Now then, since Aisha will be coming in soon, shall I prepare to lay the groundwork for the true ending?
To class, I trudged with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a smoke pipe in the other. It's annoying to teach each class individually, so I should just throw a few test papers and tell them to study on their own. I'm Aisha! The Great Witch of the Cold! It's past the age to teach a kid.
'But why did I do that?'
In fact, it doesn't matter if you stay as a VIP for a week to achieve the purpose of coming here. Any noble would consider it an honor to have her archwitch as her honored guest.
However, I stopped accepting Count Peirosis's request.
"My son is interested in magic. It wouldn't be such an honor if the Archwitch would take care of it even for a moment."
At that time, I thought that it would be better to just spend my free time than just roll around. After all, if I go back to the north, I'll be drowsy and soothe my boredom with alcohol.
'It would be okay if I had that drinking buddy at least.'
A drinking buddy? No, it doesn't matter if we're just friends. Because no one wants to be friendly with her archwitch.
Since she earned the title of the Great Witch of the Cold, there was only one person she could call her friend.
As I walked along, puffing out cigarette smoke, I saw Count Peirosis approaching at the end of the hallway. When he saw me with a drink and a cigarette, he nodded slightly and passed by without making any comments.
'It's like this.'
If you have overwhelming skills, no matter what you do, those around you will understand it, and if you have overwhelming power, your actions will become the law.
A teacher on his way to his 13-year-old son's class doesn't say anything even though he's drinking and smoking.
I said the world is fun because I give you unpredictable gifts. So I guess life isn't fun. I have to live longer than I have lived, so maybe it's good in the future.
I lost my strength for no reason, so I slammed open the classroom door with my foot, holding a bottle in my mouth. The door opened with a loud noise and a young boy stared at me in amazement.
'Hoo? Quite?'
In the future, he looked like he would be bewitched by a woman. I'm still 13 years old, so I'm not sure, but just by looking at his distinct features, I immediately thought that he would grow into a handsome man.
And my impressions end there. It's not like I've seen a handsome guy once or twice, and I'm not in need of a man enough to spit on a 13-year-old kid.
"Okay, class begins. Come and take this first."
As I fluttered the test paper I had prepared in advance, Count So strode forward and stood in front of me. Countess So, who came only around my stomach, looked straight into my eyes boldly with sparkling golden eyes.