A special dream...
To be honest, it seems that the "witch transformation" I have experienced often appears in the form of dreams... But it seems that Tasia should not be involved in this kind of thing.
So he chose to hide it.
"I do not remember."
"Do you really not remember anything?" Tasia asked again.
"I really don't remember."
At worst, you can find a solution by yourself through other channels.
After giving him a slightly suspicious look, Tasia finally decided to believe what he said.
"Then let's observe it for a while," she said.
"Every week I will use the magic of light to test for you. If you find any problems, remember to tell me!"
It was obvious that Tasia took extra time to come to school to help him, but in the end she couldn't solve the problem because of her own reasons, which made Wayne feel a little embarrassed.
"Thank you...for your trouble."
However, Tasia didn't care about this. "I can't always be taken care of by everyone. I feel very happy when I can help other people, right?"
Looking at her seemingly optimistic personality all the time, Wayne suddenly asked: "Is there a difference between Tasia's [self] that appears to the outside world and the unconscious [self] deep inside her heart?"
He was somewhat concerned about this.
Tasia pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and said uncertainly: "I think maybe there is, right? However, these two [selves] are actually part of [me], they are just different sides of the same thing. .”
"So, I don't think I'll do anything weird..."
At this point, her voice suddenly stopped.
Wait, I occasionally inexplicably dream about the plot of "Mr. Mask", and for some reason, my respected teacher always plays the leading role... Is this also some kind of omen? !
Tasia suddenly fell into extremely strong self-doubt.
"Tasia?"
Wayne called her name in confusion.
no response.
"Tasia!"
"Ah...ah!" Tasia woke up from a dream and reluctantly responded: "It's nothing. Since my light magic has not detected any problems, maybe it's just because you have been too tired recently."
"Please go back and have a good rest. I have to go to the library to sort out the books later. Let's meet again next week."
Tasia seemed to suddenly remember something, and instantly became eager to get away.
"How about I go to the library to help you sort it out? I don't have any plans today." Wayne asked.
"No, thank you."
In the end, Wayne's courtesy was firmly rejected by Tasia.
After locking the borrowed classroom door, Tasia said goodbye to him solemnly.
"This reaction is not quite right..." Wayne was a little doubtful.
However, he really wasn't in the mood to provoke Tasia anymore today.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and walked a little boredly to the direction of Professor Conley's laboratory on the other side.
What Tasia taught herself just now does coincide with many modern psychological analyses. I don’t know if she summarized it herself or learned it from church research materials.
"The unconscious self deep inside..."
Over the years, I have rarely faced my own heart.
Maybe it's because of confusion, maybe it's because of escaping.
Just like before, he didn't quite understand why he was alive, and now he actually doesn't quite understand why he traveled through time.
But there is still such a thing as "desire".
He longs to be loved. Desire to be needed. Desire to obtain [happiness].
And, I don’t want to lose anymore.
After being tossed back and forth by Song Li and Chris several times, it wasn't like he didn't understand what they really wanted.
Frankly speaking, is it too much to want the only love from your lover?
Not too much at all.
But there was no way he could just choose one of them and then give up on the other.
In the past, perhaps because I had a crush on Tasia before time travel, when I was around Tasia, I would always get close to her unconsciously. If he finds that she cares about him, whether as a friend or as a teacher, he will be very happy.
In the past, Wayne was happy to indulge in the illusion that "all the pretty girls like me" and didn't think there was anything to criticize about it.
——After all, it’s just a thought, and it’s not illegal.
But now... he actually felt that even thinking about it secretly felt like betraying Song Li and Chris.
It's really scary, the so-called "like" feeling.
Uninterested, Wayne reluctantly decided to stop trying to hook up with his little sister.
Fortunately, Tasia did not have any special feelings for Wayne. If we only get along as good friends, the friendship will last longer, right?
He only needs to carefully maintain his identity as a teacher, and when Tasia is strong enough, he can leave at the right time, and then he can come to a successful conclusion without hurting anyone.
Even though I am [One], I really like Uta Rei...
He didn't want to see the hurt that Song Li suffered because of Chris, or have to go through again in the future because of Tasia.
What's more, Wayne was actually very afraid of dancing at the limit of what she could tolerate. When would the tight string of Song Li break?
Having made up my mind like this, the heavy feeling in my heart actually became lighter.
"Come on, Wayne."
He said to himself, "You have got what you want, and the top priority is...not to capsize."
…
It was late at night when I got home.
"Why are you back so late today?" The family was sitting in a slightly too empty restaurant for dinner, and for the first time, Elliot became concerned about his daily life.
Wayne complained with a natural look on his face: "Hey, I was caught by Teacher Conley and worked as a coolie for a day."
This is not a lie.
After parting ways with Tasia, he did go to see Mr. Conley.
Elliot nodded: "Conley, this guy, has a bit of a personality problem. He often feels complacent because others cannot understand the novel things he has invented, so he may not necessarily teach you his best secret skills."
"However, all you have to do with him is look more, touch more, and ask more questions... Although he won't take the initiative to explain certain things, as long as you happen to mention something that makes him proud, he will immediately be able to help you. Shake it out in pieces."
...Does this count as admiring oneself in isolation?
As a teacher, I am so arrogant that it feels a bit real.
Wayne looked complicated.
