Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear - Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear chapter 109

109 – Windless Breeze House

Graduate students and fatigue are inseparable, both mentally and physically.

If you live such a sleep-deprived life, your body will try to reduce the burden even if it means changing your lifespan.

For a body that has adapted to fatigue for almost two years, it is quite strange to suddenly feel extreme fatigue.

So I decided to settle this mystery before he closed the door.

“You said you were tired even though you didn’t go to work and rested?”

Harin listened to me and nodded his head.

“Yes. It’s been almost three days since I’ve been absent from the lab.”

I feel tired even after resting for three days.

“Isn’t that enough to go to the cathedral?”

“My wallet is not very good.”

At the time I was speechless at the realistic answer.

“By the way, people don’t sleep well, so it’s really driving me crazy.”

He spoke quietly to me.

“My hair goes gray, and I can’t even think of simple formulas properly. It feels like my whole head is stuffed with white cotton. Should I say it?”

“Even if you’re about to say a word, you have to think about it for about 5 seconds to get it out, and it takes a little longer to say it out. Isn’t that so?”

He just nodded.

From that action, I could tell that his sleeplessness had been going on for quite some time.

“Somehow, just listening to it, I could feel that it looked like it was going through a lot of hardship. Looking at it earlier, it seemed like it was very angry.”

Hearing that, Harin hesitated for a moment.

“Maybe it’s because I couldn’t sleep, even the slightest bit of annoyance made me angry.”

“Yes?”

“I almost got into a fight with the next room a little while ago. That’s why I told you to tell me quickly so that nothing unpleasant happens. It’s amazing that you don’t do that in front of Mr. G-House.”

Then I thought it was fortunate that it was me and no one else knocking on his door.

Because if there was a knife fight in the dormitory, it would have been a really troublesome situation.

“I think I’ve said everything I have to say, so please go inside carefully.”

After speaking, he grabbed the doorknob again.

Harin’s eyes were full of tiredness. It seemed difficult to continue the conversation.

It’s absurd to ask for a clear answer from a person who collapses and looks like he wants to sleep.

“Yes. Take a break.”

I said goodbye to him and left the dormitory.

Finding the two was fairly easy.

The combination of a young lady wearing a robe and a prianian dressed brightly was attracting the attention of passers-by.

As I approached the bench where the two were sitting, Prianian looked at me as if he had heard footsteps.

These eyes widened slightly softly, and soon I heard a voice greeting me.

“Ah, Mr. Ghouse.”

“Have you been working well?”

At the young lady’s question, I nodded her head and returned her book to her.

“Thanks to the two of you for their concern, it seems to have ended smoothly to some extent.”

“How much?”

To the young lady’s question, I briefly explained.

Hearing me, she nodded her head.

“Still, I made room for second thoughts. Well done.”

The young lady who received the book from me stood up.

“It would be nice to move to another place. How is it?”

Me and Prianian nodded.

Because the bench is a place to rest for a while, not a place to have a deep conversation.

***

The tea house in the university was full of people, so it was the perfect place to have a conversation.

Students chewing the professor who gave them excessive assignments with ice in their coffee while the exam period was approaching.

Because lovers who want to melt away the stress of the day with a sweet drink have gathered to create a huge dome of noise.

“Surely a good place to talk.”

Prianian, who deliberately sat in a corner seat, looked around and said.

“You don’t have to worry about other people, do you?”

“But it’s a place where others won’t mind us.”

At my word, Prianian said with a smile.

“I like that, Mr. Ghouse.”

“Me too, Ms. Priyanian. How nice it is to be able to focus on each other without paying attention to other people’s attention.”

While she was speechless for a while.

Tak.

The young lady who was perusing the menu next to her closed the menu and opened her mouth.

“Then I guess it’s time to listen to the story a little more.”

I nodded.

I talked about what had happened with Harin until the drink I ordered arrived.

The young lady said while stirring the watermelon juice placed in front of her with a stick.

“Rage and love begin unpredictably. Mercenary.”

“That sounds romantic.”

“But the beginning is bound to be influenced by the outside.”

The young lady continued to stir the juice.

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Then, at some point, watermelon juice overflowed the outside of the glass.

So that you can’t pick it up and put it back.

“…Like I spilled the juice.”

The poor young lady wiped her cup with a napkin and said.

I wondered if it was done that way for the sake of a metaphor, but looking at the tone, it seemed like it wasn’t.

Even while holding back a burst of laughter. She persevered and continued.

“Anyway, I think there’s something other than Professor Jenton that caused Harin to become like that. He just almost filled the cup.”

“What if other causes?”

“Well, maybe it’s not always popular. Or there could be other reasons, but we know where to look for it, don’t we?”

Tak.

Priyanian said as he put down the cup he was drinking from.

The corners of her mouth emanated the same scent of Lady Grey as I ordered.

