After everyone left, Bishop Willard came out next to a pillar.
He wanted to come together to see the situation, but happened to hear the conversation between Conley and Tasia.
Strangely, according to my own investigation results, Tasia has clearly not become a disciple of any magician yet?
Why did he refuse because he had a teacher?
"The teacher she was very grateful for..." Willard subconsciously repeated what Tasia had just said.
Suddenly, the expression on his face paused, and he was quite moved.
Could it be that she meant that in her heart, she actually regarded me as a teacher?
Yes, with his care for her, a kind-hearted child like Tasia must be very touched, and it is not surprising that she silently regards herself as her mentor.
No wonder he would say: Apart from him, he doesn’t want to be a disciple of anyone else.
What a good boy!
It's a pity that I may not be able to be her teacher.
After all, she is already a favored person that His Majesty the Pope is paying attention to, even if it is for her future development...
With many thoughts pulling each other in his mind, Willard lost interest in continuing to entertain the guests, and left silently with complicated emotions.
…
After getting acquainted with Tasia and Olive, they really got along very well.
Because she had founded the student union, Tasia had long admired Olive, and many of the same experiences had further narrowed the distance between the two, not to mention Chris's efforts to liven up the atmosphere.
In Wayne's opinion, these people almost became sworn sisters with different surnames on the spot.
But once she got home, Chris' true colors were revealed.
"Ahhh~ I'm so tired today!" She rolled around on the sofa.
"You obviously just accompanied me and said a few words. Why are you tired?" Wayne said speechlessly.
What's more, after leaving school, she took the initiative to ask for a visit together.
"Hmph~ Don't you know that thinking about what you should say is also very tiring?"
She picked up the square pillow next to her, threw off her slippers unladylikely and stepped on Wayne's thigh.
"Oh~ I understand." Wayne said in a long voice.
"What do you unserstand?"
——I understand that you are deliberately acting coquettishly to seek comfort.
"Understand that our Miss Chris has really worked hard today." Wayne replied without changing his expression, while reaching out and squeezing her calf.
Chris held back her laughter and said, "That's right, isn't it just for you?"
Wayne: Huh? ? ?
Why is it just for me? It’s not like my old mother is sick...
Wayne was dumbfounded and stopped kneading.
Seeing his confused look, Chrissy said plausibly: "Look, Tasia is your friend, right?"
"Yeah." Wayne nodded.
"Olive is your senior sister, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Wayne nodded again.
So, Chrissy said righteously: "So - I have made your friend and your senior sister gain a solid friendship. Isn't this also a great good thing for you?"
This is indeed true, but why do I always feel like something is wrong?
Wayne was a little skeptical about life.
But under Chrissy's bluffing expression, he quickly realized what the problem was.
"Okay~ It seems like you want to cheat my reward for getting first place in the exam..." He sneered.
Chris's little thought was exposed on the spot, but she refused to give up and argued forcefully: "Don't you think this is a good thing?"
"Yes, of course."
Wayne deliberately let out a sinister laugh, "But, for me, this alone is not enough..."
After saying that, his hands suddenly turned into claws, and he put them on Chrissy's body to tickle her.
"Ah ah ah, don't touch-"
Chris screamed and struggled, but she couldn't break free from Wayne's grasp. She could only hit him with her backhand while getting angry and laughing.
After making a fool of herself, Chris's whole body softened. Even if Wayne let him go, he still didn't have the strength to hit him again.
"How is it?" Wayne asked energetically and proudly, "Do you dare to fool me with such an insincere reward next time?"
However, Chrissy remained silent.
Realizing that the atmosphere seemed a little different, Wayne suddenly panicked and looked at Chris's face with a little worry.
Under Wayne's cautious gaze, her expression changed little by little.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
She grabbed the pillow that fell to the side and covered her face.
Hey hey, isn't it? ! Are you crying like this?
Really crying? ? ?
Wayne was immediately at a loss and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was just joking. It was my fault this time."
"Were you right last time?" She immediately accused.
ah?
Wayne couldn't remember the last time at all, so he could only continue to say with a smile: "It was my fault last time, it was all my fault..."
"If there is any way to make Miss Chris no longer angry, please tell me and I will definitely do it!" He put his fingers together in an oath.
Blocked by the soft pillow, Wayne couldn't see her expression at the moment.
After a moment of silence, Chris whispered: "This is what you said, I didn't force you."
"Of course! For Miss Chris, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Wayne declared confidently.
Seeing that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Chris threw away the pillow, sat up and looked at him.
But I saw that there was no trace of tears on that face that was both angry and happy.
Wayne suddenly had a glimmer of understanding.
Boy, I've been tricked!
Finally using fake tears to get Vern's promise, Chris was beaming with joy. She pulled Vern's bow tie and wanted to go to the bedroom. "Elbow! Come into the house with me!"
Ah this...
Wayne once again felt the difficulty of life.
It turns out that there is no such thing as trust.
——Also, so is shame.
Wayne, who had put on Chrissy's skirt, sat beside her bed in a very awkward posture.
"Wait, are you sure the door is locked?" Wayne wanted to stretch the length of the skirt n times.
"Don't worry, I told you it's already closed." Chris smiled evilly, picked up the drawing board in her hand, and started tracing according to Wayne's posture.
But she soon became critical, "Hey, please relax a little, I won't do anything to you!"
Wayne's face turned red.
"...If you dare to draw my face on it, I will fight you!" He warned unbearably.
hateful!
If I hadn't just softened my heart and agreed to be her mannequin, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation!
