Wayne noticed that while standing up, Tasia seemed to be hiding something behind her back.
"What...are you doing?" He hesitated.
Two days ago, Wayne, as a teacher, had just checked Tasia's progress in completing her magic practice homework.
She really works hard, and it can be seen that she pays close attention to her own arrangements, and the results are immediate. However, Wayne did not praise her, but continued to assign more homework, and made the same appointment to check it out a week later.
The assignments for each week are all carefully calculated by him. With Tasia's current strength, it is basically impossible to achieve it easily. Only by squeezing out her potential bit by bit can she progress faster.
He thought guiltily: I am supervising her study progress!
I'm not just looking for something to make her do repetitive work...
Tasia obviously didn't know where Wayne's mind was going, and she looked much more guilty than Wayne.
"It's Wayne... I, I was just taking a walk and I ended up here unknowingly..."
...Tasia, it seems you are very good at lying.
No matter how much you take a walk, you should stay on the right path and not run behind the trees, right? Instead, it was more like deliberately avoiding other people.
However, it seemed that Tasia didn't want to tell the truth.
Wayne realized something.
Although he was still a little concerned about the strange noise he just heard, he didn't dwell on the issue too much.
"How are you doing at the student union these days?" he asked casually.
Since Darcy's incident, the student union has been hit hard.
Wayne once heard people from the Lily Club ridicule that some students even became confused about their past beliefs and took the initiative to apply for withdrawal. Thinking about it carefully, it is rare to hear people from the Lily Club criticizing the student union recently.
It seems that after the backbone is gone, people's hearts are scattered.
Tasia sighed when she mentioned the student union.
"Without the president, many things cannot be carried out now." She was a little depressed. "Everyone thinks President Darcy is a very good person..."
Probably thinking of the strange Darcy she saw in the warehouse that night, Tasia's eyes were quite sad.
"It's hard to see through a person," Wayne said with emotion.
"Moreover, the so-called good guys and bad guys are actually just relative concepts."
Even good people cannot do everything well.
Even bad people cannot do everything badly.
It has nothing to do with whether they want it or not.
"...I think that's wrong." However, Tasia refuted him seriously.
"If you keep thinking that bad people are not that bad and good people are not that good, the boundaries between good people and bad people will become unclear, and good and evil will be confused with each other."
However, life is not always black and white...
"Tasia, do you want to be a good person?" Wayne suddenly asked.
The word "good person" has been much stigmatized by public opinion in modern society in a joking tone. When someone says "you are a good person", the first reaction of ordinary people is not even joy.
"——Yes, I want to be a good person."
Tasia answered directly without hesitation.
"Because... that's the only expectation my mother has for me, and I have to do it."
So if you are bullied, you won’t cry out in pain, so if you have power, you won’t retaliate.
Wayne clearly realized again that the girl in front of him was a completely different person from himself.
However, compared to himself who puts selfishness first, perhaps only this kind of person is the "decent protagonist" who truly stands on the bright side.
Maybe, I am not qualified to teach her what to do.
"Stick to the ideas you believe in, stick to them, and never regret it until your death..." Wen said, "Such a person is very charming."
He cannot judge what is right or wrong.
But this does not affect his appreciation for such people.
Once upon a time, he also thought that one day he would become one of these people.
——But it turns out that it is easier to just go with the flow.
The same is true in this life.
Although he wants to improve the lives of the common people, he does not want to personally realize a truly harmonious world.
Rather, I can't bear to see him live, but he can't bear to see him die.
It's okay if your eyes are blindfolded and you can't see the reality. But if you can see it, you are not completely incapable of changing it.
Then, let yourself be the pusher and change it gently a little bit.
It is of course extremely difficult to promote reform in a feudal system with magic as a barrier, but with two time travelers, myself and Chris, it shouldn't be difficult to renovate the old system, right?
...If this world wasn't a magical world where the protagonist's halo is invincible, I might not be so confident.
Hearing his compliment, Tasia's face turned slightly red and she turned to the other side uncomfortably.
But because of her movements, Wayne saw what she was holding in her hand.
It is a piece of wood that has been almost carved.
"That one is?" He couldn't help but asked aloud.
"Ah..." Tasia's face turned redder when she realized that she had accidentally exposed her secret.
However, it doesn't seem like he is shy, but more like he is anxious.
"No, it's nothing, I was just playing out of boredom." She concealed it awkwardly.
emmm...if I hadn't seen it, I would have really believed it.
Wayne didn't know what she wanted to do by carving out her disguised appearance.
Could it be to compare body shapes and secretly investigate his true identity?
He was slightly alert.
"Yeah, it looks like the craftsmanship is pretty good."
"Well..." She held the wood carving tightly in her hand, looking very nervous.
"By the way, I've been quite interested in wood carvings recently, why don't you lend it to me to look at?" He said casually, pretending not to notice.
As he spoke, he took a few steps closer to her.
"..."
Tasia did not retreat, but her whole body trembled slightly.
I obviously wanted to refuse, but I just couldn't say the words to refuse.
- She looks so pitiful.
Wayne couldn't help but wonder if he was too bad...
Knowing that it is difficult for her to refuse other people's requests, you still deliberately ask her to do things that are difficult for others. Isn't this bullying?
"Forget it...I just said it casually."
At this time, Wayne had already walked to her side, and he could see more clearly what the wooden carving she held in her heart looked like.
The arcs carved with a carving knife appear a bit rough, but the overall appearance is very similar. Even the monster mask on the head is copied exactly as it was, and the back hem of the wide black robe is raised high.
It is a level that can be recognized at a glance.
