Blooming Tower of the West Wind

"Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." Hipper turned over, showing only a little side face for Theron to see, most of which fell into the soft pillow.She was more used to sleeping on her back than curled up on her side like Theron.But this time, it's just that I simply don't know how to respond to this student who regards himself as the "best".

She doesn't... she doesn't mean that.The archmage warned himself not to crawl around casually this time with his spider-like associative power.

But I have always been the only... role model, the only person in front of her, of course she will regard me as the best one.Not just academically.

The archmage has always been very confident in his academic level, otherwise he would not have made up his mind to teach such a special little beast in the first place.But Theron's imprint on her chicks seems to be more than that, maybe there will be such an imprint emotionally.

No.She quickly rejected such thoughts in her heart.A child will regard his parents as the greatest people in the world when he is young, but after a while, they will start to rebel, overthrow the exaggerated cognition left by them because of their youth, and re-establish a new cognition , everyone has experienced it, and the Archmage himself has experienced it.That's why she knew that Theron might really mean it when he said this, but it would change eventually.

Humans don't have imprints like chicks.Even if the archmage wishes to have it, to become... stop, stop thinking about it.

She sighed deeply.The restlessness expands along the blood vessels, which is very novel. It turns out that one of the "heartaches" is indeed a physical pain, not an exaggeration of psychological feelings.

After Hipper woke up the next day, Theron hadn't gotten up yet. She packed her things directly, left the room and went downstairs to eat. Before leaving, Theron sat up rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"Teacher? Where are you going?"

"Go downstairs for dinner, little beast, when are you going to get up?"

"Huh? Ah! I'm up!" She got up quickly, probably because she was too panicked, she moved quickly, and took off her nightgown with her back to Hipper.

The knife-cut back, the narrow waist, and the girl's immature body are suddenly suffocating.The archmage turned around, took a deep breath, and said, "Theron, come down to eat early."

Young people are like this, they can go out without much cleaning. It took Hipper about half an hour to leave the room, and Theron was down in about 10 minutes.

Virgil and the archmage occupied a corner of the table for four, and sat in a corner, probably because the table was too narrow for two people to spread their respective plates.

Theron took his own food and sat down next to Virgil.

Virgil was stunned, and glanced at Theron in surprise, and then quickly glanced at Hipper, who didn't raise his eyes, and was still concentrating on eating a piece of toasted garlic bread.

"It wasn't made by the fire lord. The world is full of fireworks, Theron, which one do you like?"

"Hmm..." Theron raised his head, took a sip, and said with a smile, "I think each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Although the Fire Lord can cook high-quality meals in a short period of time, the Flesh Chef has a variety of dishes that can capture The subtle changes in taste, I am afraid that the fire lord can't do it? However, I still like the food made by Elvis very much."

"If you tell it, it should burn happily." Hipper forked a slice of garlic bread from the plate and gave it to Theron, "Try this."

Theron bit the pie right off her fork, "Well, it's delicious. Would you like to try this sausage? It's also delicious."

"Okay, give me something to eat."

Theron cut a bit of sausage, brought the fork to her mouth, and looked at her seriously.Hipper tilted her head slightly, took a bite of the food, and slowly pulled it off the fork.

"It's delicious." The sausage is very sticky and porcelain rice, mixed with shredded cured meat, which is salty and fragrant, not pure meat.Hipper chewed intently, looked at Theron, and Theron looked at her, and didn't take it back until she finished eating. Hipper touched the corner of her mouth, "What's wrong?"

Theron smiled and stretched out his hand, scraped off the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, lowered his head and said, "There's nothing else."

She ate seriously, and Hipper had no choice but to lower her head and continue eating.During the meal, she discovered the code given by Virgil.A whole set of tapping signals, which Virgil kept repeating, probably meant "don't leave after school".She hadn't had the signal for years.

After eating, she said to Theron, "Have you packed your things?"

"Well...it's almost there, the things to wash your face are still drying."

"Mine is already packed, can I trouble you to take it down for me by the way?"

"...Of course?" She thought Hipper would come upstairs with her so they could have a little more time alone, but that was clearly not the case now, and she glanced at Virgil, who gave her a big smile. The smile, the furry one, the kind that feels prickly to the touch.

