I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

At the end of the day, the long-awaited doorbell rang.

Falling into the ears of the teenagers whose eyes brightened immediately, the tinkling sound was like a clear spring pouring in when their hearts were about to dry up, sweeping away anxiety and worry, not to mention how pleasant it was.

Currently, the distribution of clinics looks like this:

After opening the door, the patients who came to see the doctor looked up and saw the consulting room that occupied the largest space.

The consultation room is quite warmly decorated, the color is not pale as people think, and there is no pressure from the bottles and jars and complicated equipment to put pressure on the visitors.

That is to say, a few tables and chairs were placed, and curtains were used to cover several inner rooms lined up on the left hand side.In the corner of the consultation room, the person who arranged the environment had a lot of time to put a few pots of flowers and plants in full bloom.

The faint fragrance of flowers permeating the air also came from there, just looking at it is really pleasing to the eye.

—That is, it doesn't look like a "clinic" in the true sense.

Hearing the doorbell ring, G, who had been sitting with the flowers and plants in the corner all day, stood up first.

He couldn't sit still any longer, he cheered up because of the surprise before the curtain ended, so he thought about being more active and going to greet the late guests and patients, at least he was worthy of the salary that Dr. Cyril paid him.

That's right, the handymen are paid, and the living expenses left to them before the clinic opens are not included, so the treatment is very generous.

"welcome--"

He quickly ran to the door, changed into new clothes for the day, and tidied up himself extraordinarily energetically. The red-haired boy opened his head energetically, but suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he closed his mouth, all the words behind him were blocked. go back.

Behind, Giotto, who stood up even though he didn't follow, also saw the person who appeared behind the door.

Giotto: "Huh?"

The joy on his face seemed to have faded a little bit, replaced by surprise... Well, not counting, just a little bit of surprise.

"Uncle, why is it you?"

The voice of G standing by the door came over, not to say that he was strongly unwelcome, but the tone was full of strangeness.

Let's not mention how many words are contained in this short sentence, each of which is a critical strike.

The movement by the door has already alarmed Dr. Cyril who closed his eyes and meditated.

He had already noticed it when the bell first rang.

However, perhaps for reasons that were not surprising at all, he did not show his enthusiasm for others, but closed his eyes again, and only then opened them slowly, as if taking a little more rest, he could finally Use all your energy to deal with Mr. So-and-so who ran over again.

"Ugh."

"Why did you come here this time?"

Without getting up, Dr. Cyril just changed his posture slightly, and with this casual but rather serious attitude, he faced the only person who came here today...

In fact, there is no illness at all, and there is no need to cure the nightmare, dear Lord Merlin the magician.

"Also." The voice of Cyril, who could almost treat each other indifferently in his heart, paused unexpectedly.

He stared at the white-haired magician who walked into the clinic and approached slowly. There seemed to be a trace of ripples on his calm face, and his slender eyebrows were slightly raised: "You are dressed like this, why..."

"cough."

The magician easily broke through the barrier of the handyman and came to his lover, but the magician did not lightly reveal the joy of his success.

On the contrary, he is low-key, restrained, docile and humble.

"Isn't that okay? I've made enough preparations for today to go smoothly, but since it's the first time I've done this kind of thing, how will the effect be... I'm a little worried."

The difference from usual is reflected here.

The white-haired magician, who changed his unchanging attire and replaced his robe and staff with a brand-new attire, smiled slightly, and used his smile to hide the slight anxiety still hidden in the corners of his mouth.

"Can you give me some feedback first?" Merlin skipped the slight unnaturalness at the beginning, and continued to smile: "No matter what others think, I really want to get your evaluation first."

"..."

Cyril's expression did not change significantly, nor did his gaze.

He didn't answer first, but still asked: "Please tell me about your purpose first."

"I'm here for the second interview." Merlin said, "Didn't you say that after you're ready, you can come back for another interview. Well, I've already prepared, my own strengths and weaknesses, use value, other Competitiveness that humans do not have is fully prepared.”

He is very confident that during the period of disappearance, those questions have been thoroughly researched, and he will definitely be able to answer them fluently and smoothly——

"...I am very touched by your efforts."

However, Dr. Cyril shook his head and said, "But you probably missed a key point."

