I Became a Professor at the Academy

45 – Pre-Investigation (2)

-Pipbi Big.

A short and concise alarm sound.

Claire, who had been lying dead in bed, opened her eyes.

Standing up, she put on the watch she had put on her bedside and headed straight for the bathroom.

Claire finishes her grooming faster and more concisely than ever before and opens her closet.

I reach for the black suit hanging on the very first hanger.

-I’m going to work outside the academy, but I wonder if the suit is too tight.

Last night, Ye-Sol Lee’s words passed through her head as she left her room.

Claire’s hand moved sideways past her suit.

A plain beige cardigan with a white shirt.

I left the room with a coat over my shoulder to finish off my black jeans.

“Are you feeling well?”

“Okay. I’ll contact you if it’s late, so put the items that need approval in your bedroom.”

“I will. And this.”

Lee Ye-sol held out the case containing the glasses.

“These are glasses imprinted with perception-damping magic, so bring them just in case.”

“… It’s fine.”

After telling her that she looked better without glasses, Claire stopped taking them out of her bedroom drawer.

When the respected superior tried to reject it, Lee Ye-sol said with a strange smile.

“The design is similar to the glasses the professor is wearing. I thought it would suit them very well if they were worn together.”

“… … .”

After looking at the case in Yesol Lee’s hand for a moment, Claire reached out and quietly took it into her arms.

Lee Ye-sol smiled with a full smile at her superior’s actions.

“This too.”

“… Is the smartphone still intact?”

A smartphone with a simple design on a black background without special embellishments.

Yesol Lee put it in Claire’s hand and said.

“Recently, cracks are being discovered that completely disable existing electronic devices. This is a model that can be used there. For reference, this is from one of the reports that I was scheduled to post yesterday.”

“… Right.”

Claire agreed, and took the chip from the original smartphone and transplanted it to a new model.

The screen turned on, and after making sure that the information stored in the chip was properly transplanted, Claire gave Ye-Sol the model he was using. Lee Ye-sol bows her head slightly as she accepts her superior’s old gadget.

“Then, please go.”

Claire came out of the temple while being seen off by Yesol Lee.

Pink petals began to bloom little by little and fell down around her as she passed through the quiet street of light.

“Whoa.”

Claire, who arrived at the maze before she knew it, took a short breath.

Yesterday’s embarrassing appearance and the day before yesterday’s incident have already passed.

I didn’t want to be seen floundering in front of him anymore.

that’s… ‘Cause it’s so embarrassing

Even if yesterday some bare skin—

match!!

With a crackling sound, bright red marks appeared on both Claire’s cheeks.

She quickly subdued the raised marks using her divine power.

“Keuheum, big.”

After finally clearing her voice, Claire passes through the maze and opens the front door of the mansion.

He then changed into slippers and hung the coat on the hanger.

These were actions that were so natural and so familiar that my body moved first without even thinking about it.

The hallway with the lights turned off unlike usual.

Claire quietly passed the kitchen and headed straight for the study.

-… oh

A small sound leaked through the slightly open door.

A few steps closer and I could hear it clearly.

– Pia.

– Beep.

The sound of a small, cute, and more pure fairy than anyone else could be heard coming from Baek Woo-jin’s study.

I walked as quietly as I could and put one eye through the gap in the door.

Baek Woo-jin sitting on the chair in front of the desk and a little fairy sitting in the corner of the desk.

The little fairy places a ring the size of her fist in front of the table clock.

Baek Woo-jin then pushed the ring aside with his index finger.

– Pia.

The fairy moved the ring in front of the clock again.

Swoop.

Baek Woo-jin pushes it aside.

– Pia.

Swoop.

– Beep.

Swoop.

Looking straight at each other, they repeated a series of actions, exuding an atmosphere of unwillingness to yield.

“Puff… … .”

A laugh escaped Claire’s lips.

**

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. Thanks for your concern.”

– Beep! Beep!!

“I… … .”

“Breakfast.”

“yet… .”

“I’m resting for a while.”

“That… … .”

– Beep, Beep!!

I got up from my seat, and Claire looked at me alternately with the fairy who sat on my shoulder and began to chatter while pulling her hair, sending her eyes asking for help.

I feel a little sorry for her, but I wanted her to be my partner for the time being.

I quietly left the study and made something light to eat. Then he took a jar of honey from the cupboard and placed it on a wide plate. They ran wild for about half a day, so if you feed them to their full, they’ll be fine until evening.

“Claire.”

-Yes.

Not long after, she came into the kitchen. With a fairy sitting on her shoulder.

“Thank you as always.”

“If I can borrow your hands for just one meal, I can prepare any amount.”

“… Thank you though.”

– Pia?

