Episode 113
34. Exciting Archery Club (3)
In the end, Linell, who could not overcome the barrier of race and surrendered to the covenant, had no choice but to answer my questions unconditionally.
“I don’t know how to get Professor Helen’s attention.”
【Uh-huh, I don’t answer straight away.】
“Gee, it’s real!”
As Lioner growled, Linell put on a face of the world’s injustice.
“The professor is at his own pace. The reason I was able to learn a lot was because he said he liked the way I was different from the general Artel.”
‘A different look? Do you like the appearance of the 2nd bottle growing?’
I crossed my arms and pondered. That’s definitely the case.
Artel’s closed personality was applied equally to everyone, unless they were of the same race.
Helen, who is so arrogant, might have felt that way.
But now, Linell is a self-proclaimed ‘wandering artel’ and has kept her distance from both her own kind and humans.
Do geeks get along with geeks?
In a way, it was only natural that Linell and Helen were a good match.
‘Then you’re saying that you have to attract aggro in the end… … .’
I originally came here to get that hint, but it’s only then that I’m finally standing still.
“Then do you know what the professor likes? Snacks or something.”
“Snack? You must have liked Central Terrier’s pudding.”
Pudding, pudding… … .
I fell deep in thought.
After this, I have no choice but to go to the sport I am the best at.
‘Does it have to be harder than the Heretic Judgment Bureau? I bet you, K-hospitality can be captured with one shot!’
I nodded lightly, and immediately started the operation.
* * *
Finally, the long, long day of work has come to an end.
Helen Merses, a professor in charge of the intermediate class at Arin Faculty, took a quick step towards the office and bedroom.
There was a separate house outside of the faculty, but it was cumbersome to get there, so it was common to go to sleep in the office.
‘ah… … I feel tired.’
Opening the closed door like that, Helen Merces felt a strange sense of incongruity.
The faculty room, which was almost like a landfill, had been swept away.
Even just yesterday, the head of the professor was nagging at the beauty department for too many complaints.
In the end, it looked like he couldn’t stand it and had it removed from the hairdressing department.
“Well then.”
Helen thought so and jumped onto the bed on the other side.
The fluffy matrix gently wrapped her body and squirmed into the comfy duvet.
It was the only reason she became a full professor because everything in the world was annoying and boring.
The fact that the private office is cleaned by the bachelor’s cleaner!
There is no better benefit than this for her, who usually spends time cleaning and building walls.
‘I wish we could clean our house a little like this… … .’
Helen Merses thought so and fell into a tiring sleep.
a few hours after that.
Helen shook her frizzy hair and got up from the bed.
I looked out the window, and the day was completely dark. I slept for two or three hours.
“Ugh, I have class tomorrow. I’ll have to go home.”
If the next day was a day off, I would have just been here.
But I had to prepare for class, and it was time to take a shower as my hair was getting greasy.
It’s annoying, but as a professor, you have to have a minimum of responsibility and dignity.
“Kuguguk-!”
She stretched out like a cat, and limped out of the blanket.
It was then that I found something neatly laid out on the desk.
A small box with a familiar design.
“uh?”
Did something like this happen before?
Helen reached out and picked up the box in question.
Inside, the custard pudding sold at the Central Terrier’s dessert shop, which she uses as a regular, was beautifully packed.
And what caught her attention was the neat handwriting.
‘You worked hard today.’
It was the phrase
Could it be that Lineel came and went? Linell was the only one who could give him such a gift.
Because I couldn’t say that I was particularly close with the middle class kids I’m in charge of now.
“What is it… I don’t think the bachelor’s cleaner would have given it to me.”
They were always looking at Helen like a gilnyang.
Helen didn’t really care about such things, so she didn’t complain or complain.
He thought that there was no way one of them would like him.
And in the first place, most of the hairdressers were middle-aged women rather than young men.
“One hundred percent Linell must have left it.”
Helen, convinced of the sender of the unexpected gift, unwrapped the box.
The pudding, which made me salivate just looking at it, was generously showing off its fine appearance.
I’m sure I’ve just woken up, and I’m just out of bed.
Helen looked at the pudding in question for a moment, then put a spoonful in her mouth.
“Ummm…!”
It was just right for my taste.
Helen shook her head at the pleasant sweetness and nodded.
‘It’s also Linel!’
* * *
Once upon a time, there was a joke on the Internet called the Yogurt Confession Method.
It is a confession method that can be done in a library or school.
If you put yogurt every morning on the desk of the opposite sex.
It means that at first, you don’t drink because you think it’s not yours, but later you think that it’s for you and you drink.
Then, a month later, he visits me and asks me to buy a meal for the price of yogurt… … A confession method like back X.
At the time, I thought who was cheating on it, but after thinking about it, I realized that it was worth taking advantage of.
Didn’t they say that if the favor continues, it’s a right?
This means that if a lasting favor is interrupted for any reason, you will definitely be attracted to that person as aggro.
People tend to overreact when their rights are violated.
So I became Professor Helen’s bullshit for a while.
Professor Helen’s schedule was publicly posted, so whenever the time was right, I cleaned up the messy room.
When I didn’t have time, I gave Taehoon a deal called ‘exemption from eating alone’ to replace him.
But the most important thing was the yogurt.
It was because he thought that simply cleaning would not be enough to turn off Helen’s aggro.
