Chapter 40 – 31-1. Shown by Example, Not by Implicit Sequence.

“Today is the end and the beginning.”

Monday morning. When the Monday morning he had been waiting for finally arrived, Allen looked at himself in front of the mirror as he washed his face.

“After…”

With a short sigh, Allen wiped her face and went to breakfast.

Cordelia’s master-servant reversal contract ends this evening, so after that, she had to leave the dormitory and beat the dealer who gave me a pick at the Royal Casino.

I hope today, whether it’s Cordelia’s name or whatever, passes quietly…

“Oh, hello…!”
“Aww! It’s a surprise… Was it you?”

A girl nodding her head as she greets Allen as he walks into her restaurant.

“Are you on your way to breakfast too?”
“Ah, yes… I might… Have breakfast together…”
“Together?”
“Ah, no…! You don’t have to eat together…!”
“Hmm… No. Let’s just eat together.”
“Yeeeeet…! Go, thank you, Mr. Allen…!”
“That’s true. It’s because you shouldn’t stick with Nimja.”

With Mirai, whom she meets by chance, Allen walks into the restaurant and orders the menu for breakfast.

“What do you want Mirai to eat?”
“Oh, today is the same thing as Mr. Allen…!”
“Oh, yes? Here’s one more breakfast for today.”

Arlen ordered Mirai until breakfast, and she sat down with Mirai and waited for breakfast to be served.

Maybe it’s because it’s a quiet Monday morning? The surroundings were oddly quiet.

‘There aren’t many lunches today. It’s nice to be quiet.’

Since there weren’t that many meals, the menus we ordered came out quickly, telling Mirai, who was about to get up, to sit down and return with the menus we ordered.

“Eh, enjoy your meal…!”
“Uh. Enjoy your meal too.”

The two of them focused on their meal while eating soup, bread, and salad, each using a spoon.

“Well, I ate well…!”
“You’ve already eaten… No… Didn’t you have leftovers? Do you feel bad at all?”
“Oh, no… Too many…”
“Have you eaten that much and are already full?”
“Yes…”

Considering Mirai’s body, she seems to have eaten a lot, but somehow she was dissatisfied.

To think that a young child could only eat this much when he was still growing up. If you want to grow up, you will have to eat more evenly.

The image of Mirai slowly drinking the pure white milk from today’s menu was very cute.

‘It’s cute. I don’t know why that young thing became a curse merchant, but I hope he’s happy.’

It’s been a week since Mirai came to her academy. She was just going by without any particular curse or incident.

That is why Allen, the cursed merchant Mirai she first met on the black market, changed her perception that she was not Mirei, but her classmate attending the academy together.

“Then shall we go?”
“Four…!”

For now, I quickly ate the leftovers for Mirai, who watched me eat with her twinkling eyes.

After eating, the two stood up, returned their tableware, and headed to the classroom.

In the meantime. A girl with a nervous expression blocks Allen and Mirai’s path, to be exact.

“What? Do you have something to do all of a sudden?”
“It’s okay, so let’s go!”
“Then get out of the way, loser.”
“This is the only time…! The only time I admit defeat is this exam, so I will definitely win the next exam…! Let’s see!”

Chloe, who was blocking Allen’s way, unilaterally gives her a furious challenge that she will win her next test and disappears towards her restaurant.

“I-Who is that person…?”

Meanwhile behind me. I wondered if Mirai would feel this way if she had a daughter.

“Oh, that’s just… A classmate.”

I couldn’t really describe Chloe.

Just… The cat who lost the test? Or you can’t even say that you’re my preliminary slave.

“It’s the same class as that, don’t you know?”
“I’m sorry…”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. Shall we go then?”
“Ah, yes… Oh, oops, sorry… The pants…”
“It’s okay. I have an extra pair of pants.”

The school uniform’s pants were slightly wrinkled to the extent that Mirai was slightly gripping them, but she didn’t care too much.

Soon after, she enters the classroom with Mirai and sits down. Several school lunches are noisily seated, each talking among themselves, and the quiet classroom gradually becomes noisy.

‘Hmm… Let’s sleep.’

Already oblivious to the noise of the noisy children, I decided to just sleep.

“Oh, good night…”
“…No. Mirai. I’m bored. Shall we talk?”

