16 – Different Dreams
The moment I realized my mistake, Marie’s cheeks were already bright red.
Sorry, I tried to pick up the words, but rather than that, he raised his voice a little faster.
“What are you talking about! Open up, commoners like fountains… !”
Marie hurriedly avoided my gaze, gulped down the water and fanned her hand.
You can clearly see what he’s thinking just by looking at him.
Damn it. This is why people have to go through the process of reviewing words two or three times before uttering them.
Anyway, this time it was true that I made a mistake first, so I decided to explain.
“No, it was a mistake. It doesn’t mean that….”
“No, what’s wrong! Mmm, of course, I was grateful for the forgiveness and cleared up the misunderstanding, but…. That, but that can’t be!”
Can’t we just stop covering our breasts like that beggar?
I feel like I want to say a word about what I keep covering when I have nothing to look at.
“So no. I was going to ask another favor, but the words just came out of nowhere.”
I reduced the boiling heat and added an explanation.
Marie still couldn’t erase her suspicious eyes, but she replied with a better expression than before.
. What kind of favor were you thinking of asking, so that such a thing could come out?”
What are you asking for?
Yeah….
“I was thinking of asking to be your slave.”
“… Elisha, as expected, this man is of low quality.”
“Let’s listen to the end for now.”
Excuse me for being low quality.
It’s because that’s the only word that fits, so it wasn’t a story with a particularly vulgar meaning.
Before long, Marie emptied her water cup in front of her and nodded her head.
“Ha. Anyway, I know roughly what that means. I want you to act as your errand boy, right?”
“They communicate well.”
I wondered if my delusional wall would flare up again and spread nonsense.
Still, she seems to be a child of an educated family, so her head is working well.
“Because there is no way you can say such a thing in front of a third person without going crazy.”
“Is that too?”
Well, if I meant to be a real slave, Elisha wouldn’t have let me go.
Even if Amman’s friend made a mistake and lost the bet, who would be watching silently as she fell into her slave?
“Okay.”
Within seconds, Mari, who had been staring at me with a sullen look on her chin, opened her mouth.
“Because I’m grateful for forgiving you so easily, and for causing trouble to you…. I should accept that much.”
As expected.
There was nothing in her that made her a little easier to forgive her a little bit ago for her demands.
An errand boy, a role that would hurt the pride of an aristocrat.
Because I expected that it would be difficult to take on that just with the outcome of the bet.
So I deliberately put the debt on my mind.
A sense of self-reliance about herself that she was able to pass on to the mercy of the common people, and a shame that she could not completely wash away that sin.
The combination of those two results and the authority of the bet made it so easy to make Marie my subordinate.
“However, it is not allowed to act outside of ethics.”
“What do you think of me?”
It’s as if he’s asserting that I’m going to make him do something unethical.
I threw her a word out of her astonishment, and Marie turned her head away and pouted her lips.
It feels like I have a subordinate that is difficult to deal with.
But in the long run, it wouldn’t be a bad choice, so let’s think positively.
“Come to think of it, didn’t Elisha take care of your studies after school?”
“Huh.”
My words came out slurred because I was messing around with food that I had forgotten in the middle of a conversation.
“I’ll give you that class as well.”
“Why do you help me with my studies?”
There is already a good man named Elisha, so why?
Even if she studies at least, I don’t know if this guy does better,
“Yes, you asked me to play the role of an errand boy!”
“That’s right….”
You just have to do what I tell you to do, I don’t know why you’re trying to increase your work.
Or is this guy still suspecting that I’m going to do some dirty tricks to Elisha?
“What is it? Could it be that I’m not in class A, so I can’t trust you?”
“Of course.”
I responded to Mari, who was glaring at me sullenly, without thinking for a second.
Comparison is impossible in the first place.
Elisha, who is considered an honor student in class A, and Mari, who is slightly above average in class B.
Which of the two would you like to learn from? If asked, would there be an idiot who would choose the latter?
“Hey! If you lose me, you will definitely regret it, right? It’s because I’m a bit lacking in actual combat, because I’m proud of being second to most class A cadets in theory.”
“That much?”
I twitched my eyebrows in doubt at her Marie’s self-appeal.
It’s strange. Even in the original work, it seems that there was no setting that Marie was good at theory.
Above all, there is a formula in my head that says, “Pingchang = bad brain,” So I don’t trust it easily.
While I was in deep trouble like that.
Elisha, who was sitting across from her, defended Marie.
“Marie is right. Besides, unlike me, he belongs to the Department of Magic, so he’s a bit quicker in that area.”
“Really?”
Come to think of it, Elisha was in the same combat department as me.
Then, does that mean that Mari might be better in terms of magic theory?
Of course, the part I’m lost in is the magic theory, so I’m a little more worried.
Since it’s worth the money, let’s take a lesson from this guy.
‘I can’t continue to cause trouble to Elisha.’
Yes.
It might be more comfortable to think that she is taking advantage of the scandalous guy as I please, rather than building up a debt of heart to Elisha, who helps me without much benefit.
After tidying up inside, I shifted my gaze to Marie.
“Then, come to the library after school today. I will judge you based on the skills you teach.”
“Ugh, annoying. As if she was anything….”
“Any complaints?”
