I Became a Face Genius at the Academy

Episode 58

marriage talk.

＜Academy Summer Turge＞ is a fantasy world, so marriage talks are a very natural story for aristocratic boys and girls of this age.

However, in most cases marriage talks come and go because of the will of the parents rather than the case where the parents themselves decide.

The reason I didn’t pay much attention was that Coltman, the father of Lockstrin, never once said anything about it.

The same goes for your child.

‘Why is Ai-nim’s marriage story?’

The marriage talks of the royal family are only an extension of diplomacy. The second princess, Ainim, is engaged to the Prince of Enpyrian at the end of the second semester, and there are no events in this process.

But what do I call you?

“… … You will know by tomorrow.”

I keep thinking about more and more things, but I don’t know when I’ll pass out again. You should eat rice.

I forced myself to get up and get on the elevator.

The student cafeteria is open even during vacations.

Now that Ainim had run away, I thought to organize my thoughts, and since I hadn’t eaten properly, I thought of eating ramen that I hadn’t eaten in a while at Jinridang.

[Ramen]

– Chicken Ramen

– Seafood Ramen

– Yangji Ramen

There was a menu board that didn’t exist in Jinridang after a long time. Although there were only 3 types of ramen.

10:35 am.

The morning time, which is until 9:00, is over, so no meals are served, and no students come to visit.

However, only one person visits at this time.

“you… … .”

“Ah, Euril. How are you?”

I met a pretty silver hair.

Seeing that the table is still empty, it must have been a while since he came down.

I politely greeted you.

“I thought you went back to the manor.”

Auril’s voice was gruff.

He said that the last time I saw him, and since he hasn’t shown his face in close to three weeks, it’s only natural that he was heartbroken.

“I’m sorry. Something urgent came up, so I went to see some business. I never forgot what I said to Euryl.”

“I’m fine.”

“Still, there are things I haven’t seen for three weeks, so I’ll visit you every day at mealtime. Are you okay then?”

“… … Do whatever you feel like.”

His voice visibly softened.

If it had a tail, it probably wouldn’t wag gently. It’s all too easy to know anyway.

“Ah, are you Lord Rockstryn?”

Oliver made a face from the kitchen. It is a welcome face.

I had to pay a high price because the horse I borrowed died, but I solved it without difficulty with the profits from the ramen that I had accumulated in the meantime. It was all thanks to Oliver.

“Oliver, it’s been a while.”

“Would you like to eat?”

“I couldn’t find the time, so I tried to make it myself like last time.”

“Ah, then it just happened to be good. I was just about to start the princess thing anyway.”

“Isn’t the princess already made?”

Since the time to eat is different from others, Auril’s share is set aside. Since I just came down, I thought I’d bring out the dish I made right away.

“They say they want to eat something hot, so now I tend to make it according to the occasion. Don’t you two like to eat it hot?”

“It is.”

“If you put it in one pot, it won’t get cold right away, how about it?”

“I was going to eat it spicy… … .”

I turned to Auril. Euril nodded quietly.

“The princess likes spicy things too.”

“okay? It’s not easy to like that. How amazing.”

“Haha, that’s right. I feel like fire comes out of my mouth when I take just one bite. Then I’ll make it right now. How would you like the menu? It doesn’t matter if they mix.”

“Hmm.”

I stepped in front of Auril and held out my finger.

“three.”

“… … ?”

“two.”

“Are you talking about the menu?”

“one.”

Euril immediately understood what I meant. I folded my third finger.

“Seafood ramen.”

“Seafood ramen.”

Even with a probability of 1/3, there is nothing so great about it, but in fact, even that was almost a fixed answer.

“You know something.”

“I know.”

I held out my fist, but Euril hesitated, then lightly touched it with his gloved hand and then removed it.

The chicken is light, so there is almost no spicy taste, and the greasy brisket matches the spicy taste, but it is greasy, so it is burdensome to eat for breakfast.

Anyway, it means that he ate it all, so it must be true that Euril really likes ramen.

I sat across from Auril.

“It would be cold to sit there.”

“You have to adapt. Not even once or twice.”

“I don’t know if I catch a cold again.”

