Please feel free to contact me if you need collaboration.”
“Ah, is this the end? Do you still have some time left?”
“Please leave. Professor Illien. I need to prepare for class.”
Seeing Illien shaking his head and saying he didn’t like it, Ycher shook his head as if he said no, even though there was still time until class. It was a bonus that I couldn’t hold back her sigh, so she let out a long sigh. .
I want to kick him out, but I owe a lot to him in the meantime. It’s strange to get angry in front of students. Ycher pondered what to do with her older sister, this malignant stock, and looked at her Marey. Sensing the gaze directed at him through her robe, Marei rubbed her cheeks and pushed Illien away.
“I have to go to class, so please go, Professor Illien.”
“Hey…”
Seeing Illien fall with a crying sound, Isher unknowingly uttered an exclamation.
“…Quickly!”
At the appearance of an additional scream, Isher burst into a small laugh.
“Cadet…”
When her apprentice asks her to leave, Ycher shakes her head at her sad look, like an abandoned puppy. Is the disciple that good? She trudged and watched Illien’s back as she walked out of the classroom with Marei. When Icher saw her door closed, her energy went away and she let out a long sigh.
“You have suffered a lot, Marey de Parwen.”
“No…”
As Marey answered, there was a loud creak and the door opened again.
“Oh right! Marey, come visit me during lunch! Because I have to give homework feedback today~!!”
And the door closed again. Icher seemed to have collapsed and let go of her voice.
“It’s a lot of trouble.”
“…Yes.”
This time, seeing the little boy answering correctly, Ycher reached out and stroked her boy’s head… As I almost did, I retrieved her outstretched hand. She was a child who wanted to be praised because she was admirable not only for her pretty appearance but also for her caring appearance.
“Me, who was the classmate I took the class with?”
“He said he had work at home and submitted a notice of absence to the administrative office. Now, shall we begin class?”
There was still a little time left until class, but Marei nodded her head as if it were natural for Icher’s suggestion.
“This part is more important than you think. Make sure you memorize it well, and since it’s a formula that you will continue to use in the future, you don’t need to memorize it right now…”
To Illien, it was Ycher who said “~~” To the student, but when the two of them were alone, Ycher Valentine also began to talk comfortably. Both of them should have said it comfortably to themselves, but the boy, not knowing why he was so formal, wrote down the part that Ischer explained quickly, hoping that he would give his overheated head a little more strength to keep up with the progress. Concentrated.
“Now, this part is related to white magic, but if I could explain it a bit more…”
In the middle of Ischer’s class, when Illien and Idrien teach, it seems strangely familiar, no. With what she knew, Marais had the opportunity to take a look at Ycher’s figure slowly, as if she was taking a break.
Maybe it’s because she said she didn’t care about that even though she revealed last week that she was a dark elf. She spoke frankly with no objection to the boy, since she only seemed to be a very beautiful female elf or dark elf, but she was very kind and explained everything to herself, probably taking it differently.
Although he hadn’t known the dark elf Icher de Valentine for a long time like Illien or Idrien, he could definitely feel the consideration and affection buried in his attitude towards him.
“This part is especially important, and since everyone takes it for granted, let me explain again, in the interpretation of elemental magic…”
So, it must be that she is conducting the class like a private tutoring, taking off the hood of the robe that looked stuffy and covering her head, and taking off her gloves as well.
There is no shortage of expressing that it is already the best. No, Icher’s appearance was at a level that was enough to satisfy even the boy’s aesthetic sense, who possessed the finest females.
Her black hair, like her own, was long and tucked into her robe. Her chocolate milky skin was shiny, as if it would taste sweet. The low-brightness yellow irises with the corners of the eyes raised on the cat image gave the illusion of looking down at a person.
“Now, solve this problem… As soon as? Great? Is this a known problem? You see it for the first time? That’s great.”
Of course, it comes with a slightly different feeling from her friendly attitude and wary face that doesn’t match the surroundings…
“Certainly Professor Illien’s favorite disciple.”
Icher nodded her head several times with a small exclamation. She’s definitely great She has a feeling of stuttering when talking about black magic, but she doesn’t pay attention when talking about white magic or elemental magic… No, he was at the level of knowing everything without needing to concentrate.
I was afraid of just how much the two elven sisters were cramming into the head of a child who had just entered school. As if he knew about formulas and theories that he talked about on the sidelines in the middle, no. What a surprise to see how she seemed to understand.
The amount of mana she felt had also increased markedly compared to last week, but considering the first time she came to class, she must have learned magic recently. She must have started studying recently. When she thought about whether this was genius, she couldn’t hide her bitterness.
Even Icher, who is confident that she is not lacking even when she goes to the academic society, thinks that she is a little lacking compared to her Ksakru sisters. He couldn’t help but feel discouraged when the dark elf, who considered himself a person very close to a genius, saw the boy’s learning speed.
