43 – Fox Havir
After the school trip, I sat down as usual, putting on my glasses and working.
Check individual student assessments and early planning of other events, check incoming reports.
Walking around the city with Mr. Havir on a school trip, the increased stress from work flew away like wings, but another problem arose.
I don’t know what happened between them, but it’s because Havir-san’s former party member, Seri Aporte-san, entered as an assistant to Professor Kyria of the Department of Divine Power without saying a word to me.
Of course, it is the professor’s freedom to bring in an assistant.
In the first place, this kind of system was possible because all the professors at Hestia Academy had already been recognized.
If you look at it this far, ‘What’s wrong with her, an excellent adventurer and holy power user, helping her professor teach her students?’ I can also say
That’s it. Seri Aporte is an excellent adventurer and a holy power user [Saint]. She
She must have the confidence to be second to none when it comes to using divine power, and she has such skills.
She’s definitely better than Professor Kiria.
She says that she teaches students nothing but ‘divine power’, but will she become a mere professor’s assistant?
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No. I think absolutely not.
I can only think of one thing here.
She made the decision that Principal Freya would not hire her.
Otherwise, there is no way he would come to me and ask me to hire him as a professor.
Serri Aporte is an S-class adventurer and a saint.
At which academy could she refuse her job?
Even so, Seria Porte made a firm decision that he was not picking her.
So you wouldn’t even try to talk to me.
So why did Seri Aporte decide that I wasn’t hiring her?
The answer was simple.
There is only one thing between me and Seri Aporte.
“Mr. Havir.”
‘She must have noticed that Professor Ikeul’s true identity is Mr. Havir. And she probably thinks I know what she did to Mr. Havir.’
What the hell did you do?
When I thought of the pain Havir must have suffered, I began to feel angry.
It was then.
Smart-
I heard a knock on the door outside.
“Oops.”
‘Too hot. Maybe because Mr. Havir has become a precious person to me…?’
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‘A precious person…?’
Kyaaak!
She didn’t make a sound, but her face turned red and she felt embarrassed.
‘A precious person! Even I did not know!’
‘Oh!’
Unbeknownst to himself, he felt ashamed and left a person in front of the door.
‘Kuhmm…’
“Come in.”
‘Pretending to be working… Pretending to be working…’
I deliberately pretended to be working for a while to maintain a poker face, then slowly raised my head.
‘Huh?’
“Mr. Havir! What are you doing?”
I felt better right away.
It was a bonus that his face loosened up as soon as he said he was going to keep his poke face.
“I was wondering if that would be available this week.”
“Time? Of course!”
‘There’s a lot of work left, though. I told you to conquer love with my own hands, so it’s all Sergen’s fault!’
“Then why don’t we go to the hot spring together?”
‘Oh… A hot spring…? Two…Two together…? Can’t this… Ask for a date…?!’
“Are you Frey?”
‘Hot! I’ve been absent-minded again!’
“…A hot spring?”
“Yes, I thought it would be fun to go with you.”
‘I thought it would be fun to go with me!’
“I’ll go! Unconditionally! I’ll go!”
I was so excited about his date request that I grabbed both of his hands without realizing it.
If you think about it, it could be a rude act, but rather, Havir said with a smile on his eyes.
“Then, let’s meet tomorrow at the teleport field.”
“Yes!”
Come to think of it, there was something I kept thinking about the other day when I was with Havir in the fantasy city of Erkil (‘Can you say it’s a date?’).
‘Words… This doesn’t work…’
I wanted to say something because I was embarrassed, but my voice didn’t come out.
‘It’s scary to be rejected… But if it stays like this, there won’t be any progress.’
I said, forcing my neck.
“Will…”
‘Ah!’
I tried to speak, but my voice must have been lacking.
“Yes?”
Look, you’re asking me back because I couldn’t hear you properly.
But I did it once… I can’t give up here!
“That… From the other day… I thought… Can we just let go of our words…?”
I spoke with the posture and expression of looking up from the bottom where the man Sergen told me about died.
“Let’s talk?”
But Havir didn’t respond.
‘Am I not attractive?! Confidence disappears. Ooh…’
“Yes…”
Having almost been rejected, I was half desperate.
“Okay Freya.”
But the answer that came out of his mouth gave me a big happy smile without my knowledge.
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I made an appointment with Freya, and the next day I arrived at the teleport field an hour earlier than the scheduled time.
“Am I the first to come?”
Well, I came early.
As I waited while drinking coffee at a nearby cafe, a beautiful woman in a white dress waved her hand and started running.
“Habir!”
It was Freya.
I said I was going to let go of the words, but I’m ashamed again to hear it.
Come to think of it, there was something I heard when I was in Astria.
It happened when I went to a local festival with Harin when I was on good terms with the party members.
-…Hey, do you have anything to say?
-··? No?
-···No.
Suddenly at the festival, Harin was upset with her, so she asked Seri.
-Havir made a mistake. Didn’t Harin look different at that time?
-Hmm… She came wearing really nice clothes.
– Yes! That’s it! You have to tell the girl that yourself!
– Is that so?
-Mr. But did Harin and I go to the festival alone?
…I don’t want to think about it anymore, so let’s stop.
The next day was the day Gaur had an accident.
Anyway, I looked at Freya and said, recalling the memory of that time.
“The clothes are nice, they fit well.”
Then Freya’s face suddenly turned red.
“Ah, well, uh, heh, uh, I mean, thank you…”
Seeing that he stutters, he seems a little taken aback.
“Ha… Havir’s clothes are nice too, right?”
I also came out wearing plain clothes.
Different from wearing only black every day, a brown coat, white top and black pants.
“Thank you.”
I thanked him and smiled.
Then Freya’s face turned noticeably red again.
“Ah, uh, that, yes!”
Freya’s condition is strange today.
Do you have a fever?
I put my hand on Freya’s forehead.
Then Freya’s already red face turned redder.
“Freya! Isn’t that a fever?!”
“It’s because of you…You…!”
Why is this because of me?!
Dude…
Dense…