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The Teacher is not a Bathroom (3)
“Hmm….”
Vires slowly opened his eyes.
“A strange ceiling.”
He thought he would wake up from the dream and be back in his room, but the ceiling reflected in his eyes was unfamiliar to him.
“Are you awake?”
Vires turned his head in the direction of the voice.
“Sophia.”
“Yeah. It’s Sophia. This is the recovery room, to be exact. Your injuries were healed by a priest from the Academy.”
“Injuries? Ah.”
Before losing consciousness, Vissus recalled the attack he suffered from the demon and tried to sit up to look at his back.
“No need to worry. It wasn’t a minor injury, but I used the top-grade potion I had to treat it, so there won’t be any scars.”
“You used a potion?”
A potion that was as good as having an extra life.
Among them, the top-grade potion was so precious that it was called a valuable item.
If you weren’t a noble, it would be difficult to even see it in your lifetime.
“Well, you saved me, so it’s only natural.”
Sophia put her hands on her hips and pushed her chest forward.
It was a gesture of wanting the injured person to know her grateful heart.
“For using a potion for someone like me who you barely know. Thank you.”
“No, I should be the one thanking you instead.”
Sophia straightened her body and took a firm posture.
“I’m Sophia de Rubellion. I’m sorry for persecuting you without even properly knowing you. And thank you for throwing yourself into danger for someone like me.”
She was the perfect example of the upper class in the Republic.
“Well then, let’s just be grateful to each other.”
“Let’s be grateful to each other? Is that really enough?”
“Well? There’s nothing wrong with that.”
‘Even though I am the daughter of the President of the Republic and have the position of a benefactor against someone like me, who was unfairly attacked first, she just brushes it off and makes the first proposal.’
If Vissus wanted, he could demand more from Sophia in this situation.
Of course, if he made unreasonable demands, Sophia would consider cutting it off at an appropriate point, but she never expected her to not ask for anything in this way.
“And that monster, I realized I had chased it into that restroom. In a way, it’s my fault too. Even if I were in your shoes, if a man I’d never seen before came into the women’s restroom like that, I would have reacted the same way.”
This man. Does he really have no interest in my position, even though he knows I’m Sophia de Loubellion?
“Heh, Secretary Grandguignol. It seems I’m starting to take some interest in a person like you.”
Sophia, who had always only paid attention to people who approached her in order to get involved with her or get closer to her father or gain some of her authority, or even to pick up any scraps that fell from her, found Secretary Grandguignol’s lack of interest in her intriguing.
“As for that monster, it was killed by your attack. Currently, its remains are in the Academy’s Leader’s Room.”
When a living being is corroded by magic flowing from the Demon Realm into the Intermediate Realm, it becomes a monster.
It becomes extremely ferocious and violent, losing its sanity.
That’s why immediate elimination was the rule when dealing with monsters.
Especially in the Leichten Academy, where the continent’s key figures gathered.
“Monsters….”
Secretary Grandguignol thought to himself.
“Clearly, it’s different from the world I came from. There are monsters in that world as well, but they feel different from the monsters in this world.”
Perhaps it really is a different dimension, just like I initially thought.
“Ugh, the Leader’s Room.”
“Why are you making that expression?”
Sophia looked puzzled.
“Oh, no. Don’t worry about it.”
This is getting annoying. If she finds out, she’ll scold me again.
Secretary Grandguignol muttered quietly enough that Sophia couldn’t hear him in this world.
“This reaction…”
Sure.
This Secretary is different from me.
He doesn’t have the knowledge about [Eclipse] like I do.
The Secretary in this world, who is somewhat assimilated with the physicality of the Secretary, was able to read his memories and thoughts little by little.
The Secretary on this side who knows Janice as a man.
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He was different from the Secretary who was possessed by the knowledge of the novel while reading [Eclipse].
“Maybe I’m just mistaking myself for a possessed person.”
He thought he might be one of the many Secretaries.
The Secretary completely got up from the bed in the Academy Recovery Room and checked his body condition.
“It seems like I’m healthier than before I got hurt. Thanks to the potion you gave me. Thank you, Sophia.”
“It’s fine. You don’t need to thank me again for what you’ve already received.”
“Se. cre. ta. ry.”
At that moment, a clear voice was heard from the entrance of the recovery room.
“Are you fully recovered?”
Janice was leaning against the wall next to the door, looking at the Secretary.
“Janice!”
“What? Did this monster say that I would take care of it? Without properly informing the leaders and just running away?”
The Secretary didn’t know what to do as he watched Janice slowly approach him.
“Again. Again. Again! What if your body pops out again this time? You could die.”
“But it was an urgent situation. A monster that shoots thorns. If I had missed, it could have caused an accident inside the Academy.”
“But that doesn’t mean you can go alone! You got seriously injured last time when you did that!”
“I see. So this Bureau in this world, Versus, was working as a leading member of the Academy Security with Genesis.”
Versus understood the situation as he listened to the conversation between Genesis and Versus.
“Stop it. This man is my patron. I can’t just leave him alone anymore.”
Sophia blocked Versus, who was being scolded unilaterally.
“Sophia de Rubellion?”
“Do you know me?”
“There’s no way you wouldn’t know. There’s no one in this Academy who doesn’t know you. But why are you with this guy?”
Patron?
Genesis looked at Versus with a gaze demanding an explanation.
“Ahahahaha. Well, you see, I got involved with him while trying to catch that demon. I brought him here so that he could recover and even used a potion for him.”
“A potion? And now you’re dating someone you just met?”
Genesis glared at Versus with an displeased look.
“No, it’s not like that.”
“You always say ‘no’!”
“I mean… um…”
“This guy is so frustrating!”
Versus thought as he watched Versus from this world having a frustrating conversation surrounded by two women.
It felt like he was watching a frustrating dialogue style where the male lead in a romantic comedy from a previous life was being surrounded by the female leads.
“Hey! Can you just speak properly!”
He didn’t realize that he himself was not much different in reality.
‘…Huh? But Sofia saw all of this in a dream. Then…’
Does Genesis know that she’s a woman?
No, does he actually know a lot about Genesis from the beginning?
* * *
Late at night,
Genesis stood in the training ground, silently gazing at the scarecrow in front of her.
“Even Bithus has become so strong. I can’t just stay like this.”
She felt a sense of crisis due to the recent progress of her close friend, Bithus.
Both Bithus and Sofia, who were by his side.
They both had skills far superior to her own.
On the other hand, her skills were far from reaching their level.
Of course, it was the best level she could achieve at her age, but Genesis was not satisfied with her current level compared to the asymmetrical power of the two.
“Have I been too arrogant all this time?”
She had never encountered someone stronger than her in the Nightdale.
She thought Naber Schraig’s skills were inferior to hers. She thought Sofia, who was considered to be on par with him, would be the same.
Genesis recalled the duel she had with Sofia, who came to her alone the day before.
I never thought she would be so strong.
Was I just a frog in a well?
Thud.
Jenice loosened the tight bandage that was constricting her chest.
“Phew. I can finally move a bit.”
Jenice adjusted her sword and fixed her gaze back on the scarecrow.
And at that moment.
“Jenice!”
“B-Bisus! No!”
“No-o-o-o-o-o-o!”
“Kwaaang!”
“Eek!”
Fragmented scenes flashed through her mind, causing intense pain.
Jenice unconsciously sank down and clutched her head.
What, what is this?
What are these scenes popping up in my head….