"You have no self-awareness, Mr. Eleazar, as an adult..."
In the faculty office, the hidden legacies, transcendents, and mythic sequencers were currently bowing their heads to be lectured.
The stereotypical-faced head of the teaching staff looked at him straight in the face with an icy coldness.
"You think you're so special that you can ignore our rules and discipline, but I can tell you quite responsibly that you're completely and utterly wrong..."
Listening to the harsh tone coming from his ears for a moment, Eleazar acted appropriately very uneasy, looking down at his toes.
"When a student has a problem, it means the school has a problem, and as a school, we don't want to see defective products flowing into the community, you know what I mean?"
"Yes, I understand perfectly." Eleazar returned quickly.
"So, you make your choice now..."
The Head Teacher crossed his arms and leaned back his body slightly.
"Either follow the rules and regulations or pack your bags..."
"I promise to follow school rules and discipline from now on!"
After the lecture, Eleazar walked out of the office in a cloud of gray.
Absent for eighteen days for no reason, he was close to being fired outright, and although he came back in time to admit his mistake, he was given a major demerit and was listed as a key target for attention, and if he did it again the next time, he would just get the hell out of there.
Eleazar is a little indignant.
"My dang Transcendent, Witcher..." Just halfway through his thought, a teacher walked up to him holding a textbook, and he hurriedly and respectfully shouted, "Hello, teacher."
"Uh, hello classmate..."
The teacher gave him an odd look, and only after seeing that he was coming out of the teaching office did he laugh and scolded, "Such a big man and still naughty, you've been arrested and sent for a lecture, haven't you? Don't worry, although the director is very fierce, you just need to promise to be honest in the future and you'll be fine."
"Uh-huh, I'm completely reformed."
"Still poor, well go about your business."
"Goodbye, teacher."
Walking out of the building, Eleazar breathed a sigh of relief as if he were relieved.
Luckily he was forgiven for his sincere attitude, if he was expelled, he couldn't imagine how disappointed Fina would be.
Forced to be separated for several years, they finally meet in their hometown. One is a highly educated student with a promising future, while the other is the son of a watchmaker who has dropped out of school and is set in his ways, and the two of them are so different that their identities are like clouds and mud.
Even if it was just for himself, he understood how important a proper and decent job was.
Even if it is a transcendentalist, they also need to eat, also have the desires of ordinary people, no one can escape from the reality of the world, do not adapt, to be eliminated, in the end, even if you can not eat enough, what to talk about the magic hunting, talk about inheritance, or as soon as possible will be the magic guide book to hand over to the next successor, early wipe the throat of his own, lest in the end, but also mutated into a monster scourge of the world...
"Yo, the big names are out."
Just as Eleazar decides to seriously repent, study hard, and work hard every day to remove the punishment, several passing boys from the same department make sarcastic comments to him.
"I heard you were out dashing around for ten days, lingering, and didn't bother to come back until you'd spent all the money you'd brought out of the house."
At first, he lied to the teacher that he was out on business, but somehow it got into the students' mouths that he had gone out to spend his time.
Eleazar doesn't explain anything either, smiles faintly at them, and leaves, clutching his books.
The shouting continued behind him, "Che, what's the point of pretending, look at him, he'll end up repeating the grade and rolling away."
Eleazar silently made his way to the classroom, ready to sit in on the history specialization, Ancient Typography.
Just as he sat down, he was recognized, and then came the whispered finger-pointing.
That's for sure, after eighteen consecutive days of absenteeism on roll call, his name should have been known throughout the department by now.
Eleazar faces the naysayers with open arms and waits quietly for class to begin.
Soon the bell rang and the teacher walked into the classroom, looking around the seats and nodding slightly.
"Take a class."
Eleazar flipped open his notebook after a long time and twirled the tip of his pen casually.
He found that this ancient script, which had been altered beyond recognition, seemed to take a bit of effort to learn.
...
At the end of a long day of studying, Eleazar buries his head in the dining hall and eats his dinner.
"What a coincidence, Mr. Blossom."
"Flowery Duke!"
Hearing that familiar tone, he looked up helplessly.
In front of her was none other than Fina, who happened to be here for dinner as well, accompanied by the petite and cute girl.
"Fina, you have to believe me."
Fina was full of coldness as she took her friend to sit down across the room.
"Well, I believe you."
"Che, hell no."
Is this a translator-ji?
Eleazar couldn't help but look at the girl.
Noticing his gaze, Fina casually introduced, "This is Lingyin."
"Well, I'm the talented Lingyin."
"Hello..."
"Uh-huh."
Eleazar squeezed her rice spoon, feeling that it hadn't been easy for her to live that long.
Fina added to her friend, "I won't say much about this one, the whole school knows about it now."
Lingyin held out a finger, "Know, it's scum!"
Eleazar pulled a long face at once, in a highly irritated mood.
But also through them, they learned how much their reputation now stinks in the school.
Careless as he was, he didn't realize that this time the absorption of the magic potion would take so long.
Luckily, he won't have to worry about that ever again.
Because the residue of the second magic potion is a hundred times that of the first.
It was a terrifying residual amount that he had not expected at all, which meant that he was now able to utilize only one percent of the magic potion's power.
Fina glanced at him and said faintly:
"Go do some shopping with me this weekend."
"Oh."
Returning to his senses, Eleazar agreed as flatly and quickly as usual.
It was just Lingyin's classmate beside her, her gaze filled with bewilderment, not knowing what to do.
"Fina, didn't you already promise to accompany me on a tour of Senpai's astronomy room?"
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
"You're the one who doesn't want to accompany me! You're a bigot!"
Fina blithely returned, "Nothing like that."
Lingyin bit her silver teeth hard, "I'm going too, I'm going to be the light bulb to blind you guys!"
"Whatever."
For once, Eleazar caught on to the meaning of the words as well.
"Whoa!"
Lingyin's classmates cried out with a wow sound and simply turned their heads and ran away.
Eleazar looks at the scene of the plastic sisters' cartwheel and asks a little hesitantly, "Are you... Doesn't it matter?"
"Oh? You want her to come along too?"
"No... No."
Eleazar smiled dryly and lowered his head, taking a big bite of his meal in quick succession.
"Then it's a deal, I'll meet you in front of the school on weekend mornings."