Let's Manage The Tower
(7) Succession problem?
On that day, Mick reported a peach that was a rare sigh.
Mick's report was expected to be possible from before, but he was surprised that he was the right opponent.
After seeing the peach, Mick made a mistake and apologized with an unfortunate face.
"Mother, I'm sorry. I've caused a lot of trouble..."
"Oh, that's fine. No, it's not good, but Mick's not bad in this case."
When Peach answered that, Mick looked relieved.
The peach looking at Mick's face was thinking about what to do in his brain.
The report I received from Mick was about a problem that happened at school.
The problem is that the teacher told Mick to play the streets in school classes.
When it comes to Mick's performance, I basically say you can't play it in public without permission from adults.
Therefore, even in the music classes held in the school, Mick was given special measures to prevent him from playing the street.
When Mick was in his first year, he never asked Mick to play the streets.
However, the teacher in charge, who had changed with the change in grades, told Mick to play the streets properly instead of going to class.
I don't know if Mik's handover was proper or just the teacher's policy, but it was a headache for Peach.
Peach saw Mick in a reassuring face.
"Your mother will do something about it, so Mick should come and do his homework for now. You still have it today, right?"
Ha-ha-ha
In response to Peach's words, Mick went to his room in a bit of a hurry.
It was written on his face that he had completely forgotten his homework.
The peach who dropped it off laughing looked at Colette, who had been listening in silence until now, and said.
"I'm sorry, I'm going to talk to you for a second ~"
"It's better to do it as soon as possible. - Welcome."
As he nodded, Colette waved his right hand gently toward the peach.
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Peaches toward the management relaxation space found Mia there and sighed with relief inside.
Mick's school talk was meant to be an exam aid, but Mia is the best person to deal with it right away.
Mia, I need to talk to you ~
"Is that me?... oh, Mik-related?"
Mia leaned her neck at the peach when she came into the room.
Peach's bringing Mia errands is all about Mick.
Mia is watching over Mick on the front stage.
Nodding to Mia, Peach also turned to study aid.
For now, I'd like you to listen to Kouske ~
"Yeah, I don't mind, but... what happened?
When Kaiseki asked Peach, Mia looked at him in the same way.
After confirming that, Peach started talking about what Mick had just told me.
After hearing the peach, Mia sighed.
"Ha! I was relieved that the first year ended without incident, but wasn't that sweet?"
"Well, if people change, the response will change."
Though she smiled bitterly at Mia's condition, Kaiseki answered.
"Still, as far as I'm concerned, I don't think I've taken over at all, but what's going on?
Mia shook her neck from side to side as she said so with her head tilted small.
"I don't know what's going on, but if it hasn't been taken over in the first place, that's a big problem."
I'm sure you are.
No matter how much the person in charge has changed, if you start over from scratch, the lecture of the previous year will be wasted.
However, even if the content of the class is fixed and there is no problem with the teaching content, it is still a problem that there is no handover in other parts.
After listening to Mick's story, another question arose when Kaiseki reconsidered that it might be a little too much to think about.
"Speaking of which... you're talking about why Mick can't play the streets, right?
"Of course. because it involves the unit."
Regardless of the parties involved in the examination, it is unlikely that they will be allowed to acquire credits without any track record or ability.
Mick is exempted from practicing because he actually plays in the social world and is recognized by his surroundings.
After hearing Mia's answer, he stroked his chin to think a little, and then heard it again.
"How is that communicated to the teachers?
What?
Mia opened her eyes slightly and leaned her neck. The examiner continued to nod.
"No, I was wondering if this could happen if there was little information originally conveyed instead of being handed over."
When Kaiseki said so, Mia had the same look on her face.
What the examiner is saying is, in short, that because there is little information being passed on to the teacher team, a more serious (...) teacher may be insisting that fraud is no good in the new year.
Even if you are attending an equal school regardless of your status, just because you are the birth child of a human god, you will not be allowed special treatment.
Then you can also understand the teacher's attitude toward Mik.
Rather, the problem is that proper information is not passed on to teachers.
With that in mind, Mick's first year teacher simply did what he was told from above.
Which is better or worse as a teacher is very subtle.
Immediately understanding what the examiner wanted to say, Mia put her hand on her head deliberately.
"... you should check it out."
"I guess. At least you shouldn't suspect the teacher from the edge."
When Kaiseki answered so, Mia sighed at this.
"Ha. Oh, my God. Why is this a problem?"
"What are you talking about? It was the same when they enrolled."
It was Florian who interrupted the conversation in silence.
Mia and her brothers had various problems when they entered school.
Of course, it was because it had just been done, but it was mostly Mia and the others who were at the center of those problems.
And Floria is the one who has finally dealt with these problems.
Mia, who was pushed into the undeniable from Floria, lost her sight and then smiled nicely.
"Well, anyway, there's nothing you can do about not checking the facts properly, so please wait a moment. Peach, Mother, please tell Mik that you can refuse even if the teacher asks."
Got it ~
As Mia nodded in her words, the story was finished.
There was no penetration into Mia from anywhere, but everyone except Mia had a smile, so it was obvious what everyone thought.