"What's the point?"

"That is……"

Cyril paused every word: "I never said that the test questions raised in the interview will not change."

"..."

"..."

"Ah??? Ah!!! I———"

Not anymore.

A thunderbolt struck down, mercilessly hitting the head of the magician who was standing still in place.

And, while feeling the burning sensation all over his body, he deeply realized how unbearably stupid he had committed!

I can't bear to count, this is the number of stupid times Merlin has committed since he fell in love with his dear Duke (and was dumped by the Duke).

The degree of stupidity may vary, but the urge to cover your face and run away, which spreads rapidly to the whole body after a sudden realization, is common and unchangeable.

At this time, it may have to spread more violently and quickly.

Merlin (stiff): "..."

"I...forget it, let's retreat first, Cyril, I'll go back and calm down first, and next time—"

It's over, the magician, who is ashamed in front of his lover, actually wants to escape with extreme evasion.

In addition to the whining in his heart, the reason he couldn't bear it was also because he heard laughter.

It must be those two unlovable human teenagers, let's just watch around, and laugh so blatantly.Although he won't be as knowledgeable as an ignorant human kid, but this is too...

Oh.

Pure slander.

This time the teenagers watching did not laugh at him.

The laughter actually came from the front—a place very close to Merlin.

Due to the addition of an obstacle on the transmission path, the breath coming out of the fingers became a little silent, and it was so light that it fell on the heart like a feather.

Doctor Cyril was silent.

Yes, he remained silent, only changing his posture unconsciously.

He crossed his hands together and covered his face, just covering the area below the tip of his nose, and even more so, he covered up the changes in his expression very tightly.

It can only be barely judged from his furrowed brows that he may be as serious as the posture shown.

"..."

"You're laughing, honey."

"NO, I have not."

Cyril didn't admit that he just laughed.

He just let out a sound of surprise at the very coincidental moment when he was shocked by His Excellency Merlin's wisdom, and he didn't mean to laugh at anyone.

Merlin: "Oh... I believe you..."

But the magician was still disappointed.

The plan to leave sadly and wait for the next fight has not changed, and even wants to go faster, and he will come again after a while when Cyril forgets about it——

"No, no, puff...cough, don't, don't, don't."

"……Um?"

It's really surprising that Merlin who was about to run away actually heard the calm voice of his lover.

Now, even if he wanted to leave, it was impossible to leave. The magician quickly stopped the steps that he hadn’t taken that many centimeters. When he looked back, the expression that made Cyril secretly feel good when he saw it once appeared again. .

Of course, Cyril still wouldn't speak his true heart.

He calmly lowered the hand covering his face, his expression really couldn't be more serious.

Tapping the table with his fingertips, his thoughtful gaze swept across the face of the white-haired magician. He seemed to have pondered seriously for a while, and finally made the decision reluctantly: "Are you going to leave? But , since you have come here, why don't you take part in the interview."

"Anyway, the clinic is going to be closed, so it's okay to do a small interview with this last bit of time. Could it be that you are in such a hurry to leave because you don't have confidence in yourself?"

So reasonable.

And, it's not over yet.

Cut to the point and said so much, the blond young man who was still sitting upright, but slightly tilted his head, cast a peaceful gaze and stared at the magician.

There was a short pause.

When the magician and the teenagers running over were puzzled, Cyril raised a hand and beckoned, beckoning Giotto and G to sit next to him.

His eyes moved away from Merlin's body calmly, and at the same time, he said in a very flat tone: "To be honest, today's you make me feel very special. The windbreaker is very suitable for you. Change to the usual one. A different style that looks good."

"……what."

Merlin reacted.

This is answering the question he uttered nervously at the beginning.

It will not be too late to describe it until now.

Today's Merlin has really changed his style. It is often said that the fancy robes are replaced by a white windbreaker that fits over the knees. Under the windbreaker, he wears a casual shirt, trousers and boots with a retro look.

This change is really eye-catching.

His excessively long white hair was all scattered behind him, and his good figure with wide shoulders and long legs was all revealed. His figure was slender, and his temperament also changed. The affinity that was only superficial was gone, and it condensed into a deeper reality.

