Unmotivated Hero’s Tale (WN)

Newly built school building slightly away from the training station.

In the corner of that school building, there is an experimental room called Ein Laboratory, usually without a landlord.

This room was reserved for a man who suddenly visited this school six months ago, as well as the room of Dr. Weird, who became Ferm's instructor in charge.

"Dr. Ein, Dr. Ein! Come on, wake up."

"Mmm...... oh, a ferm. It's rare at this hour."

A brunette with shaken shoulders looks at a student swelling her cheeks in front of her and rubs her eyes into her mouth like that.

The light-haired silver-haired student then turned to protest at the sloppy researcher, who was taking a grand nap despite midday, with a frightened look on his face.

"That's not unusual, at all. Doctor can only come here once a week, so hold on."

"Hmm... Ha, you sure do. But, see. It's such a lovely day to take a nap. What a waste."

"What is a nap day, a nap day? Or did you look at the draft graduation report? If that doesn't go through, if I'm bad, I'm still old."

Ferm, the premier student of the reconstructed Royal Rhindle University, did not hesitate to complain when he gave a heartfelt look at the helpless man in front of him.

It is assumed at its inception that graduation reports will be imposed on top students at Rhindle University as a condition for graduation. And unless it was submitted and approved by the instructor in charge, even though they had to keep Fermu, president of the school year.

As a result, Fermu remembered the inconvenience of hiding in the fact that students who thought they were inferior to the surrounding themselves were taking a step backwards, believing that they were excellent and unsuspecting, as they went through one report after another.

"Retention years... I don't think it's bad enough. It's nice to be able to live a relaxing student life."

"You know what, Doctor? You may not know the teacher from elsewhere, but this country was screwed up by a man named Muracene, and he's just finally starting to get on track as a country. Honestly, I want to work for this country right now."

"I don't think we need to be in such a hurry. You're good enough, and this country. See, it's so peaceful. There's no need to rush."

Ein discusses herself with a bitter laugh while interacting as if she didn't know which one was the mentor at hand.

Meanwhile, in the wake of the way the man in front of him lived and viewed too appropriately, Fermu could not help but exhale a great sigh of sigh.

"Ha... because the teacher is this"

"Whatever your graduation is, the report seems to have promised, so shall I look through it? Wait a minute."

"I knew you hadn't read it..."

When Ain hands the draft, which was kept as it was last week in the corner of his desk, Fermu drops his shoulder like he's tired, staring at the instructor in front of him with his jito eyes.

But the dark-haired man, who didn't even show a bare gesture that he cared about such a student, continued to read the drafts he had in his hands one after the other, with his cheek wand on.

"Hmm, that's pretty great. As an applied development form of additive magic, the idea of diverting demonic stones for constant fixation is certainly not bad as an eye-opening. But... yeah."

Ain, who slightly obliquely read the draft he had received, shut up there, wrinkling between his eyebrows.

Meanwhile, Ferm, who was surprised at Ain's reaction, has urged ahead with a slightly lower voice.

"But?"

"I don't know how to put it...... to be honest, I don't know if it would make it interesting without it. It's a mechanism that I've almost established as a concept. I'm sorry, but could you rewrite it and bring it back by next week?

"Doctor! Everyone else in my class is depending on the body of the report. But I'm the only one who's still rewriting at the end of the draft... and what's the reason for that abstract rewrite?"

Against the dark-haired man, who still ordered him to rewrite with his sleeping eyes, Ferm argues with his eyes suspended.

Ain then grinned bitterly as troubled, slowly opening his mouth.

"Oh... the other kids are. But the other students are the other students. And you are you. Isn't that right?

"That's right..."

"Mr. Fermu. Well, to be honest, the draft report is well done. But I don't really want to do this, but on the contrary, it stops there."

"... What's wrong with a well done report?

In response to Ein's remarks, the still unconvincing expression Ferm immediately bites into his words and actions.

Then the dark-haired man in front of him scratched his head twice as he floated his weak face.

"Nothing bad...... but in the future you're looking to climb up in this country, aren't you? If that's the case, I can't seem to write anything but small pieces of content as a stiffness to this extent. You can even take one report."

"But it's not like you can't go up there because the report is bad. He's a Clarice hero, for example, but when he was in the army, he hardly gave a report."

A hero who appeared neglected in the western part of the continent and disappeared as a result of a comet.

The man's anecdote has become half legendary in this line dollar with his footprints, and thus not much exaggerated content. One of them was that Yui Istarz had never written a report.

This is also an anecdote that leaves all the work, such as the report, to a trustworthy subordinate, who in his brain is said to have always thought about the future of the continent years to decades away. Naturally, however, such legends were transmitted somewhere with the addition of refraction and foot color.

"Clarice's hero. Hey. I can't say anything because I haven't heard a lot of rumors about it directly from anyone else... do you really have that to say?

"Yes! Are you sure, Doctor? It's that Yui Istarz, Yui Istarz. You really don't know?

Hearing Ein's remarks, Fermu asks so with a glance at something incredible when he opens his eyes to surprise too much.

"Yui Istarz... well, it's true that I've never met him in person"

"Isn't it possible that you can meet a teacher or something? You're a hero of the western continent. I mean, I can't believe I don't know much about those famous hero rumors... you can't be stuck in a lab too much and just experiment. The teacher isn't the same age as that hero, so be more shunny."

"I guess I'm not so shan... I'm proud to say that this is a lot more than I used to be"

Ain tries to defend himself with a small voice as he grins weakly with his hands on his chin.

"... so? What kind of life you used to have, at all? Well, more than that, what do you think, Doctor? Do you think the hero Yui Istarz was still assassinated?

"Come on, I don't know. Outreach, you might be able to relax and live freely."

In response to a young man's inquiry in front of him, Ain answers as he lifts his cheeks slightly with his hands on his chin.

"You know, I'm not a teacher. Because he's a hero who hung a huge area from the Rhindle to the Empire on his crotch for a short time and ran through the western part of the continent. I can't imagine being more relaxed like that."

In response to Ein's remarks as he sees fit, Fermu tells him so with half a shudder.

Having heard that view of Ferm, Ain, leaning slightly at his neck with a bitter smile, corrected the direction of the deviant story.

"I wonder if that's what it is. Ma, I don't care about people who aren't here right now. More than that, what are you going to do with your challenges?"

When Ain said so, he exhales a loud sigh once. And as he turned his gaze again to Fermu, he opened his mouth again.

"Mr. Ferm, if you're not sure you're going to write something that satisfies me, you don't have to write a report like this. I know you're good there, so I'll take responsibility for your graduation. And well, based on that, what do you want to do?

"… Again, I'm going to come up with something that will satisfy the teacher. So just give me a minute."

Ferm, who was hurt in pride not least by Ein's remarks, gently bites his lower lip at the same time accepting resubmissions that even seem unreasonable.

Meanwhile, knowing or not the mood of such a student, Ain made it clear that when he smiled nicely after that remark, he would help in a mild manner.

"Yeah, well, it seems I'm in charge of your graduation, too, so I'll help you out a little bit. I'll arrange for the necessary materials to be delivered to your home at a later date, so please refer to me. Well, good night with that."

Having said that, Ain't got a satisfying look on his face just saying that he's told him everything he wants to say now, and he starts to lay awake at his desk as he does at the front.

That's how he saw a helpless, damned man in front of him, and when Ferm covered his own face with his right hand, he spewed out a loud sigh into the void with his own emotions without a place to go.