"... even if you take one introduction, like that"
"Well, well."
Listening to Maria's correlation, Crewe sipped a sip of warm milk tea.
- The first day of class ended with an introduction of the students and a detailed curriculum description of the five days starting today, an on-campus tour.
The facilities in the classroom, the exercise room and the practical room were of course adequate, but the rest of the place was splendid. The ceilings of the building are very high, the finishing touches on the walls and ceilings are beautiful, and compared to the Sputnik jewellery store I've lived in, I haven't had much of a world apart.
In the staircase hall of Building I, the wooden carved railings can be seen with great sophistication, and if you keep your gaze up, the sculptures and the golden decorations gleam on the wooden ceilings as well. Other than that, big paintings and glowing windows... none of them were in Liafiat City, and they stop at each other.
Then I wondered if Sputnik had once walked this staircase too, and I blushed one person even imagining Sputnik, a little younger than he is now, and Krew, a little more grown up than he is now, colluding in his uniform - no, that doesn't matter.
But naturally, if you stare around, it takes more time to act than people do. During the campus tour, everyone was about to leave me and I was about to get lost several times. Each time, I feel like Lee has been seen with a frightened gaze.
Lunch break, the dining room was crowded and I couldn't find an empty seat, and in the end, I ate the lunch I brought with me on the bench outside. Alone.
Besides, that's not the only element that loses confidence.
"My classmate is amazing."
"Classmates?"
Take a sip of milk tea. Then to Maria's repeated words, Crewe nodded.
It is the standing behavior of classmate Lee that is responsible for one end of Crewe's melancholy.
Starting with the first perfect introduction, the curriculum description seemed to remember all the documents sent in advance: "Doctor, this is the design class now, but this is what the documents said," pointing out the teacher's mistake. During the holidays, Crewe is delighted that he doesn't know that reading the textbooks he will use in class after tomorrow "also teaches you about the treatment of gold banknotes, pleasure". What's a gold note?
What's more, when Crewe doesn't find the eraser and it's cluttered, he's poisoned, "Why don't you bring it, I'm not lazy," and he lends me the eraser, or when he wanders off during the campus tour, he says, "You really are," and he picks me up from nowhere -.
"I'm a kid who can do anything. I can't catch up at all."
"That's not true. Mr. Crewe's a nice girl, too."
Maria comforts me, but it doesn't resonate with Crewe's heart. The fact that the encounter with her was such a pity that 'I was helped where I was lost' also remained heavy on my heart. After all, was it too immature for me to go to school - no.
Desperately arouses a heart that is about to break. That's not true. Even so, I came here of my own free will. Without gaining anything, you can't frustrate me!
Look out the window. It's still a little high to say dusk. Krew swallowed the rest of the cookies and drank the milk tea, declaring for Maria.
"Me, I'm going out for a minute!
"Oh, to which? Why don't you slow down a little bit?
"No, it doesn't. I have homework to do."
"Homework?"
"Yes."
Homework - I feel a little grown-up for words I've never used before.
But I don't have time to be immersed. Tell Maria, who is sipping tea across the street, what it is.
"Tomorrow, I have a class called 'Let's Make Accessory Designs'. It's homework to think about what kind of things you want to use as a motif to create a design. So, I wanted to make something nice, so I thought I'd take a walk around the city."
"Yes.... but crew lol (that one) is coming back, don't you have to wait? Earlier, when I let my servant know that Mr. Crewe had returned home, he replied," I'll be right back, too. "
"No. I'm just being a crew lol dad, because I can't take care of you!
I pointed my right palm at Maria and declared it clear.
This is for Crewe, who is nobody else, or even more so, Crewe's visit to Growth. I'm not just leaning on someone else, I have to work on my own. "I'm sure that guy wants to hear about Mr. Crewe's school too," he added, a little shaken by the words, but I'm sure he'll still see you at dinner. The school report should be done then.
You're tired because you've seen a lot of stuff, I have a little headache. Still, there's something I have to do! Crewe stood up, carrying his bag. The contents are purses, notebooks, and stationery. I've already left the textbooks and the tools for class after tomorrow in my room, so they're pretty light.
"Bye."
A courtesy. And Krew stood up, and walked out on his cheeks.