“There is such a thing as human immunity, so the more you catch a cold, the less likely it is to catch it.”

“You speak well.”

“Oh, kick it.”

Tick!

Auril blew the ice fragments from the glove to the scruff of my neck. It was so hot that it melted quickly.

what Now I know how to joke. did it grow a lot?

“Are you still practicing magic early in the morning on the playground?”

“If nothing special happens.”

“Since it’s vacation, I won’t have to worry about running into other kids.”

“Even if it was during the semester, it was the same. There is no one like you.”

It seems that there is no one but me who visits the playground now and then.

“That’s what worries me. Even a mage needs to develop some stamina. At this point, will Auril play with me?”

“What? no. I just want to watch.”

“Am I running? What should I do because I get bored just watching?”

“It’s fun just looking at you.”

“Well… … .”

Looking back, I am a bit embarrassed.

Even after changing the exercise time to lunchtime, I would run into Euril from time to time, and I wonder if that was why I kept watching.

“have a good meal.”

Then Oliver brought the pot.

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Jinridang’s meals were usually the same, but the quantity itself was not large. That’s fine. I’ve been upset for a while anyway, so I won’t be able to eat much.

A pungent smell that lingers as soon as you open the lid. It seems that my appetite has come to life.

“I will enjoy this food.”

Take a bite from the soup on the plate in front of you. Great, this taste… … .

this is not

“It’s less spicy than the one I made last time.”

It’s not that it’s not spicy, but it was about 2% less spicy. I wanted to eat something spicy enough to burn my tongue.

“Yes? Ah, maybe it’s because it’s for two people. Would you like some extra hot sauce?”

“no. it’s okay.”

Well, it’s already bad, so it’s not good to eat like that.

Moreover, since Auril was with him, it seems that Oliver adjusted it in his own way. Auril on the other side.

“Coke! Coke! uh.”

It was surprisingly spicy. When it’s too hot, he even sticks out his tongue, fanning it with his gloved hand.

get in the hair

“Isn’t it less spicy than last time? You seem to be eating well before.”

“Good luck… … . sniff.”

Seeing that he eats well while sniffing, it seems that he likes spicy food.

Originally, I was going to eat it like that too, but it still tastes just so-so.

By the time they had eaten half of them, they had almost cooled down, but Euril looked very satisfied with that alone.

“Cream soufflé and coffee. Lord Rockstryn will be hot, so be careful.”

“thank you.”

Dessert is also hot.

Euril grabbed the warm coffee cup with both hands and held it up. If I had done that, I would have been burned.

Within a few seconds of quietly closing my eyes, the steam from Euril’s coffee disappeared. Now it’s Ahh.

not even comfortable

“sleep.”

I handed out my portion of coffee that was still warm to Euril, who became sullen after holding the coffee that had cooled down quickly. Yes, even if it only takes a few seconds.

“You know the store is full, right?”

“I heard you.”

“What would the other kids say if they found out, so I asked Professor Katrena and it would be 80 penalty points just for the notation.”

Treasure number 009 that Euril found on the roof of the Tower of Truth.

Since he received 100 points in the shop, in fact, Euril now is a very good student with 20 points in the shop.

However, only professors know this, and what is written on the student bulletin board is the same as 80 penalty points.

“I don’t have to clean now.”

“I only get help.”

“Euril found it, and Auril should have it.”

“… … still. Do you have anything to ask of me?”

“Hmm.”

I thought as I took a bite of the swollen soufflé.

A good idea just occurred to me.

“Will you listen to anything?”

“Why do you say that? I am anxious.”

“Quickly. Anything?”

“What, nothing!”

Euril, who firmly refused, looked at him secretly.

“… … Little, only.”

Did you follow what I said?

Anything is good. I put down the soufflé and jumped up from my seat. Euril was startled and her shoulders trembled.

“Hick.”

But what I want is nothing special.

“Can I touch your hair?”

“My hair?”

“Just the tip. Can’t that be?”

“It’s not okay… … .”

“Isn’t that a small request?”

Euril’s silver hair is strange the more I see it.

It’s smooth and shiny, like flowing water, so even a clichéd metaphor fits the description that it’s like the Milky Way.