What a whim Allen, who was about to go to sleep with her, said good night, as she looked at Mirai who was saying, she paused for a while before calling her out to talk.

“Well, even if you talk to me, it’s fun…”
“So what does it matter? Whether it’s interesting or not, I just want to talk. Can’t I?”
“Oh, no! Oh, that’s not bad…”

Realizing that she has no friends, Allen realizes that she has no friends in later events, trips or gatherings. . Of course, it would be nice to stay with Lusen, the main character of this game, but I didn’t really like it.

Always next to Lucen in the game was me, Allen Mestia. Before he knew it, Lusen had moved his place.

‘Why does the guy I run into every time in the dormitory change seats? Should I just use it as a mormot? ‘

However, despite Allen’s disrespectful plan, Mirai couldn’t be happier with the current situation.

She says the guy she likes will talk to her first. I put the palm of my hand on her face, and close her eyes tight with a cute breathing sound.

****

At first, she was Allen, who planned to befriend Mirai, but as she talked and listened to Mirai, she was quite amused.

‘I still have to change my habit of judging people by their appearance. Reflect on yourself, you idiot from the past who looked down on Mirai with useless prejudice.’

“That, so…!”

Allen felt a little healing while watching Mirai, who was feverishly hot and her speech speeded up. She wondered if she would feel this way if she had a daughter.

‘This is why everyone gets married and has children. When I was a school lunch, the kids just hated it… I’m not wasting my age for nothing.’

Mirai’s feverish appearance, her flushed cheeks and bright eyes as she spoke softly, were like a daughter bragging to her father about what happened to her in kindergarten today, so I was naturally pleased.

‘It’s cute. She’s cute in a different way than Chloe.’

After staring at it for a while, the classroom door opened, and the two reflexively turned their heads and saw Cordelia enter.

“Let’s talk later Mirai.”
“Yes…!”

Allen asks to talk about her later, and Mirai nods her head and replies confidently.

And when the sound of high heels began to linger around the classroom, she quietly waited for her words, asking when the school lunches were making a fuss.

“Looks like they’re still not learning.”

Her cool voice made the atmosphere like thin ice even more frozen, and her school lunches held their breath and sweated quietly.

“It would be so much easier to live in the world if it always changed by saying it. Today’s message is…”

Cordelia, sighing and pinching her forehead, delivers today’s message.

Even if you listen to it, there is nothing to see.

“Today’s delivery ends here, so that everyone can prepare for the next class. Over.”

By the time the sound of her high heels gradually drifted away from her hallway, the sound of Cordelia walking out after saying only her own words. The school lunches started teasing the mouth noisily again, as if it had never happened.

“Ha… You bastards. Mrs. Cordelia is shaking her mouth well as soon as she leaves.”
“What did you just say?”

Did you hear my self-talk? Some kind of big boy suddenly came towards me with a serious face.

“Hey, what did you just say?”
“They said that the mouth was very good. Why?”
“It doesn’t matter if we talk or not, but it’s insulting. Do you want to die?”

As if he was showing off his size and strength, he patted his knuckles and created an atmosphere of fear.

“Ugh…”
“It’s okay. Hey, don’t create an atmosphere of fear for nothing a…”

Aww!

For a moment, the noisy classroom became quiet as if Cordelia had arrived.

“I’ll see you at this point, so be careful what you say next time. Okay?”

It was the first time.

It was the first time I had been hit since coming to this world, and even that, I was beaten straight up with a slapstick. It didn’t hurt… No, honestly it hurt. He said his palm was big enough to cover my head, but of course it hurts.

As if he had touched something dirty, he threw it at me while wiping the palm that slapped my cheek with a handkerchief.

“That’s expensive.”

After saying that, the rice cake stand went back to its place and made a loud noise again, asking when it was like that. I could clearly hear the whispers of the school lunches who were quietly watching me nearby.

“Gwa, are you okay…? Oh, you’re sick… Not this handkerchief, I’ll quickly get my handkerchief wet…”
“It’s okay. You weren’t hurt more than that, right?”
“Well, but… Mr. Allen’s cheek…”
“It’s really okay. It’s just a little bit itchy, wondering what kind of mosquito bite it was!”

I screamed loudly so that the rice cakes could be heard. It’s just that I was bitten by a mosquito.

‘I don’t have to go out. Come by yourself, rice cake.’