"Take a walk, even if you say..."
Say hello to the servant who was at the gate and leave the premises through the small door. With the notebook removed from the bag in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, Crewe walked out counter-clockwise around the walls.
A walk, even so.
So far, the only way Crewe could walk out on his own was around the fence surrounding this large lot. I can draw attention to the fact that I even get a carriage ride to school, but this city is huge anyway. Besides, if I get lost in the city, which is who I was also told was' mellow 'in school, I would be bothered by Krulol and Maria, my current parental representation.
Unlike the accustomed city of Riafiat, there is no greater freedom where you go out. Even though I knew that, there was a reason I came out of the house.
... As a matter of fact, homework is no big deal. The teacher told me to "think about it," but it's just a story to think about something like that, in my room. The reason for the walk I just told Maria, "because I want to make something good," is a bright red lie. Still, I chose to take a walk - because if I were to be alone in my room, I would surely be unable to get out of the miserable mood.
Walk right beside the fence to avoid getting in the way of the carriage you go from time to time. They come from Crewe's back and run to the front, or they come from the front and run. Even in Liafiat City, carriages ran with lots of people and flowers, but that's no different in this city.
The experiential school is only day one, but counting since Crewe left Liafiat City, it's day four today. What would everyone in Liafiat City be doing by now? I came to the city of Vealton to get something, but when I got home without getting anything, what would everyone say?... Will the shopkeeper Sputnik laugh? Wouldn't a carriage running there suddenly stop and say, "Experience school was still early for you," and catch Crewe, shove him inside the car and take him back to Liafiat City...
If I had such delusions.
One carriage that came running slowed down... in front of Crewe, stopped.
"What?"
What if, really, to catch myself.
Though I don't think that's supposed to happen, I get on with it - but, of course, that didn't happen. Eventually the door opened and what appeared was a loud shadow and a low voice.
"What are you doing? Here."
"old crew lol"
Crew Lol As president of the Jewellery Chamber of Commerce. He was the current guardian deputy for Crew, Crew Lol. He was the one who surprised me - but earlier Maria said she was headed home from work. On my way home, I guess it just took me through.
But naturally, if you're crew lol, you don't seem to know why Crewe's here.
"I heard you were home, but how could you be here... if"
His mustache moved a little to see what came to mind. And
"Pick me up...?
"Oh, no. It's not like that."
"............... right"
Answer clearly and without misunderstanding.
"So what. I guess shopping."
"No."
Instant answer to that, too. Not even shopping.
"Well... hey, you"
The second half of the word is not for Crewe. Of the carriage I rode, it was against you. Whether there was anything to feel in Crewe's answer, Crew Lol told your man, "Here's fine," and returned the carriage he had taken.
"Are you sure?"
"I don't mind. It's not a long way from home."
"But..."
"I was just scolded the other day by my doctor for exercising a little more. Just fine."
Crewe, who is just an employee of a small store belonging to the club, doesn't really know how amazing an organization called the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber is. But it was a very big organization, and I knew Crew Lol was the greatest person there was. So I didn't know if I could let someone named him walk for Crewe or just get his important time.
But he cared about that. He didn't have the lust, and he asked.
"So, I wonder what you've been up to here right now."
"... Yes, that"
I'm a little lost in matters I talk about.
I don't want to be disappointed when I tell this person, Teng, who invited me to experience school, that I was depressed at experience school. I couldn't be willing to talk about who melancholy is.
So instead, we talk about 'homework'. Leaning against the wall, just like Crewe's - I don't mind the suit getting dirty because of it - he was listening to his homework, and eventually groaned "Cheng Cheng".
"Is that why you were walking around the house with your notebook"
"Yes."
Nodding, Crewe opens his notebook....... although it is white.
And a big, bumpy hand took the notebook. Crew lol supports the open notebook with his left hand and sits on the spot. As Crewe peered in wondering what he was doing, he took his pen out of his pocket and started running the pen over his notebook.
At the end of Crewe's gaze, what would eventually be drawn up on the notebook...
"Good, old crew lol!
Crewe cheered brilliantly on Tiara's painting.