As for, the clothes under the windbreaker are somewhat similar to Dr. Cyril's daily attire-this may be an important detail.

Uh-huh!It's better not to say anything!

"Thank you, I hope this change will make you feel happy when you see it."

The magician whose mood changed from overcast to sunny first said with a smile, his voice became as soft as water at some point, and his eyes became as bright as stars at some point.

Cyril couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, but then he seemed to notice it, and then withdrew his smile: "Did you change your clothes just to show me? This attitude—well, it's suspected of misleading the interviewer. If it is not correct enough, ten points will be deducted from your initial test score."

Merlin: "Huh???!!!"

The fair interviewer: "You only have [-] points now. Please sit in front of us, the interview preparation has officially started, or do you want to prepare again?"

"Pfft...hahaha."

That's right this time, it's the brats who are laughing.

When Merlin heard this, ten points have already been deducted before the official start, is it still worth it?

He didn't care about the others, and immediately strode back: "No need to prepare! Okay, sir, I can start at any time."

Interviewer: "Well, this momentum is good. I appreciate confident interviewers."

Giotto made a small errand to bring a stool to the magician who came for the interview.Merlin sat down with a calm expression on his face, as confident as Cyril said, but actually his heart was still beating.

Don't be nervous, there's nothing to be nervous about.The magician said in his heart to himself who was getting nervous again.

He is the son of man and nightmare, the highest magician, and the king's mentor. He has never seen any storms and waves in the human world, so he should be talking and laughing in a frank manner, and the waves can't hit him.

However, perhaps it took this time of training before Merlin could realize——

This is of course not an ordinary interview, and the real purpose of the interview is not to get a job in a clinic with no future.

In front of the so-called "test of love", he is just the most ordinary, uneasy man who is inevitably nervous.

Any emotion that arises at this moment is human nature, and what is calm and calm is nonsense.

So, affected by it...

Merlin put his hands on his knees, his previously soft expression couldn't help being extremely serious, and he sat upright.

"..."

What's going on, why does the corner of Cyril's mouth want to rise again.

"... Are this white-haired uncle and Dr. Cyril playing a joke?"

The teenagers who were watching felt that they understood but didn't understand, and they didn't really know what these two people were doing. G moved to the side and whispered to Giotto quietly.

Giotto: "Well...it's none of our business anyway, let's take a look first."

If they live more than 100 years later, they can perfectly understand the situation at this time.

The interview in the workplace is so rigorous and solemn. Both the interviewer and the interviewer must be prepared, and there is no room for slack.

OK, after a short rest.

On the first day of opening of Cyril's clinic, the patient did not come to seek medical treatment. Instead, a strange interview started.

"First of all, please——explain briefly, how can you help me with my work? I don't need to mention the simplest ones. I mainly describe how much my work efficiency can be improved with one more you. promote."

"Well, my answer to this question is: everything. Although you say it's simple, I don't need to mention it, but the scope of my work can perfectly cover your work. As long as it is what you want to do, I can assist you, haha, after all It's my job to help others."

Really confident, and seems very convincing.

The interviewers scored their own responses to the first question and then consulted the opinions of the two jurors.

The two teenagers who suddenly became jurors: "Huh? Do we have a share too? Then..."

- Three points.

This is the score given by Juror No. [-] G.

The reason why juror No. [-] gave a low score is that the other party's rhetoric is very meaningless, what is called everything is fine, very experienced, it is too exaggerated, three points!

——Seven points.

This is the score scored by Juror No. [-] Giotto.

The standard of Juror No. [-] is obviously not as high as that of Juror No. [-], but it is not easy to handle it.

He said that the interviewer had a qualified attitude, was calm and open, and was very convincing in temperament, but the flaw was that he did not show his strength. It would be better if he could explain it in detail.Therefore, he currently has reservations, temporarily seven points.

Interviewer: "Well, it's recorded."

He continued with the second question, which was based on the interviewer's previous answers: "What are the aspects you mentioned earlier that I am not familiar with but need to deal with?"

The interviewer, the magician, replied: "First of all, it is magic. I think you can improve it a little bit. Then, it is intelligence. Is your clairvoyance not working at all times? In that case, you may need my help. Finally, There is another one, which I think is what you need most right now."

