Familiar teacher should also be sweet

Kaluyeg's head was full of black lines: "You mean... this bird is me?"

It has a round and fluffy fat body, a short mouth and pocket demon wings, and the long purple bangs that give it soul.

The author must have observed carefully, this owl is the form he used when he was familiar, and it is as soft and fluffy as Suzuki Iruma's character.

"Yes, yes, I poked it out of the devil's cashmere. It feels great, but...compared to your state, the feel is still a bit worse." Alice, a craftsman, sticks out her tongue and gives a thumbs up, almost He didn't write the words "quickly praise me" on his forehead.

With a dark face, Kaluyeg wanted to throw this thing out, but after thinking about it, he threw it out, as if he was the one who was ashamed, so he stretched out his hand to push the statue aside.

Alice hugged Kaluyage's waist from behind, trying to stop his movement: "Don't do this, Mr. Jaeger, it took me several nights to make it!"

"How many nights?!"

"Yeah, it's the first time I made such a big woolen thing. You see, I accidentally poked it with my finger. For the sake of my hard work, don't burn it?!" Alice let go Hand, spread ten fingers covered with bandages, "Look, look."

Kaluyeg grabbed Alice's wrist: "Who said it was going to be burned?! You think too much."

"Don't you burn it?"

"Don't put it here, it's too intrusive, move home and let me see your hands." Kaluyeg: "Did the doctor say anything?"

"Let me not get in the water recently...something like that." Alice asked a little nervously, "Mr. Jaeger, are you a little unhappy?"

"No." Kaluyage said dryly, still holding Alice's hand to check.

"Do you hate me? Sir Jaeger."

"I don't hate it, they say you think too much." Kaluyeg's usual black face, but the frown deepened.

Alice caught his displeasure from his subtle expression, and her smiling face lost its color in an instant.

For a moment, there was only silence between the two of them.

"Dangdang." The crisp knock on the door broke the pale atmosphere between Kaluyeg and Alice.

"Ahem, please come in." Kaluyeg teleported to the chair in the office, and he was in this warm-colored room unexpectedly without any disobedience.

"You, hello... Teacher." The door opened a thin crack, and half a black head and a pair of black and white eyes protruded out of it.

Alice smiled and opened the door, and motioned sideways for this classmate to come in: "Hello, this classmate, do you have any troubles and want to talk about it?"

The black-haired boy in the blue school uniform slowly moved himself into the room, bowing his head in silence.

Kaluyege frowned, dissatisfied with the boy's long silence, "If you don't have anything to do, don't waste our time here."

"Mr. Jaeger, you are too serious." Alice gave the other party a step in order to break the deadlock, "You can tell us anything, and we will help you, but before that, sit down first. "She moved a chair for the boy and made tea.

Studies have shown that a comfortable environment and a pleasant atmosphere can help reduce a person's tension.

"That... teacher, here is where you can consult... um, is it about liking?" The young man was holding the teacup, his head almost lowered under the chair. This performance made Kaluyeg even more dissatisfied. The breath almost spread to Alice's side.

Alice raised her eyebrows, oh, there are customers coming so soon (isn't it)?For love, they won't be afraid even if it's Kaluyeg's black face.

"It turned out to be a relationship issue. We absolutely protect the privacy of the students. Please speak freely." Alice stroked the boy's black head.

"I... want to speak to Teacher Alice alone." The boy's voice was as low as that of a mosquito, his head was lowered, and his back was almost bent into a bow.

It was even colder around Kaluyege, Alice looked at Kaluyege reassuringly, "Then let's talk in the sand table room."

Alice led the boy to the closed sand table room. The boy first set up the sand table for a while before speaking slowly.

"Yes...it's like this, I, I want to confess to...the girl I like, but...I'm scared..." The boy looked up at the smiling Alice, and then lowered his head , can't wait for the whole person to get into the sand table.

"Are you afraid of being rejected?" Alice said softly.

The boy opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect Alice to say it so bluntly. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said yes, and then talked about how he met that girl, how he fell in love with that girl, and sometimes he couldn't say anything. Smooth, but full of the sincerity and passion of a young man.

After the boy finished speaking, he pulled away from that state, and asked Alice a little nervously: "Teacher, am I a little strange?"

"Of course it's not surprising, it's just a very normal psychology. To tell you the truth, I have had this experience too." Alice smiled mischievously, her face full of nostalgia.

"Ms. Alice... the same as me?"

"Well, of course, don't look at the teacher's cheerful and lively appearance now, in fact, he was shy and shy when he was a student. If it weren't for a senior who asked me to help him (her) with various Things, I may still have a character that dare not speak or do things."

"Hey?"

"I was shy and shy, and it was at that time that I met someone I liked.

When meeting him for the first time, he looked cold, standing beside the senior with his chest around his chest, as if he was not close to strangers.The senior came up and rubbed my face and patted my head, introducing us to each other.

Senior wants me to become stronger, so he always asks me to help with things like shopping and luggage. Some things make people very distressed. At this time, he appeared. Although he had a cold face, he always Be gentle with me.

At that time, I seemed to be cheerful, but behind that was a small heart that was afraid of getting hurt. It was his gentle care that gradually opened up my heart and made me stronger.

Naturally, I fell in love with him, and the next step after confirming that I like him is to confess.

At that time, I hesitated, the confession failed, we might not even have to be friends, and I didn’t confess, but I felt unwilling...

I want to be closer to him... I want to let him know the love I have... I want to pass this feeling on to him...

Just a few words with him can make my face blush, so I made up various teaching materials for this, and even asked the succubus sister: how can I make the person I like also like me.But even after doing so much work, when I stood in front of him, I was still timid and dared not speak up.

At that time, I thought in my heart, what if... I was rejected? "