Very authentic - it looks crew - like Sputnik sometimes draws it in the machining room, even though he just painted it in a short time on a children's notebook. It was as if Tiara, a design that the fairy tale princess was about to wear, had been born in no time, on Crewe's notebook.
Wow, he laughed like a prank when he was excited to say wow.
"I used to be a crime scene person, too. I sold gems and walked, and processed ornaments. I've got a little bit of design."
"Like Mr. Sputnik?
"That's right. What I made also had a pretty good reputation.... I just couldn't be as loving as that, whoever he was."
"Mr. Sputnik is too good for a woman."
Shake your arms in order to express your immense anger. To the way it looked, Crew Lol rocked his beard small - apparently, he laughed. On his hands, he had begun to paint Tiara, rings and other accessories, and next... he was beginning to paint flowers. A lily flower.
"... the school"
That, to his word.
Crewe fitted in because he predicted that the words that followed would be "Did you have fun" questions. From what I introduced myself, I could feel free to tell him, the person who invited me to school, about today, when none of this worked - but he didn't ask me that.
What he asked Krew was his appreciation of his behavior at school, not his.
"Paintings, sculptures. There would have been a lot of decorations. I wonder if you liked anything."
"..., yes!
Crewe's thoughts on the school itself.
What reached Krew's heart was everywhere in the school.
There were places, paintings, and pieces all over the school that were too close to each other, but so fascinated by them - forgetting the time and stopping on their feet. Think of it, the teacher didn't blame Crewe for looking around with interest during the school tour.
Large oil paintings and statues decorated on the walls, blow-out ceiling paintings, plaid gates blocking the corridors, columns overlooking the courtyard, tall towers, stained glass with light in it. Even the faucets of the toilet water supply are colored with thin gold lines, as well as sculptures on the desks and chair legs of the classroom. Everywhere on campus is novel and no matter how much time you have, it never runs out.
Crewe is not good at painting, and although he is not so familiar with art and art, touring around the campus was occasional, just like when Sputnik was shown accessories tailored to be "new".
And among other things...
"Um, um, me, I really liked the railings"
"... railings?
"Yes."
To the words of the crew lol I repeat, nod.
His triple-white eyes turned to Crewe. The eyes also seem to think of something.
"It's a staircase leading to the ground floor hall of building one, and there's a sculpture all over the railing, but that's so beautiful. There are a bunch of thin lines combined, and it feels powerful, and, uh, I don't know what to say. It was lovely."
"Handrail... right"
But he said something. It was only for a moment that he did so, and when he turned his gaze to the notebook again, he now drew around the stem.
And to the words of Crewe.
Without stopping his hand moving the pen, he answered:
"If you find something you like, it's more than that."
The experiential school was worth choosing you for. That's what they said.
"Hmm."
Krew just a little bit, he mumbled.
But the mind is less heavy than it was earlier.
"For the first time, in school, I took a class. I don't know, there's so many things I can't do well, just a little, soggy."
"Right."
"Just a little bit, though."
Try to represent the amount of pungency with your finger and thumb. Just, just a little bit.
The increasingly inclined sun dyes the lilies, with every note, crew lol, and crew, in a vermilion. He stopped his hand, moved only his eyes, and looked at Crewe.
And for some reason, I say this.
"Did you hear about Sputnik's time as a student?
"No. What kind of student was Mr. Sputnik?
"... no, fine. If you don't know, it's what I say."
What kind of school life did he lead? I wonder what you've completed and accomplished in this school. But Kruelol didn't tell me that. Shake the cover, and cut the story off.
"Nothing, you don't have to be timid"
"Are you cowardly?"
"You don't need to be able to perfect everything from the start. Don't worry about it. Whether you're wrong or you can't do what you think, you just have to find something here, and if you can't find anything, that's what you get."
…… Is that okay? "
The phrase seems to be adult spare and unconvincing, and the lips are pointy. I came to this school looking for something, and I was wondering if I could really get something with such an easygoing attitude. However,
"Fine. It's an opportunity to experience school, do whatever you want. No annoyance to others, no failure, no thought. Whatever you want."
He answered without hesitation, and he rose when he closed his notebook.
I didn't talk about Sputnik again, nor about Crewe, I just told him to "try whatever you want" again and offered him a beautiful Tiara drawn note, pointing at Crewe.