Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 15, Teaching

Gugu is a monster that lives in the labyrinth of temperate environments. There is nothing special about this monster itself, but the eggs it lays are very popular among adventurers. Because the eggshell of Gugu eggs naturally has a fresh and salty taste, and it is easily melted by high temperatures.

Therefore, there is generally no need for complicated cooking processes to prepare omelettes. Simply baking or boiling them will make them a delicious dish.

It is said that any adventurer who has been active in a maze with a Gugu living in it has been "taken care of" by a Gugu egg to some extent. In addition, the Gugu itself is not a very aggressive and dangerous monster.

Therefore, adventurers generally do not take the initiative to hunt Gugu. Even in the Holy Kingdom of Libera, where the cost of establishing a church is very low, there are many churches that list Gugu as their faith.

So, do I need to know so much when I’m just drinking a bowl of egg soup?
Miriam put the egg soup into her mouth with a complicated expression.

It all started when Miriam casually asked, "Professor, what kind of precious egg is this?" Then, the professor told her everything about Gu Gu eggs in great detail.

The above part is only what Miriam remembered.

But Miriam was quite surprised that Professor Ritas would eat the favorite food of the adventurers. Besides, when Ritas was eating, he didn't seem to be very particular about etiquette, except that he would not talk with food in his mouth.

It turns out that the professor isn't someone who seems to always be above the clouds. At least, in real life, he's basically an ordinary person.

Well, except when you abuse magic.

Through her own observations, Miriam unexpectedly developed a slight sense of closeness to Ritas.

"Thank you for the treat, Professor Ritas."

Soon, Miriam finished her share of food and breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

"You're welcome, Cadet Miriam."

Ritas began to clear the table and put away the dishes, while Miriam hurried forward to help.

While washing the dishes, Miriam felt a feeling similar to nostalgia.

Everything that happened this morning, including this breakfast, reminded him of his time in his hometown.

Since arriving at Earls College, Miriam had eaten dishes in the college cafeteria that she had never dared to imagine or even heard of before. The dishes were very delicate, delicious, and varied. Not to mention eating them for half a month, she probably wouldn't get tired of them in the four years at the college.

However, after the initial novelty wore off, Miriam would have a feeling every time she ate that "these dishes didn't seem to suit me", a feeling that was difficult to describe in detail, as if something was missing.

The breakfast made by Ritas, which was extremely simple and which Miriam had occasionally eaten in the orphanage, slightly alleviated his discomfort with the food in the academy restaurant or the academy as a whole.

As for the taste of the breakfast made by Ritas, Miriam thought it was impeccable.

However, if one had to find a fault, it would be that although the food was delicious, it still tasted the way Miriam could imagine, without any surprises or shocks.

Although it is difficult to make a surprising taste with simple ingredients and simple cooking, Miriam still remembered the theory said by the nuns in the church, "You can roughly see a person's character from the dishes he makes."

Professor Ritas really does look like the kind of person who can make the same dish taste the same no matter how many times he cooks it, like a magical device.

With plenty of time left before the classes officially started, Miriam and Ritas left the dormitory one after the other.

Miriam walked in front, and Ritas followed slowly behind.

At first, Miriam didn't take it seriously. But after walking a few intersections, Miriam felt something was wrong.

Because he was now heading towards the direction of the college restaurant.

He had already had breakfast, but the reason he went to the restaurant was because he had made an appointment with Grenville the day before. What was the reason for Naritas to go to the college restaurant?
Professor Ritas, are you following him?
Eh? Why?
Miriam also thought about it, slowing down her pace a little and walking side by side with Ritas.

But this idea was just a thought. After all, he could not imagine himself walking side by side with Professor Ritas, talking and laughing.

In this way, Miriam, who could feel the gazes from behind all the way, gritted her teeth and came to the college restaurant.

"Oh! Glenn."

Miriam saw Grenville near the restaurant door. That pinch of orange had never given him such a strong sense of security.

"This way, Miriam!"

Glenwell seemed to be in a good mood that day, so when he heard Miriam's call, he smiled and waved in response. However, just as he was waving halfway, he saw Ritas behind Miriam.

Glenn Will's smile froze on his face, and when he looked at Miriam, his eyes were full of "Huh? Why?"

Miriam could only shrug in response.

"Good morning, Cadet Grenville."

"Good morning! Professor Ritas!"

In response to Ritas's greeting, Grenville responded with a spiritual voice that made people around him look sideways.

"A glass of mountain tree juice, thank you."

In the college restaurant, looking at Ritas ordering at the counter, Miriam finally understood why he came to the restaurant after having breakfast.

However, the drink that Ritas ordered didn't sound tasty at all.

"Is it my illusion? There never seem to be many students in the restaurant?"

Glenwell said this while sitting with Miriam at a seat close to the counter, looking at the rather empty restaurant. Although he felt a little resentful that Miriam had "led" Ritas here, he was not going to get upset over such a small matter.

"Huh? Don't you know?"

It's been two weeks since school started.

Miriam looked at Grenville in confusion, then gave a brief explanation.

The reason the college cafeteria was so sparsely populated wasn't because most students, like Ritas, cooked their own meals in their dormitories. Instead, the college cafeteria offered a delivery service.

Furthermore, this service thoughtfully uses magical tools to deliver the food, ensuring it arrives at the same temperature as fresh from the oven. Furthermore, if students request a dish that requires a performance or on-the-spot re-processing, the chef will also come to the dormitory with them.

Such a thoughtful delivery service also comes at a fair price of 50 gold cards per semester.