“Are you talking about Breeze House?”

“That’s right. It was there that the Harin usually stayed the longest.”

As the young lady nodded her head, she added a word.

“And the faces of the graduate students I saw inside must have been quite serious, didn’t they?”

Priyanian pondered as she placed her slender fingers under her chin, then gave her opinion.

“Certainly, it wasn’t the face of a normal person. I doubted he was sleeping properly.”

It was the same for me that the Breeze View was unreasonable.

“As I was walking up the stairs, I heard the dormitory students talking, but I did hear that graduate students seem to be particularly tired these days.”

After hearing my words, the young lady nodded.

“I didn’t say anything on the spot, but I thought I entered the Breeze’s ‘Coffin’ instead of the ‘Breeze Breeze’. They all look like living corpses.”

Graduate school or college, it’s a place where you regret entering both.

If you go in already, it’s the same as saying it’s too late.

Prianian agreed with the young lady’s words.

“I agree with you. Not just one or two, but all of them have such tiredness and annoyance on their faces.”

She looked at me this time and said, her eyes were quite soft.

“Some people have good days, some people have bad days.”

With that said, I asked the two of them.

“Then, shall we go to Breeze Baram Pavilion now?”

The young lady nodded.

However, when she said to eat all the chocolate cake in front of me and go, I had to sit up again.

***

The Breeze House we met again was a place that took our breath away just by looking at it.

No matter how stupid a person may be, he will be able to feel something in that solemn atmosphere where people’s intelligence and dignity are ground.

It was difficult to find people in front of them, except for a few dynamic-eyed graduate students dragging their feet to the smoking area.

In that landscape where not even the wind blows, the poor young lady pointed to the graduate students and said.

“I think it would be good to hear from them.”

From the way he staggered away and could see that he longed for nicotine to erase his fatigue, there was a hint of clues.

I said, taking a flint from my bosom.

“I’ll have a go.”

“Will you please?”

“Can’t Miss Priyanian or the lady go?”

Because of these three, I’m probably the only one best suited for such a job.

After seating the two on a nearby bench. I headed for the smoking area.

***

It wasn’t too difficult to fit into a crowd of grad students who needed something to chew on.

First of all, since the place is a smoking area, I went in after eating half of it.

It was because the people who at first slightly lowered their voice at the appearance of a stranger started to open their mouths again after I first complained about the professor.

As expected, it is an immutable truth that, when examining ideas in a different world or on earth, it is an immutable truth that if you start with a double desire, you will eat half of it.

In this way, I excitedly shared my experiences and permeated them.

“Professors are always like that. Even if you ask something you don’t know, ‘Have you looked for it?’, ‘Did you think before asking a question?’ While doing this, he came to visit me again and longed for it. I thought I was not a professor, but a mother who looked for socks.”

One of the graduate students who heard me chuckled.

“But Jenton has skills.”

“Ah, you have a lot of skills in craving people. If you ask the question of the reversibility of the fluid flow pattern of mana twice, you’ll probably get rid of the corpse. What are you trying to do with something that can’t be replaced with a centrum?”

When Harin told me about the centrome, the graduate students started to hate it.

“I don’t think they’re the ones who study magic, so they bring something that only they know.”

“Aren’t you excited to tell a story that only you know?”

“If you know something strange, you guys don’t do this. Please.”

While talking like that, someone opened their mouth.

“By the way, did you see that book in the library? Are you three keywords? At least, I don’t think returning is going to go into that. When I returned, I immediately picked up a bachelor’s degree and jumped out.”

“Oops… You don’t seem to know that this is the third return…”

“Bastard. Oh, I’m sorry.”

To the point of swearing at someone I just met. They seem to have become quite friendly.

Or, as tired as anyone I’ve ever seen.

“It’s okay, as long as you’re tired.”

I accepted his apology, looking extremely tired, and decided to try my luck.

“Anyway, aren’t you filthy tired these days?”

When health seems to be red flags, people instinctively seek out people just like themselves for numerical comfort.

I wondered if they were following their instincts as well, looking around and constantly asking.

“That’s right. It’s been really hard lately.”

“I don’t know because I haven’t slept well for the third day since it’s exam period. But lately I’ve been particularly tired.”

“Everything is like that. When I turned 30, I thought my body was weak. …That’s right, damn it.”

“What, give me back my health.”

Starting with those words, one or two people began to tell their sick stories.

Most of them were back problems, but the next most common complaint was fatigue and insomnia.

Extreme fatigue, momentary rage, as if from a lack of sleep.

The severity was slightly different from person to person, but the symptoms were similar to what Harin said.

While listening to their stories like that.

Someone said, dusting off cigarette ash.

“By the way, I don’t think my body wasn’t this hard until a month ago.”

That was a good sign.

I asked him, scratching my head.

“What happened a month ago?”

“Probably, there was a bit of renovation work.”

Repair work.