The bad boy sitting on Claire’s shoulder tilted his head and began to show interest in her breakfast.

I took the plate I had prepared later and set it down next to her.

– Beep, beep?

The bad boy turned his head to the dish of honey, opened his small nose a few times, and moved his wings to land in front of it. Then, with a hand that is smaller and more delicate than a bracken, dip the honey into your mouth.

-Pump!!

As if he liked it, he began to eat it by dipping it with his hand.

Claire looks at her and smiles a little.

After watching the fairy, she raised her head and moved her gaze to me.

“Are you going to stay together?”

“… It happened.”

It was a situation that was not intended at all.

I left the door open to go back when I wake up, but who would have thought that the whole nest would be moved through the door. Most of all, he didn’t even make friends with me.

“Fortunately, the.”

She again looked at the nectar-eating bad boy with a soft smile on her lips and a chick-like noise.

“I was worried that I might be harmed, but now I don’t think I have to worry about that.”

“… … .”

My gaze naturally turned to the little bad boy.

Even if verbal communication doesn’t work, physical communication works even for less intelligent beasts.

So I was thinking of giving her a couple of blows to her butt with a flower petal, but I overlooked one thing.

– Beep, ppaam.

The fact that the race of fairies has a very high affinity for nature. Even that guy was the most special among the fairies.

As if even the flower petals that grew with my magical power as nourishment couldn’t harm him, I chose to vomit out the magical power I had in myself and become withered.

The thought of trying to communicate with him disappeared, perhaps due to the effect of the petals that were crumbling in his hands, and he used his magic to clean the messy little body and kitchen. Of course, all the miscellaneous accessories scattered around the study.

After that, he exchanged an embarrassing battle with the guy who woke up and was stopped by Claire.

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Riding on Claire’s shoulder and adjusting her distance was probably because she was talking about what happened at dawn with me. It’s like an evil guy.

– Beep… subtract.

The fairy, who had emptied the plate before she knew it, rubbed her stomach and spat out a cute burp.

“It’s not possible.”

– Beep?

The fairy blinks and looks up at Claire.

Claire took out a handkerchief, dipped it in a cup of water, and wiped the fairy’s mouth and hands with it.

– Beep beep.

“Be quiet.”

– Beep… … .

When Claire spoke with her eyes lightly strained, the riotous little rascal stopped acting like a lie.

“It’s done.”

-Piaang~

After wiping his mouth and hands, Claire smiled softly, and he let out a yawn, opening his small mouth as wide as possible.

After playing to my heart’s content, I’m full, so it seems it’s time to fall asleep.

“… professor.”

Claire asked me while looking at the fairy who started to doze off.

“I wonder if I don’t have to brush my teeth… … ?”

“If you see that your teeth have not decayed and are in good condition, you will get an answer.”

“Oh, I see.”

-Piaaa… .

The sleepy fellow trembled his wings and slowly floated upwards. Then, very naturally, it flew towards the study. They put away everything that could cause a mess, but since they are a very curious species, it is hard to imagine what kind of accident they might have caused when they returned.

Originally, it was still the time to hibernate, so I plan to watch it mess up to some extent until the day completely unwinds.

I was going to look at it, but strangely, my eyes didn’t want to leave Claire.

Looking at her appearance a moment ago, if she took a little time, at least she wouldn’t be flying around with the contents of the coffee stick smeared all over her body.

“… professor?”

“Get ready to go out.”

Feeling my gaze, I spoke to her who turned her head and arranged the dishes and cutlery on the table.

I left Claire on the porch for a while and headed for the study.

-Beep… … .

A bad boy who peacefully fell asleep leaving his nest in someone else’s bed.

It’s not going to happen, but I left the window slightly open, turned on the light in the hallway, and moved to the front door.

As I put on the coat that was hanging where it always was, Claire, who had been waiting for me, opened the front door.

I left the door first and she followed.

Claire walks one step away from me.

Even though I don’t know the detailed schedule, she quietly walks with me.

This part hasn’t changed at all.

We walked in silence without much conversation, reached the parking lot assigned to the temple, and got into her car.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, she fastened her belt and took out a small case from her bosom.

With a click, the case opened and Claire took out round glasses and put them on.

“I thought it would interfere with my work… .”

Since it would enter the crack, there was no need to use the recognition impediment, but I quietly nodded and took out my smartphone. Then, after taking a picture of the location of the crack, I hung it on a cradle.

“Let’s go.”

“… … .”

I couldn’t hear an answer, so I turned my head and she was staring at my smartphone hanging on the cradle.

“Claire.”

“Ah, yes… Let’s go, let’s… … .”

Claire turned her head, and the scenery began to move little by little.

Cheeks that naturally came into view.

There was a flower full of fire in full bloom.