Not her alone time with Hipper, but Virgil and Hipper's alone time.She reluctantly went upstairs.

"Let's talk." The two watched Theron walk out of the restaurant in the basement, and Hipper spoke first.

"Do you think of Theron as your own child?" Virgil asked.

"No, of course not!" She felt a headache at the thought of constantly entangled with Virgil on this issue, but Virgil is one of the few friends of hers, so she must clarify this matter with him, after all, she can't really Give Virgil a knife, "I have always been committed to treating her equally. It is a mage to a mage, not a master to a monster, an adoptive mother or something to a daughter. We are a teacher-student relationship, the most equal kind."

Seeing that Virgil was about to move his mouth, she gritted her teeth and added in a low voice: "It won't develop into another relationship."

"Phew, the great mage who has lived alone for ten years and hardly ever goes out, do you know that feeding each other like this, apart from the parent-child relationship, basically only happens between lovers? If you don't want me or other bystanders to misunderstand Your relationship or your intentions should..."

Hipper was stunned for a long time, "...But we... We have always gotten along like this. I think this can easily happen between adults and young children."

"Obviously, she's coming of age next year. Of course being the same gender makes this behavior less misunderstood...but you're not a young schoolgirl anymore, you're not parent-child, and I'm not about same-sex romances So ignorant and ignorant..." Virgil raised his head and smiled hairily, "I still know quite a lot."

The archmage frowned and stared at Virgil, not knowing whether he was thinking about something, or simply threatening Virgil with his eyes.

"Okay, I see, this kind of behavior is inappropriate in public, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Old friend... have you ever wondered what if Theron fell in love with you?"

Words have mystical powers—the Archmage's heart pounded wildly after hearing this, and he had to admit it.She adjusted her breathing, and replied in a low voice: "No, she respects me very much, and it's just respect."

"Come on, you're an attractive little boy, and you're fatally attractive to young girls."

"If there is, it's because I used to be her 'no choice'. She will meet many kinds of people in the future, and she will have more references and comparisons, and she will make relatively objective judgments."

"Relax, I'm not your enemy, I'm your friend," Virgil patted her tightly clenched fist, trying to get her to let go, "So try not to misunderstand Theron when you do something I should understand the minds of young girls better than you. Although Theron is not the type I often flirt with, human beings are more or less similar."

Hipper nodded, she likes to listen to opinions from the professional field, and what Virgil said is indeed very reasonable.

Getting along with people is so tiring, especially if you want to maintain a relationship, but it always swings from side to side, either too many or too few, and there are so few people who can get along easily, which is especially worth cherishing. Thinking of this, she endured He couldn't help shaking Virgil's hand.

"Teacher, your luggage." Theron appeared at the door.

Hipper stood up to pick her up. Theron walked past her, walked up to Virgil, and said with a smile, "Uncle Virgil, is he ready to go?"

She would only call him by Virgil's name when she was serious, and she would call him "Uncle Virgil" when she was joking. Such an intimate name made Virgil smile, "Little beauty cares about me so much, uncle is flattered, my luggage has been packed ok, shall we go?"

Theron turned his head and said to Hipper, who was inexplicably hung up for a while, "Teacher, let him hold the luggage."

"Okay, I'll go to the front desk to check out." Hipper hooked Virgil after speaking, "Virgil, let's go."

Virgil responded, and quickly walked two steps to follow her, turning into Theron and being left behind.Viewed from behind, Virgil and the Archmage stand together quite harmoniously in terms of height alone.Virgil was a tall, lean man who looked pliable and powerful like a whip, and his attire heightened the impression on the viewer, rather than being scruffy like most of the adventurers they had seen on their short journey, Just yesterday there was a young lady at this counter who thought they were a couple and asked very casually if they wanted a queen room.

Theron pouted, not very happy, but not sure why.

There was only one elderly lady sitting at the front desk, and while Hipper was negotiating with her, Theron squeezed between her and Virgil.

Hipper didn't pay much attention, and asked the aunt: "The breakfast in this store is great, and your business must be pretty good."

"Where is it? It's just a meal." The aunt smiled happily, her mouth casually modest.

"This store must have been open for a long time, right?"