Tearmoon Empire Story

Two days after the freshman welcome dance party.

After all the orientation, the full class has finally begun.

Meer had an extra grin as she sidelined the slightly anxious classmates in her new life, the first class she would experience.

It is also natural that, as Meer at any rate, I have already experienced it once.

Plus, I learned a long time ago about what I studied.

I have already learned to apply it.

- Huh, I can afford it!

and so forth, and the phrase on track,

"If there's anything I don't know, I'll tell you!

and so on, and some students were also blown away.

I wish I could...

Class starts, a few minutes.

"Oh, oh?

Meer noticed.

- That's crazy. Absolutely, I don't remember.

Meer, I completely forgot. that I was not a very good student.

Meer was born with the unique skill of a politician: "Forget what's inconvenient"!

For once, when I was in the country, I studied what seemed necessary to avoid guillotine. But there is a bias in that.

We only had a fair level of knowledge to teach people.

It was the latest arithmetic that particularly afflicted Meer. Mia, a passive literary person (who says she chose literature because she doesn't like reason...), gets a headache when she tries to calculate it.

- Shit, stay, it's not good!

Meer was in a hurry.

It's too embarrassing to be able to answer more than I've slapped a big mouth!

After finishing the day's schedule, Meer just went back to her room, before anyone could talk to her.

"Anne! Anne!

"Master Meer, what's wrong?

Anne looked surprised when she saw Meer rushing into the room.

"Anne, come with me to my math class tomorrow."

"Huh?"

St. Noel's School is able to accompany its employees to classes. Few people bring their best followers to study to help them study next door.

But Anne doesn't have that in mind. So Anne hesitated to reply.

I saw that, Meer, just think about it for a second......,

"Oh, you don't mind adjusting your daily workload better than going to class. You can clean your room every two days, and I can help you."

"That's it! I can't do that. If you want to do it, I'll do a decent day's work too!

"No, then I can't review classes or anything."

"What?"

"Ah..."

Rumor of spills. Even Meer has his pride.

To Anne, who trusts and trusts me and even respects me, I can't believe she said, "Study for yourself a bad study and tell me later! I can't say."

"Well, arithmetic should help Anne, too."

In distress, Meer said.

By the way, arithmetic does help. It's a must-have technology to do business, and what you can learn at St. Noel's is the latest knowledge. Seriously, if you learn, you'll be treasured in many places.

"Mi, Mia..., for me..."

In an extremely impressive way, Anne said.

"Thank you so much for your concern, Master Meer. I'll do my best to reward you."

"Yeah..."

To Anne's honest reaction, Meer was inspired by tingling and guilt.

"Beh, nothing, you don't have to worry about it. I just want you to help me, too, because I'm not going to know."

I try to balance my mind by adding the genuine part. He is a cautious man as usual.

"Dear Meer..."

To Anne, the words seemed like an excuse I had added in advance not to distract myself.

Civilians can get paid for knowledge in St. Noel for free, which is usually an unthinkable favor.

Anne wanted to offer Meer wherever she was going. I'm going to follow you and take care of you till the end, even if you're going to marry some foreign country.

But that's only Anne's side of the story, and maybe, one day, the day will come when she quits her exclusive maid of honor for Meer.

Meer is probably telling me to acquire knowledge for when such a day comes.

- Or...

Maybe Meer, she really thinks of herself as a stomach. And maybe he's trying to get you to acquire the knowledge you need as a belly heart.

Being asked for higher abilities, that's a reversal of trust.

Although Anne was aware that it was too convenient to imagine...

"Meer, I'll do my best."

Her motivation went up undeniably.