Today is the day of the admission briefing and procedures at Balfour School. The faculty are all driven out on school holidays to accommodate prospective entrants.

I've been commissioned as a combat instructor for two days a week since this year, and I'm no exception. My current job is with the Knights of the King's Landing, but I am one of the teachers here. We must strive for fresh adult backward guidance.

In recent years, there has been an increase in the number of vicious monsters trekking the King's Capital, and there is a rush to strengthen their combat power.

I've never attended a briefing as a teacher, but the atmosphere seems to be tingling this time.

It's not impossible. There are a larger number of prospective entrants next year than usual.

That top is definitely Prince Chiaran. The person who will succeed His Majesty Elias and become the next king will be the teacher. The students' positions are not all equal, and there is nothing to worry about as the teaching side.

In addition, Fuji Yuka, a summoner from other worlds, has been enrolled. It's not here because it's still being withheld for safety reasons, but it's almost certainly because of the mobility vision. As a patron, the Langley family is making a name for themselves, so there is no problem in terms of credibility.

Since the kidnapping, Euca has clearly changed. Even if it's the same as working hard, it's natural and doesn't feel as impossible as before. And from time to time, I talk about new friends with pleasure. From that state of affairs, I can see that I really admire it.

He always does. Change the people involved into good shape and be loved by others. No matter how much shape or position you've changed in the past, that doesn't change.

And then Noah Clayton, the grandson of Prime Minister Clayton. He is also the best friend of the prince and one of the people who stands at the centre of politics. For many of the students, there will be a variety of thoughts surrounding their plans to become direct supervisors in the future.

Besides, during the kidnapping, Maximilian Langley, the next Duke, came from the Langley family who shook the neighborhood with their unwavering arms. I saw it closely in the interview earlier, but I felt it was already incredibly strong at that age.

And...

The noisy air of the briefing suddenly calmed down.

Langley's sister and brother came into the hall through the door.

They're as prominent as ever. Most of the people here will never see the real thing, even if they hear rumors. There are breathtaking signs from all over the venue.

Although there was an exchange of letters, I've never seen Gladys since the kidnapping. I've been worried for a long time, but I was relieved to see you looking well.

When I was kidnapped in front of me, I thought my heart would freeze. How desperate I was to go looking for Gladys at a stalled party. I was disqualified as an escort when I made Euca second.

I can see that both men and women are in love with her figure. As always, costumes with unfamiliar designs that deviate from common sense suit you very well.

Already an adult, it became more beautiful and attractive. A face that is not laughing is as cold as ice. Still, no one can keep an eye on the perfect shape.

In this kind of place, feelings that are difficult to express are buzzing up to my sister and brother, who are always wearing arms together as usual. Maximilians are just as complicated as the Tristan they admire.

Gladys' cold expression suddenly faded like a flower.

Your heart beats unexpectedly.

Prince Chiaran and Noah, who noticed the appearance of the two, waved from the front row seat. Gladys walks as expected and sits next to her.

The old man was treated almost uniformly and never changed for anyone. I can understand now that nobody was special in the true sense of it.

Her attitude towards forgiving opponents is distinct from others now. With her complete defense system, she is completely unsuspecting at all times. Too unprotected to be harassed sometimes.

I've run into her before, who fell ill. If I think about it, do I get a point as a person I trust a little?

The rendezvous with the princes drew more and more attention to the venue. It's just another world.

I'm sure they're used to it. I enjoy chatting without paying any attention to the eyes of my future classmates.

I was consciously distracted. As a teacher, you can't just look at specific students. I can't help but sigh inside.

I didn't want to notice such feelings.

Julius remembers the party when she won the Harvey Award.

Prince Chiaran and Gladys shocked me. A smiling sight of boys and girls dancing close by, perhaps whoever sees it.

But Gladys was crying.

I felt a shock that I could not express. I've never seen a teacher who is more generous, stronger and cheerful than anyone.

What have I ever seen? I didn't know anything about the teacher I respected so much.

The prince, who was supposed to meet him before long, felt jealous about supporting the teacher and bitten his unworthy teeth.

Why don't you rely on your teacher?

I realized that I was mistaken. There is no such thing as a strong human being.

For the first time, I saw a weak, defensible woman.

Then, curiously, I consciously observed Gladys. Rather, when I entered the same spot, my gaze went on its own.

Every time I met, I saw a face I didn't know, and Professor Zachariah's image fell apart.

Who am I looking at right now?

Dr. Zachariah? Or is it Gladys Langley? - No, that's a strange idea in the first place.

Just look at the guy in front of you. Because that was the difference between me and the prince.

The results I've seen - I have to admit, this emotion. Respect doesn't seem to deceive me anymore.

--To be honest, thank you.

Why am I a teacher at a time like this? On the other hand, I would rather be a teacher.

Because I can make an excuse to stop.

Even if you are a new person, the fact that you are a dear and dear teacher to me remains the same for the rest of your life. I wasn't ready for the relationship yet.

Anyway, when I see them laughing at each other who understand her, my chest makes a senseless noise.

Because they have no preconceptions, they can only see her now. Julius is older than me, in a sense. That's why they'll miss you so much.

Knowing Dr. Zachariah, I may be quite unfavourable in that regard.

Now, being a leader is a deterrent.

But one day, when the time comes for me to be allowed to stand, will I be able to keep my distance from Gladys as it is?