Avoid Former Co-Workers

21 – 21. End-of-Semester Evaluation (9)

The end-of-semester evaluation had many twists and turns.

A fuss arose as to why the final test was the way it was.

The people who went out first ask what happened because they don’t know what happened inside, and there is a commotion again.

The end of this uproar ended with being laughed at, saying that it was right to pass the test center as soon as possible.

The end-of-semester evaluation of all first and second year students came to an end as the last pair to finish the last test, camping, came out through the exit.

“Huaam… You’ve worked hard… Senior Junon…”

Renias, who took the rest of the day off from sleeping, yawned, revealing the fatigue that hadn’t gone away yet.

“You’ve been through a lot too. Renias.”

I didn’t use my body much, so this was the first time I got blisters.

Actually, blisters are not a problem.

Even though it happened within the Talbrut arc, I can’t believe I was able to face the horror in front of me and overcome it.

That alone made me think that Lenias was amazing.

‘I still don’t want to remember my past.’

Does that level have to be enough to create a barrier to defeat the beasts alone on the battlefield?

I just think it’s a long way off.

Rhenias brought the cane and school uniform that he had left outside before the exam and said while rubbing his dazed eyes that hadn’t woken up yet.

“Senior… I’m so tired… Can I go in to rest first…”

If anyone sees you, you’ll know that you’ve been working as a laborer somewhere.

I didn’t know it during the exam, but looking at it now, the first energy was soaked with fatigue.

“…Go in carefully and don’t fall.”

“hehehehe. You helped me, so next time I’ll buy you a meal. See you again, senpai…”

Well, it seems unlikely that I will run into you in the future, but…

I’m sorry that I used it at the banquet hall, but I’ll know someday, so it’s okay, right?

Rhenias moved with the support of the servants who arrived shortly after, and finally smiled at me and waved his hand as hard as he could before getting on the carriage.

‘All that’s left is…’

Sylvia Cuteli, which I personally carried on my back while I was taking the evaluation. She is one of them

It seemed like he was exchanging a few words with Rhenias, but the conversation he had with me hadn’t been long.

I was about to move to the dormitory thinking that I should think about it later since I may have eyes for now.

I had no choice but to stop.

“Hmm?”

“…”

What is it? Why.

Why are you holding my sleeve collar with your fingertips like a timid kid who can’t even speak?

No way… To continue what I was talking about earlier?

“We’re not done yet.”

Ah.

Why do these premonitions always come true?

***

I can’t even dream of a bench in a place where we meet at a cafe or where people often walk.

In order to have a conversation with this strange combination of the main perpetrator and victim of the position trouble caused by the aristocrats, I had no choice but to get a private room.

However, the two sitting facing each other across the table haven’t had any conversation for ten minutes yet.

“……”

No… If you come, please say something.

He doesn’t say anything and I don’t know what he’s doing.

“There…”

Oh. Yeah, we’re going to talk about something! Okay. Let’s hear something.

“Tell me. I’m listening.”

“No… That… Could you wait a little longer?”

…What the heck.

You’re going to think about it for 10 minutes?

‘I don’t think I’m talking nonsense… Whew.’

That’s why I grabbed her by the collar. Junon noticed right away. Wasn’t it obvious to her that Sylvia had a conversation to share?

Besides, he still hadn’t been able to answer the question of Sylvia’s behavior, and she deserved to be curious about Sylvia’s words.

Since there are mutually curious things, they agreed to the conversation thinking that it would be better to solve them cleanly.

Even if it started from a misunderstanding, I decided that it was better not to have a backlash.

I wanted to take a break from moving and thinking all day thanks to the end-of-semester evaluation, so I was evasive by pointing out Sylvia’s outfit, and now it’s time to talk straight.

‘So I deliberately reserved a private room.’

If you keep making eye contact with her, she immediately lowers her head. Are you saying it right or not?

I’m sure it won’t work. Will the conversation continue like this?

Junon decided that it would be better for him to open his mouth first.

“There is only one reason why I thought your behavior was awkward. It was because the number of wounds on my body decreased as time went by.”

When Junon led the conversation first, Sylvia, who was restless and unable to speak, listened to her.

“It was so awkward. If you want to bully someone, you would have to do it with a group of people, but you always dealt with 1:1 by yourself as if you weren’t going to get hurt.”

“…”

Junon’s answer is exactly the same. She used to question whether this behavior was correct for Sylvia’s psychology every day.

The decision is made soon.

‘Yes… I have to be honest.’

I know very well that there is no qualification.

I know very well that I shouldn’t be like this.

Even though she knew that she shouldn’t ask such a favor to someone who had been harassing her, Sylvia had no choice but to grab Junon’s collar at that time.

But now I can say it straight.

“Junon, I wanted to start by saying I’m sorry to you.”

That he was willing to sacrifice others because he did not want to lose what he had.

***

Sylvia Cutelli.

The daughter of Count Kutelli, a powerful aristocrat who holds real power in the duchy.

She said that since Sylvia had something she really wanted to say to me, she said she wanted to say that she was sorry.