By the way, in the Holy Kingdom of Libera, an ordinary person only needs one gold card to eat and drink enough for a month.

When Glenville heard the price of the delivery service, his expression suddenly changed to that of an old monk in meditation, even though he was a little tempted at first.

Among the students in the Zishanmu class, all of whom came from commoner backgrounds, the only one who could afford the delivery service was probably Sylvie, whose family ran a big business.

"Ah, dear Ritas, since you are here, why don't you order some of my new creative dishes?" Along with the mountain tree juice that Ritas ordered, a figure wearing a tall chef's hat came out from the kitchen. This middle-aged man with particularly long eyelashes, particularly moist eyes, and a particularly soft figure is Chef Kenny from Earls College.

"Today's creative dish is called 'Colorful'~"

Listening to Chef Kenny's words, Miriam and Glenville also turned their eyes towards the counter.

On the counter sat a dish that was, in all its glory, a dazzling array of colors. The dish was so eclectic that it was impossible to discern its ingredients. Besides the sheer variety of colors, another hallmark of this "colorful" dish was its sheer brightness.

Bright red, bright blue, bright yellow, bright green and so on and so forth.

In Miriam's experience, dishes with particularly bright colors are usually...
Before Ritas could respond, a sudden noise came from the other side of the restaurant.

There was a lucky student who ordered "Colorful" and put it in his mouth. The lucky student covered his mouth and ran to the emergency exit of the restaurant. Soon, the sound of him spitting out a rainbow was heard in the emergency exit.

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"No, Chef Kenny, I've already had breakfast and just want a drink."

Ritas politely declined the enthusiastic Chef Kenny.

At this time, the dishes ordered by Miriam's table were also brought up by the waiter.

Glenville, who had been recommended "a special dish that can only be eaten today" and ordered it without hesitation, fell into deep thought as he looked at the large plate of "colorful" food.

Miriam, who had ordered other normal dishes, recalled what Ritas said in the dormitory and breathed a sigh of relief.

As for why Miriam, who had also had breakfast, ordered another one in the restaurant?
Listen, didn’t Chef Kenny just say that not long ago?
Come here
At noon, Ritas appeared in the classroom of Yew Fir Wood School on time.

After taking a quick glance at the classroom, Ritas saw that the six students in his grade were already in the classroom.

Iris and Sylvie Latras looked no different than before.

Ngri Viedo lowered his head, and his hair covered most of his face, so his expression could not be seen. But at least, he should not be injured.

When Merce Finn met Ritas's eyes, she still looked timid.

Miriam and Grenville both had slightly green faces and were half-paralyzed in their seats.

I don’t know what happened to these two people after I left the restaurant.

Ritas thought so in his heart.

Earlier, after having morning tea in the college cafeteria, Ritas separated from Miriam.

After all, Ritas's morning tea was just a routine. He definitely didn't want to know whether Miriam would have breakfast with the female students she had just met the day before, such as Cecilia Windsor, the head of freshmen.

Absolutely not.

After about half a minute of silence, Ritas reached out and started the metronome in the corner of the podium.

There are fewer students in the class, so the advantage is that there is no need to take roll call.

Just as Ritas was about to speak up and start the day's class, two young women entered the classroom with a mixture of the sound of wheels and footsteps.

"You're late."

Looking at the blonde lady and the flax-haired maid, Ritas said bluntly.

"Sorry. It took us some extra time to go up the stairs."

The blonde lady spoke calmly, motioning with subtle movements towards her wheelchair, making it impossible for Ritas to continue accusing or lecturing.

As she talked with Ritas, the students' attention naturally focused on her.

But even so, she didn't seem to have any intention of introducing herself or saying anything.

So, after a moment of silence in the classroom, Ritas could only "do it for me".
"This is my tutor assistant, Ms. Adeline. She will assist me in completing my work as a tutor for Yewwood in the next four years. Ms. Adeline is also a graduate of Earls Higher School of Magic and is very familiar with this school. So, as I said before, I recommend you to discuss your troubles and worries in life with her rather than with me."

On this day, Adeline was dressed more formally than two days ago. However, she still wore a pair of tight gloves that outlined the shape of her hands very well.

"Ah"

After hearing what Ritas said, Adeline laughed contemptuously. She didn't even look at the students from the Yew Fir School, but just said indifferently,
“I hope that what you call troubles are truly troublesome.”

Adeline's words naturally caused the students to look at each other in confusion.

They thought that the professor who had been introduced as the "Iron Maiden" at the beginning was difficult enough to get along with. Unexpectedly, the assistant professor of this professor seemed to be difficult to get along with for another reason.

And Ritas felt that the seedling called "ominous premonition" in his heart was growing rapidly.

He felt a little regretful, and he regretted it all the way to the moment he became Livis' "disciple".

"As for this one."

Looking at Ann behind Adeline, Ritas was stunned.

He also didn't know how to introduce this lady who walked into the classroom in a maid outfit.

Fortunately, Adeline took over the conversation.
"I'm a researcher at the Leviathan Institute, Ann. As a researcher at the institute under the name of Earls College, Ann has applied for long-term auditor qualifications in accordance with the regulations."

Adeline emphasized the words "in compliance with regulations".
"As for her attire."

"Just interest."

Maid An glanced at the students in the classroom, then said again with a stern face,
"Just, interest."

In the silent Yew Fir Wood classroom, the students were all looking at the three "adults" surrounding the podium.

Except for Merci, the other students all had the same thought.

It didn't seem like a bad idea to let the substitute teacher who could only read from the textbook continue to teach them.

(End of this chapter)