The interviewer asked, "What is it?"

"Well, that is - being a teacher and educating students."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired magician tidied up his collar invisibly, and showed his attitude of being ready for battle more vividly, which was enough to impress the interviewer's hard-hearted heart.

"Wait, if you want to talk about the experience of being a teacher, I should be quite sufficient."

When the interviewer's expression changed slightly, and there seemed to be the shadow of the approaching storm in his calm green eyes, the magician, who had predicted in advance what reaction he would cause the other party when he said these words, immediately said: " However, this time it is not for the purpose of educating a king, I just want to use the little experience I have to help you."

He stared closely at the other person's eyes, not letting go of the slightest trace that seemed to be changing: "So... can I get your acceptance?"

The interviewer did not reply in time.

At this moment, the blond young man seemed to have escaped from the simulated interview scene, his delicate face was covered with a thin layer of mist, and suddenly he was somewhat unclear.

Merlin was nervous, but he didn't expect that the scene that made him inexplicably uneasy lasted only a few seconds.

Cyril soon became a qualified interviewer again.

"Jurors, for the interviewer's second answer, what is the score you gave?"

"..."

This strange pattern is still going on.

Well, the two teenagers scored one after another.

- zero points.

Juror One is not a random score.

He is very straightforward, if he doesn't understand, he doesn't understand, he has no idea what this grown-up is talking about, what teacher and student, who wants to recruit students?

- five points.

From this point of view, juror number two was more polite.

But he still scored low.

He probably understood the topic of teachers and students, and guessed that it might have something to do with him.

So... the real reason is not easy to say.

Juror No. [-] was keenly aware that the white-haired man who came to interview twice didn't seem to like him very much.

Although he didn't care at all whether he was likable or not, the specific criteria for scoring should follow the real interviewer.

After quietly sitting and observing, it was finally determined that Mr. Interviewer didn't really want the interviewer to stay.

Therefore, Juror No. [-]: "The reason is not sufficient, and there are too many personal factors, so, sorry, five points."

Well, the interview is over——

Brush it!

The chair legs moved back and rubbed against the ground, ending with a cold and piercing sound.

The interviewer sorted out the scores of himself and the jurors, and quickly announced the result: "The total score is 50 points, and your total score is 20 points. You failed the interview. I'm sorry, please come back next time."

Merlin: "???"

"If you don't intend to leave directly, please close the door when you leave. Well, Giotto, G, let's go downstairs, it's time to close for dinner."

Yep, Cyril has given the clinic a makeover.

The original bar was underground, and he moved the basement to the ground, creating a void that was refilled and turned into a resting room for the clinic staff.

The place is very spacious, and the only drawback may be that it is not ventilated and does not let in sunlight.Fortunately, they are in the clinic on the ground during the day, so it doesn't matter.

Merlin: "Wait, why did I fail again? No, honey, so you only gave me five points?!"

It's okay if you don't find out, but once you find out, the truth is so sad that you can't help but want to cry for the poor magician.

He applied for an analysis of this score, forgetting the fifteen points of the human brats, and Merlin was eager to know where Cyril's five points were scored, and where more points were deducted. where.

However, Cyril kindly comforted the magician and asked him to continue his efforts.

Afterwards, Cyril coldly rejected the magician and let him think for himself.

"It's shameful to get something for nothing. Your Excellency Merlin, you are so smart, you must be self-reliant."

The door leading directly to hope, just like that, was closed before the eyes of the magician.

Well, it's really closed.After the clinic closed, Cyril took the two children downstairs and began to prepare today's dinner. After the meal was served, the three of them sat together.

At the dining table, the two teenagers seemed to hesitate to speak.

They didn't want to mention the white-haired uncle who failed the interview. What they thought was that the clinic opened today, but there were no patients. Would they like to comfort the ambitious Dr. Cyril...

Doctor Cyril's attitude is as good as his appetite: "Huh?"

What's up, is there anything to lose?Not at all.

For today's situation, it has long been expected.

This is just the most obvious beginning.

In the unusual slums——under such a special background, troubles will inevitably follow...

He is in no hurry.

"So, the most important thing is to eat well. Huh? Children, why do you have such a depressed expression?"

"...Oh, nothing."