Surprising Even Breathing

26 – tag

The students opened the note on the desk and glanced sideways at each other, trying to figure out whose secret angel each one was playing.

The process of figuring out who the person on the note is and what kind of face it is.

I, like them, looked closely at Lurivienne to ascertain who it was.

The atmosphere in the classroom instantly cooled, and all the students who were looking the other way shook their heads and bent their backs, probably instinctively feeling that I was watching them.

The most agitated among them was Luribien.

The blonde haired elf with emerald green eyes stands still with his ears erect as if he has been poisoned with paralysis.

“hahahaha. Everyone, everyone, did you check who, whose angel you have become?”

When the classroom froze with just my eyes, Professor Richellin raised her arms stiffly like a wooden doll and said,

I try my best to make the class run as smoothly as possible.

It was not easy for her to keep her own pace as the atmosphere in the classroom kept changing with just a small movement and my eyes sitting in the far back corner.

Everyone pretended not to, but they were keenly aware of me watching from behind.

Are these people who deserve to be evaluated as lacking in talent?

They were in a state of guessing how scary and dangerous I was with their own senses.

“hmm.”

I guess I was looking at it with too much concentration.

It was so exciting for me to be someone’s secret angel that I didn’t consider that they felt the fear of death just by looking at me.

I relaxed my eyes, controlled my magic and emotions, and pretended not to be interested in looking ahead.

Only then did the shrunken students straighten their backs, and Professor Richellin also moistened his dry lips with his tongue.

“To be an angel is to take care of and help that person. How can I help?”

I asked the professor.

I was curious about the specific behavior of the secret angel role.

“Ah yes! De, de, de, Demesis! That’s right, it’s not really decided. You can think of a way to help that person, study and help in your own way! Understanding others is also the goal of this class!”

Richelin replied, politely putting her arms at her sides and raising her nine tails in an orderly manner.

Since this was the first question I asked, the fox ears spread apart in surprise.

“Is there a time limit? Maybe after a certain amount of time, I have to inform that person that I am a secret angel.”

“Oh, no, there is nothing like that. How long to help that person, how to act like an angel, it’s all up to you.”

She didn’t make eye contact with me, and continued speaking while looking around.

“The secret angel game does not score points. There is no evaluation of doing well or not. So don’t be burdened and take care of the trivial things with the mindset that they are for the sake of the other person. It’s not difficult, and anyone can do it.”

“Okay, keep that in mind.”

I nodded.

It’s up to my heart how to help.

I was already full of miscellaneous imaginations in my head about what the elf would like.

It felt good to be able to form relationships with others in this way.

“Again, again, do you have any questions?”

Richelin looked back at the students and asked.

You asked them, but you also asked me.

After solving my curiosity, I fell silent, and other students who did not dare to continue with my question shook their heads.

Who was chosen to ask so aggressively?

For some reason, the whole class seemed uneasy.

Lou Rivien keeps her ears erect and her arms twitch, as if she continues to sense the dangerous energy.

*

The ‘History of the Continent and Characteristics of Races’ class ended after an overview of other learning and schedule information.

The full-fledged study of history and heterogeneity through textbooks will begin in the next class.

Like the ‘Secret Angel’ game, these minor tasks can be given once in a while.

Professor Richellin walked out of the classroom wagging his tail as if he had barely finished his task.

I was about to leave the place quickly in an uncomfortable atmosphere, but I suddenly remembered what I was going to do and looked back at the dark-haired woman.

Come to think of it, I had something to ask him.

Is the head of the information guild right, and how far has the investigation into magic control items progressed?

slow down.

When I didn’t get up, the other students sneaked up first and left the classroom on tiptoes, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.

Among them, a dark-haired woman also joins in and sneaks out of the classroom.

I had business with her and got up after her before she left.

“Hick!”

All the students who tried to step out of the classroom were surprised.

The students in the direction I was staring at looked at them, then slipped away and opened the way for me.

However, the blue-haired woman was clasping her bag and walking faster than she pretended not to see my gaze, disappearing out of sight.

Wow, pretending not to know until the end.

They must have known that I stood up from the reaction of the people around me, but I rushed away.

This was blatantly avoiding me.

I accurately grasped her mana and moved.

I walk down the hallway in the direction she disappeared.

Why are you avoiding me like this?

I’ve felt it before, but I’m trying to pretend I don’t know me at all.

