After entering the hot spring and slowly resting his body in the inn for a day, he returned to the Wang capital.
I was able to refresh myself as if my possessions had fallen both physically and mentally on this assignment.
Today is the beginning of another rushed day of work.
I was supposed to work as a lecturer at the School of Magic.
The day's work comes to an end, as usual, with classes in subjects in charge, answering questions from students and embellishing a confrontation-burning colleague, Norman.
It was time to prepare for the next class in the staff room.
"Mr. Kaisel. Good job. Um... Are you sure now?
My colleague Irene called out. Cool, intelligent glasses beauty. But now he seemed somewhat nervous about the bees.
"Yeah. I don't mind. Because it's just over. What is it?"
And I encouraged him to go ahead.
"Remember when you said you wanted to talk to Mr. Kaisel about education before?" The voice I spoke to was a little off.
"I remember. What's that?
"If so, the..."
Stuck with words, Irene tried to push her glasses arch up with her fingers curly to calm herself down.
This trick is her routine.
But from nervousness or my fingertips were trembling and the arches of my glasses were shaking in small pieces.
Suh-suh-suh-suh, after taking a deep breath, Irene said.
"Would you like to join us for dinner tonight, if you like!?
Because of the temper, there was a voice that exceeded the proper amount of the content of the line.
The instructors in the staff room have been looking at this at the same time as what was going on.
Exposed to the rain of unwanted gaze, the overturned Irene was bright red. So much so that I thought there might be a fire coming out of my ear.
"Is it a meal," I muttered.
"Of course, I'm not saying to Muli! Mr. Kaisel will be busy, too! You won't be free enough to go to dinner with me."
"It's good. Shall we go?"
"Right! I didn't know you were having dinner with me. Huh?" Irene gave a decent look.
He asks me like I'm afraid, holding down the frame of my glasses.
"Mr. Kaisel. What did you just say?
"If I were you, I'd go out with you."
"Yep, yep!?
Irene was so surprised that she was about to lose her hips.
"? What is it? Could it have been a social decree..."
"No! Surprise me because I didn't think you'd understand! Dinner alone with Mr. Kaisel......!
Irene shrugged as she pressed her reddish cheeks.
"I've heard that meals are the best way to shrink the friendship between men and women. Isn't this possible, maybe......!?
"Mr. Irene?
"Nothing!? Anything! Because we set up seats for teachers to exchange educational theories with each other! Yes!"
Irene curls up to excuse herself in a mundane way. Seeing that, I have to suspect that there is some other plan.
We came to the Mass Tavern near the School of Magic.
The store is crowded. Passed to the back seat.
"Mr. Irene. What would you like for a drink?
"Right. Same thing as Mr. Kaisel."
"Clerk. Can I have two ales," I ordered after speaking to the female clerk, combining some dishes in the menu.
"Mmm. Then I guess I'll make orange juice."
"Okay. Orange juice."
I asked the clerk for extra orange juice.
Mr. Merrill is a minor.
"Meryl always asks for this when she comes here."
"I want sugar when I use my head."
When Meryl held the orange juice in her hand, we toasted the two glasses of ale she had been transported to after she took the head off.
Tilt the jock and sip a cold ale down on the kink.
The booze is great after a day of work.
Ugh, I accidentally leak my blissful breath.
When the comfy drunkenness came around, me and Irene were asking at the same time.
"No, how come Meryl's here?
"Why is Mr. Merrill here!?
The reaction was delayed because it was so natural.
Merrill, with her little jaw on the cheek cane of both hands on the table, had a delightful grin as she swayed her floating legs plumply.
"Because my dad says he's going to have dinner with Dr. Irene. I was wondering if I could follow my dad."
"Because I need you today," I said to Meryl, who came running home with me after the lecture at the School of Magic.
You've been following me since then...
"You know. Me and Mr. Irene are going to be talking to each other now about breaking our bellies. It would be hard to do a lot with Merrill the student, wouldn't it?
"No problem. I'm blocking my ears then."
"You're stubborn. You want to eat that much tavern rice?... Well, it's been a long time since I've been busy eating out lately."
Merrill has something she won't ask if she says so.
When I scratched my neck, I said to Irene.
"Excuse me. I don't know what to do with Merrill going home alone like this. Can I just let you stay here and do it?
"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."
Irene grinned like she had repaired,
"Ugh...... I thought you and Kaisel were alone..."
And he was squeaking blushing with a sunken look.
I thought...
"No, but isn't this a chance to reject? If we can win Merrill's trust here, we can have a daughter approved relationship..."
"I'm not giving my dad to Dr. Irene."
They were having some kind of gaze exchange.
Is there also a certainty between you two that I don't know about?
But I didn't waver like that.
The school seemed to have a good relationship.
Because what the hell inspired you? Am I the cause? Because you've brought Merrill to a place to exchange educational theories?
As I was circling my thoughts, I could hear the noises of the guests around me.
"Hey. That customer is amazing. How many glasses?
"You've already exceeded ten cups. Drink up all the booze in the store."
"Plus I ordered three extra drinks!
There seemed to be an unscrupulous amount of customers drinking alcohol.
That kind of deal is mostly troublesome. Not everyone.
I didn't want to get involved with each other if I could - and when I asked him how things were going sideways, I knew him who was ahead of the customers' gaze.
I see her stirring up booze with her face as tough as a raptor. He came this way with an empty jock in his hand.
With a red face, she looked down at me - Regina said.
"Kaisel, I didn't know you were here."