So I went into the professor’s room every day when Helen was probably asleep, and left the pudding secretly out of the way.
I just repeated it until yesterday.
To be honest, wouldn’t it be Hyeja if you did it for a week?
That pudding was more expensive than I thought.
I didn’t know how much it cost 30 Kelly each for fear of not being a high-end dessert.
‘With 30 Kelly, you can eat five bowls of hot pork soup at a soup restaurant in eight weeks.’
Anyway, as of today, it’s only been two days since the pudding confession method was stopped.
I was waiting for her, hiding at the end of the hallway to see Professor Helen’s reaction.
‘come!’
She always went straight to her office as soon as class was over, without stopping.
Helen Merces showed up, pulling shoes straight every day.
She slammed the door open as if nothing happened, then paused for a moment to check something.
I had a hunch that she was checking the pudding on the desk. Look at me, your head is spinning.
‘You must be conscious.’
Professor Helen twisted her body from side to side, looking for the pudding meticulously to see if it was somewhere else.
It’s not hard
I finally failed to find the pudding and looked at her shrugging her shoulders as she entered the room.
rumble.
As soon as the office door was closed, I picked up the pudding box I had prepared in advance.
Without hesitation, he opened the door to the professor’s room. There is no need to act secretly now that I had to be caught on purpose.
As he opens the door, he meets Helen, who was squatting and checking under the furniture.
‘I was looking for something to eat 100%.’
Struggling to keep the laughter that was about to burst out of the behavior pattern that was so easy to understand.
I looked very embarrassed and took a step back.
Helen’s eyes turned to my face, then moved to the pudding box she was holding in her right hand.
He noticed who the student who had brought the pudding so far was.
Helen Merces’s face was puzzled, and I scratched the back of my head to finish it off with certainty.
“Ahaha… I didn’t know the professor was awake.”
“Did you say Baeksan-woo? It was you.”
As if I had made a big mistake on purpose, I bowed my upper body 90 degrees and apologized to Helen.
“Sorry! Excuse me!!”
As soon as I showed any signs of leaving, Helen’s shoulder approached me and grabbed my arm.
‘Caught!’
It was completely working.
Without letting go of my bewildered expression, I stared at Professor Helen.
“…?”
But is it because I’m thinking too easily? The words that came out of her mouth were completely unexpected.
“Even if you go, leave the pudding behind.”
“Yes?”
* * *
“That’s right. You want to learn the know-how from me?”
Helen, who had already emptied the pudding, said while wiping her lips with a tissue.
“Yes.”
“I like it. Passed. Instead, continue cleaning in the future.”
For a moment I thought I heard it wrong.
What is it?
“No? Don’t like it.”
I thought it was a pretty cool idea, but somehow it feels like I’ve dug my own grave.
“Even if I get a recommendation from Professor Kehlin, if I don’t like it, I won’t tell you.”
Now it was almost counter-intimidation.
yes what do you do
It would be better to take comfort in not asking for pudding.
“……I’ll do it.”
The conclusion was already decided from the beginning.
I accepted her offer before I changed my mind for nothing.
“Then we’ll see you somewhere.”
“Right now?”
“Then we should start now. I don’t know anything about you, so how can I teach you?”
It was indeed a reasonable decision.
‘Thank you for coming out like this. Right now, every day is urgent.’
Even if the third episode of Paradise Academia is over, it’s not like we can’t just take a break.
As the proficiency level has been opened in the status window, when you need to focus more on personal training or item farming.
“Then, follow me.”
“Yep!!”
The place she suddenly got up from and followed her was to Arin’s training ground.
The training ground in the basement of the main building where Professor Helen’s office is located.
It wasn’t quite as big as a small training ground or a large training ground that was separated into a separate building, but it wasn’t too bad for something built underground.
“It’s my first time here.”
“People don’t come often because the facilities are not as good as the off-campus training grounds.”
Helen Merses said so and threw a longbow at me hanging in the corner of the training ground.
Now she’s not the helpless and sleepy figure she usually sees in the office.
He had returned to the figure of a seasoned and experienced professor he had shown in class.
“You just shoot?”
“Yeah. I’ll see the posture and everything.”
I stood in front of her and looked straight at the target 20 m away.
He even put arrows in his bow.
‘It’s my first time actually shooting.’
It’s been 3 weeks since I started taking classes at Arin Faculty. So far, there has been only theoretical knowledge.
In retrospect, this is the first practice.
I calmly pondered what Helen had taught me in class.
‘The arms and legs holding the bow are precisely T-shaped, and the hand holding the arrow is slightly upward… … .’
Step your left foot forward and step on the ground.
As it was, one arrow was correctly put on the string. The standard knocking as it is in theory.
Then the tight tension began to press the arm muscles.
Tilt your head at a 45-degree angle so that the arrow and your gaze are horizontal.
He stopped breathing and released the arrow he was aiming for.
Nettle juice-!
I heard the sound of an arrow that had left my hand, cutting through the air. An arrow that reached the target in the blink of an eye.
’10 points!’
Somehow, I had a good feeling, so I thought it was probably a hit.
For some reason, the place where the arrow is stuck is 0 points, not 10.
It was a long way out of the circle.
“……????”
Obviously it was indoors, so there was no wind, but how could this be?
Helen, who had been watching the scene all the time, said he was confused by the result that could not be easily won.
“Baeksanwoo, you look good with a crossbow, not a bow.”