There will be no children, just to erase the color that keeps shimmering in my hair.

I love looking at the stars, so I’ve always wanted to touch them, but I haven’t had a chance.

“It’s dangerous, so be careful… … .”

While I moved the chair to sit down, Euril reluctantly pulled out a long strand of hair she had hidden under her scarf and placed it on top of her glove.

The only thing that is cold is the skin, so it doesn’t apply to the hair. so you can touch It should be cold though.

Euril became ice while crouching down, in case I could touch her.

“pretty.”

When I put it on the palm of my hand and touched it, the words came out again.

Even stroking soft, fine hair is addictive. There is no shampoo here, so I don’t know why my hair is so good.

“there. until when… … .”

“Just a little more.”

“Hey, stop it now!”

With a swish, Euril pulled herself back. The hair that brushed his palm fluttered away. sorry

“The kids will be coming down soon.”

Auril said, tucking her hair into the scarf.

It was getting closer to 12 o’clock.

“I’ll ask you next time.”

“no. I mean, it feels weird. Not twice.”

Euril shook her head vigorously.

If that’s the case, I have a way.

“Oh, why? How healing is that? If there is no next opportunity, I will not come down at this time.”

“What?”

“Promise me soon. I am sincere.”

“What is this… … .”

“I can’t live without it. I am dying.”

I said in a very serious voice. There is no room for compromise. I’ll touch your head I will definitely touch you

“okay. Sometimes.”

“Five. You promised.”

“… … sometimes! Not every day.”

“Oh. Once in a while. Then, please take care of me tomorrow as well.”

“ha. What is genius?”

“That’s right.”

Euril left the restaurant with a complicated expression.

Although it was a little forced, it is a satisfactory result. I was half sincere.

Then, let’s go to the practice room.

Do you want to have a freed?

* * *

“… … what.”

As soon as I returned to the room as if I was running away, Euril buried her head in the bed.

what? What is it?

My head was dizzy. cheeks were hot.

It was the first time I felt the heat. The things I had always longed for were now clinging to me like crazy to the point of embarrassment.

“really. He’s a weird kid.”

thud. thud.

I put my hand on my chest.

I pretended to be fine, but in fact, long before I left the restaurant, my heart was beating like crazy.

I wonder if I could have heard.

With such a mischievous expression on her face, the way she handled her hair was too careful.

Because it tickles me.

because it’s warm

I inadvertently threw it away.

I thought it would never happen again, I just thought I had erased it from my head.

‘My dear daughter.’

Keljian Mashuhma.

Abamama, who was praised as a hero who pioneered the North with his grandfather, was the only person who could bring himself out of the cloth, who had always lived wrapped in thick cloth.

‘There is nothing wrong with you.’

A rough finger stroked his cheek.

Relaxed, tickling, warm touch.

Even the thick calluses that had overcome the severe cold of the north couldn’t overcome the cold that Euril had harbored.

However, even with her frozen hands, Obama did not hesitate to touch her cheeks.

‘This world is wrong.’

Once a year.

Obama’s fingertips always ran down her cheeks, forehead, and hair.

By the time she was six years old, the hand she used to caressing her changed to her left hand.

‘Don’t worry.’

When he was seven years old, he cried and told him not to stroke himself.

Because Obama only had four fingers on his left hand.

‘I’ll fix you.’

Obama, who by then was called a tyrant, was a famously stubborn man, not listening to his younger self.

even at the age of eight.

even at the age of nine.

even at the age of ten.

Whenever his birthday came in December, Obama came to visit him. I begged him to stop, but to no avail.

‘I’m sorry, daughter. I don’t think I’ll be able to pet you from now on.’

When I was 11, Obama didn’t come to visit me. There were only rumors that he had left for the mountains of Areas on the other side of the continent to find medicine.

Keljian Mashuhma.

The worst tyrant that people here and those there speak in unison.

‘The Fingerless Mad King’.

that was his father

“why.”

That’s why I hated Rocktrin.

“Why is that?”

I vowed not to think of it, but once I thought about it, I couldn’t stop. I found out.

“… … Whoops.”

right.

Actually, from a very, very long time ago.

I was lonely.