“No! I’ll go right after school, so just wait!”
Marie started eating, nervously grabbing a fork and knife, screaming at her
This guy has a taste for teasing.
She felt much lighter at the thought that she had been given a shot.
* * * *
After school on the same day.
As promised, the two met at the library and started studying.
Even if it’s studying, it’s just a relationship where Marie unilaterally helps Bell.
“You teach better than you think. Easy to understand.”
Bell, who continued to study under Marie’s teachings, spat out an unbiased comment.
Certainly, unlike Elisha, she was ticklish, and although her tone was a bit harsh, her teaching skills were considerable.
She just proves that saying that she is good at her theories isn’t her form.
“Everything, isn’t it obvious? It’s empty talk, so focus on it. Because I want to finish quickly.”
“It should be.”
Bell also wanted to finish her studies quickly and go to the dormitory to lie down.
That’s why she picked up her pen again and focused on her open book.
Looking at her side profile, Marie showed her eyes that were somewhat unexpected.
While she was studying and all, she thought that she would be polite in a subtle way, but she didn’t show the slightest sign of it.
‘He really doesn’t do anything.’
Before Marie came here, she had all sorts of delusions and she was ashamed of herself.
“Sorry, do you have an eraser?”
While she was cooling her hot face from the fan of her hand.
Belle suddenly looked around her desk for her eraser.
In response, Marie took out her white eraser from her pencil case and raised her eyebrows as if it were absurd.
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“Doesn’t someone who studies doesn’t even carry an eraser?”
“I used it all but forgot to buy a new one.”
“Ugh.”
With a sigh of relief, Marie placed her eraser on top of her own hand, which she spread as if to take it.
Then Belle extended her hand straight ahead of hers in a brief thank you.
“Oh, thanks.”
Swoop.
“…… !?”
At the same time, Marie pulled back her body to the edge of her chair in shock, and opened her eyes wide.
Apparently, it was because they felt each other’s hands touching a little while ago.
On the other hand, Bell is not particularly conscious, or she does not even know that she has been touched, she just continues her studies with a calm expression.
‘Annoying.’
Marie strangely felt her pride hurt at that sight.
I don’t even want to receive attention from a man like this.
The reason why I blushed when I heard the embarrassing lines of a confession earlier was because I was embarrassed, and it wasn’t because I was sore.
But she felt that her self-esteem as a woman was being shattered when she looked at people like stones.
“Marie.”
As he moved his pen, he said her name without even making eye contact.
“Why are you calling me?”
A harsh tone came out of Mari’s mouth as a reflex.
When she calls someone, isn’t it polite to have a conversation while making eye contact with her?
Who couldn’t even keep basic etiquette like this because he was afraid he wasn’t from a commoner?
I don’t particularly want to make eye contact with a man like this, but it’s just basic courtesy.
“Let’s do one favor.”
“Huh? Boo, please… ?”
Did he even listen to her thoughts?
Her bell met her gaze and stared at her with her rather serious eyes.
His face and eyes, bathed in the sunset light coming through the window, shone red.
It looks a little wild, but when her sharp features and sharp jawline caught Marie’s eyes, she felt her heart thump for some reason.
Looking back, I hate to admit it, but her face was her taste.
Because she preferred a man from a well-bred aristocratic family to a man full of masculinity rather than a slender man.
‘No! What are you thinking! Marie Lesty!’
Having reached that point, Mari hurriedly shook her head and brushed off her thoughts.
It’s a story that doesn’t cost half a penny.
Amman’s face suits her taste, she has a broad tolerance for easily forgiving her mistakes, and it’s true that she’s a hard worker who stays behind after school to the end, which is an added bonus.
But even so, she told the commoner that she couldn’t do anything against her, and Marie built up her pride.
“What, what is it… ?”
She replies with both of her noses up to see where she’s going.
However, her cheeks were exceptionally red, if not the color of the sunset.
Her Bell, who was staring at her, reached out her hand abruptly.
Marie looked at his broad hand as he approached, but she couldn’t stop it and rolled her foot.
I wonder if it wasn’t a mistake to say a confession earlier?
When the situation is created, she rushes right in. If this is not a beast, what is it?
‘But….’
But suddenly Marie reminded herself that she could not resist him.
She said that although they had agreed that she should not act against ethics, she had done wrong to him, so she thought that once she could turn a blind eye to her, she gently looked at her eyes. Closed
Just like that, the hand that reached out to her bell gradually drew closer to her.
Jjallang.
“… Huh?”
Marie opened her eyes at the sound of paper being unfolded.
Then, what she sees in front of her are several coins placed on Bell’s outstretched hand.
Unable to comprehend the situation, Marie looked at the coin in her hand and at Bell’s face.
What do you mean by this?
That question was soon solved.
“I’m hungry after studying, so buy some bread with this.”
The blood in her whole body cooled down and her heartbeat, which had been pounding just a moment ago, quieted down as if it had stopped.
Marie couldn’t admit her reality and her eyes quivered and she forcibly opened her tightly closed lips.
“… That’s a favor, is it?”
“Uh.”
Bell nodded her head confidently as if there was something wrong.
Looking at that unconcerned appearance, Marie thought seriously.
I don’t want to kill this man, I want to defeat him with all my might.
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