"Oh? Ah, that's true... You arrived late and haven't been assigned a mentor yet."
Hearing this, the short, bald professor hesitated for a moment and touched his chin: "Aren't you with Professor Moriarty?"
In the instant Aiwass heard these words, he knew the other must be facing some sort of difficulty.
Because Aiwass was very confident.
He had made a favorable impression and could see the evident fondness in Professor Bard's eyes. He had surely maxed out his goodwill and even being invited to be a teaching assistant wasn't out of the question.
He was just taking on a student, which was much simpler than finding a teaching assistant.
——If Aiwass had been a bit more emotionally intelligent, he should have smoothly changed the topic at this point.
But when Aiwass set his sights on something, he wouldn't easily let go.
He was very greedy. When something was delivered to his lips, within reach of a little effort, there was no rationale in spitting it back out—