She had an implicit plan to raise the prestige of aristocrats and certain positions by causing position trouble, and she added that Sylvia joined because she was in the position of being an aristocrat and an illegitimate child.

When she asked why she didn’t say no, even though she knew it was wrong, she replied that Sylvia didn’t want to lose what she had now.

She was a bit esoteric when she first heard this, but when Sylvia considered that she was the count’s illegitimate daughter, everything was explained to her.

She lived in a luxurious count’s family, but she was an illegitimate child who was shunned by her mother’s origin and her birth, and was used and abandoned.

Considering the treatment excommunicated nobles are treated, this must have been quite desperate.

She had to rely on her only kinship, her status as an aristocrat, and she must have struggled to prove her worth as an illegitimate child.

So even though she knew it was wrong, she couldn’t refuse, and she wanted to expand her position by impressing other nobles as well.

She

Since she didn’t want to be kicked out, she must have only looked at the Count every time.

I wonder if she’s even been told to behave well.

‘…That’s understandable.’

Because I was once like that too.

Everyone pointed at me as a nuisance in Thambris, and although the people involved said it was fine, my heart was not at all like that.

I feel like I’m being chased even though no one is saying anything, so I’m practicing my new magic.

I used to find a room, even asking why I was doing this.

I also wanted to use my strength to help the Thambris party.

I don’t want to put a psychological burden on you by showing you nervousness, but I can’t just drag you around like a burden.

The thing I was most afraid of was the thought that one day I might be abandoned.

The only place I could lean on was the people by my side right now, and I worried that if I lost them, everything would end.

Sylvia must have been in a similar situation.

Her label as her illegitimate son haunts her in her county house.

In order not to be abandoned, you must prove your usefulness to the Count.

In order to get rid of the label of being an illegitimate child, the demands of nobles and professors must be met even though they know it is wrong.

It was clear that he wanted to prevent being left alone even if he took a risky route.

And now I am standing in front of my eyes as a female student who has lost everything she has and has no place to lean on and no one to support her.

Just like me in the past.

“…I didn’t say it with the hope that you’d forgive me. Still… I even made an ugly excuse, but I just wanted to keep my head down, I mean it.”

Sylvia is having a hard time with the end of semester assessments, and thanks to her looking for me, her face isn’t that good.

But with that face that looks like her condition is very bad, she is begging me for forgiveness while bowing her head.

A clean confession of apology with no scratches.

Seeing it in front of you, how can you not be moved?

Although she wasn’t the same, she didn’t feel like she couldn’t understand the position.

“What kind of soybean flour families are there?”

“…”

“You suffered as much as you did.”

As soon as Sylvia heard these words, she burst into tears like a waterfall, and she began to cry out loud.

I don’t know if the sadness she’s been experiencing has exploded, or if she’s been lonely because there’s not a single person who’s supported her.

However, it is certain that the abnormal symptoms that Sylvia showed before her return were affected.

She is also a heavy burden. It leaves scars that are more painful than any wound. Could she have finally collapsed?

I’m glad it didn’t happen this time.

“Kkeuhueup…! I, Jijjaen, in the meantime, heuhuheuong…!!.”

I just listened to this guy pouring out all her tears and snot as she confessed.

It must have been that the emotions that were so far away from her were overlapped and mixed together due to Sylvia’s tightrope walking, and finally flowed down as her tears.

Loneliness with no one to know about her situation.

Bitter guilt about doing her wrong.

She said that no one around her would help her sleep, and instead of her colleagues and friends, only anxiety would always accompany her.

I myself experienced the loneliness, guilt, and anxiety she felt. She can assert

Sylvia said she was a bad person in the lower class and would not be able to remain a person.

If she had no identity, she wouldn’t have committed such evil even knowing that it was evil.

It’s all about the environment and the educational process.

Following the intense stress and positional pressure she received from her count’s family, Sylvia gradually lost her feelings.

She has always had the same face, consistent answers, and mechanical behavior, so there is no such thing as novelty.

If it hadn’t been for the circumstances of being an illegitimate son of a count, he would have been a bit timid.

She opens her eyes to her sociability as she makes her laugh at some of her friends who approach such a timid Sylvia.

As she grew up normally and spent her fruitful academy life, many invitations to North Korea arrived by her side, laughing and chatting.

She looks timid with her shy appearance, but is pretty when she smiles, and people around her fall in love with her gentle sheep-like charm.

There must be mistakes for Sylvia, who walked her flower path like that.

Realizing that it was her fault, she must have bowed her head as she does now.

Then she would wake up to other emotions and wince.

Knowing that she is at a loss due to her unique personality, people around her approach her and kindly explain.

Her friends turned a blind eye to her first mistake, and Sylvia would not have shown this to her friends.

Pouring out her tears, she embraced her heart, bitter with her guilt for the first time.

“I am very, very, very, very, very lost…”

As she is now, she vomits out the words of sorry and stops crying among her friends who comfort her.

I thought that such a scene would suit Sylvia, and I waited until Sylvia’s cries were over.

Today is the day when the girl who has regained her dry emotions pours out her tears and regains her self that was imprisoned by the Count’s family.