Is it to hide that you are the information guild branch leader, or is it because the academy doesn’t want to get to know me?

On the contrary, I became curious and pursued her relentlessly.

Usually, if the other person is afraid of me or avoids me, I don’t pay attention, but I definitely had business with her.

No matter which direction she went, he did not give up and pursued.

dodo dodo dodo.

Beog beok beok beok beok.

She pretends not to be the case and runs away with quick steps.

I calmly but close the gap and catch up with her.

At the academy, an untimely game of tag started.

“omg! De, Demesis!”

“Ugh!”

The students I encountered along the way were terrified at the sight of the man in the gray cloak and hood, hiding in a corner or kneeling.

At this point, the woman should have fully realized that she was being pursued.

Tat tat tat!

All of a sudden, she ran away.

I was taken aback by her attitude.

Is there any reason to avoid me by doing that?

And do you really think you can run away from me?

Whatever the reason, it’s just embarrassing.

I’ll catch her and ask her why.

I spread my magic and looked at the entire path she was moving.

Then he jumped through the window and got to where she was supposed to be.

At the corner of the hallway where the road curves sideways.

Running vigorously, she turned sideways and forgot to come face to face with me.

“Kyaaa”

Archeopteryx makes a flying sound and falls backwards.

It was similar to the pose he fell under the chair at the information guild office.

I fell over and hit my buttock.

“You know me, right?”

I dropped my bag and asked the panicked woman with her round glasses down her nose.

That she was desperately running away was rather proof that she knew me.

*

“Who, who, who are you? I-I don’t know… Oh, no. Actually, I know.”

She reflexively tried to lie, but trembled with fear and corrected her words.

This woman, like last time, keeps trying to cheat out of habit.

When we met at the information guild, did you say that you had scars on your face?

Not a scar, but a very white and clean face.

As if it had never received much sunlight.

“Oh, Demesis! hello! Ah, see you at the academy! This, such a coincidence…”

She hurriedly adjusted her glasses and stepped back little by little.

He met me at a very close distance.

My heart is pounding, and my chest is bouncing up and down.

I looked down at her as she slowly crawled away with my buttocks on the floor, and then I lifted her and her bag at the same time with telekinesis.

“Ah! Why, why are you like this?”

She was startled and bewildered, her eyes shaking.

It looked like she was about to cry.

I was captivated by it, and the tears started to flow.

“I have something to ask you. But didn’t too many people gather here because you screamed? Let’s go somewhere quieter.”

People were gathering and snooping around as if what had happened because of the woman who let out the scream of Archeopteryx.

People who find me and tremble and watch what that woman is doing.

Not daring to come near me, he poked his head out from the end of the hallway and gave me a worried look.

I wanted a quieter seat, of course, because I had something to ask her.

I lifted her up with telekinesis and headed for the Demesis resting room, my own space.

“Oh, where are you going?”

“Go to my break room.”

“yes… … ?”

Yesterday, I looked at the location of the rest room dedicated to Demesis in advance.

I dragged her into the break room.

Located not far from the academy special class.

It is also a quiet space as it is close to the professors’ labs.

The interior of the private resting room was decorated luxuriously and comfortably like the sleeping quarters of an aristocratic family.

“Wow, this is a place like this. But why are you here… … .”

Terrified, she sat down on a chair at the table and cautiously put her hands on her knees.

As I lowered my glasses-wearing face down, the tousled bob hair cast a shadow over my face.

She was a woman who easily hid her presence.

“Why are you running away from me?”

I asked this

At most, it was a face I knew even before entering the academy, but since I keep pretending not to know, I wonder why.

“Are you running away? It’s not that I, I’ve never… I was actually scared!”

She hurriedly made excuses, then corrected her words again.

I honestly admit that I was afraid to pretend to know me.

In the classroom, I was scared and hid in the corner.

“Yeah, I got it. I don’t mean to scold you, so please don’t cry.”

“Ooh, are you crying? Queue.”

She tried to protest that she hadn’t cried, but she held her breath and wiped the tears from her eyes with her hand.

You can’t help but cry in surprise when you see me.

I pretended not to be interested and waited until she calmed down.

And I asked questions slowly.

“Hey, have I changed anything?”

“yes… … ?”

“In the meantime, I got another magic control item. It will be less scary than when I saw you at the Information Guild.”

“… … .”

is it? and she looks at me.

The more I look at it, the more it pulls the chair back as if it’s new and scary.