C90
Chapter 90
In the afternoon, just before history class, Amon happened to run into Ami in the hallway.
“Oh, Ami. Lately, other teachers have been praising you for your good attitude in class. You’re doing well. Just keep doing that, and you’ll be fine.”
Ami gave an awkward smile at the compliment from her family member.
“Ah, yeah. I’ll do my best.”
“Good, good.”
“But I’m curious about something…”
“Hmm?”
Amon, who was sipping chamomile tea to help calm his nerves, nodded while thinking.
“What is it?”
“Well, you’ve always been good at studying since you were a kid, right? Do you have any tips?”
Amon blinked his eyes and tilted his head.
“Did I do well in studying?”
“Isn’t that so? You’re even a history teacher now. Aren’t you good at studying?”
Amon chuckled.
“It’s not that I’m good at it. I just worked really hard, so it might have seemed like I was good.”
“What? What do you mean…?”
Amon was quite a bit older than Ami.
Therefore, up until now, he had never had the chance to speak about his inner thoughts, nor had he ever thought to. But now that Ami was trying to find her own way, it didn’t seem like something he couldn’t talk about.
“You know our territory and title will be inherited by our older brother, right? So, you and I have to figure out our own way to make a living.”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
“Of course, there’s the option of staying in the family and doing work for the family, but since our territory isn’t that plentiful, I thought it would be better if we found our own way to make a living.”
Amon gave a bitter smile and gulped down his chamomile tea.
“That’s why I desperately studied. I thought if I learned something, at least I wouldn’t starve to death.”
“….”
“I did well in studying? I just sat at the desk patiently until it worked. I even memorized the magic theories I learned from father, reading and reviewing until I could remember them, just in case.”
“….”
Amon, holding the cup still to let the chamomile leaves settle, spoke.
“Well, when I was your age, I realized I had to find my own way to make a living, so I started studying hard…I guess we really are siblings. Our timing is pretty similar.”
“Uh, yeah.”
“But I was self-taught, while you’ll learn at the academy, so you’ll probably learn faster than I did. The other teachers are skilled too. No, they’re only good at their skills.”
“….”
“So, work hard.”
Ami nodded with a stiff face.
“Yeah, I’ll work hard.”
“Good. I’ll go prepare for class now, so make sure you don’t come in late.”
“Okay. Got it.”
Amon waved his hand as if urging her to leave quickly, and as Ami stood there alone, she checked the time.
There was still more than an hour left before class.
During the remaining time, Amon reviewed what he needed to teach and prepared the necessary words for the lesson.
‘…Brother isn’t just doing things easily, huh.’
Their older brother, Aim, had always been gentle and generous, always giving in to Ami.
But Amon never gave in! He went all out against his younger sister!
Because of that, he was sometimes the older brother she wanted to tear apart, but now that she had heard his inner thoughts, he seemed a little different.
‘If I feel like this now, maybe I’ll forgive him… but only if his arms and legs get torn off.’
A dramatic improvement in their relationship, going from wanting to tear him apart to just a few limbs being lost!
Anyway, Ami scratched her head and muttered.
“Should I really try hard this time?”
“Thank you for your hard work, teacher.”
“Yeah, good job everyone for attending the class.”
Amon smiled as he watched the students gather and leave the classroom in small groups.
Chloe followed Ami closely, and Boris and Raymond followed behind with Rustianel, chatting as they left the room.
‘They’ve already become close? It looks like Chloe follows Ami pretty well.’
Since Ami was a little older, it seemed Chloe followed her closely.
Amon smiled contentedly at the cheerful scene of the students, but the reality was different.
‘I need to make a good impression on my older sister. We’ll be seeing each other for a long time.’
Obsession was born from selfish intentions!
Ami felt burdened by Chloe’s overly friendly attitude.
‘Could it be that she still doubts that I’m siblings with my brother?’
‘Hehe, maybe later she’ll call me her sister-in-law.’
‘Even if we’re really siblings, we’re really siblings, but why does she keep sticking around and making things awkward?’
‘I’m just glad that she seems to like me!’
The two of them, thinking completely differently!
The three behind Ami and Chloe were whispering.
“Those two look close.”
At Rustianel’s pleased expression, Boris responded with a serious face.
“Does that look close?”
“Isn’t it?”
“….I don’t think so.”
Raymond, hugging an identical doll of himself, smiled warmly.
“When we talk about being close, it’s something like this. Right, Raymond?”
‘Yeah, Raymond.’
“I knew you’d think the same!”
Seeing this, Rustianel thought to herself.
“Humans project themselves onto dolls that look like them. Is it because they’re such a fragile species?”
Rustianel was forming a misguided understanding of humans!
“We dragons don’t have that kind of culture, but now I’ve learned something new.”
At Rustianel’s comment about being a dragon, Boris’s face became even more serious.
How could there be no normal people in the academy!
“By the way, Boris, don’t you have a doll?”
“….No, I don’t.”
“Why not?”
“It’s normal to not have one….”
Rustianel tilted her head in confusion.
Seeing this, Boris made a firm decision.
‘I have to hold on to my sanity, at least.’
Determined, Boris began to drink a ‘sleep-depriving tonic’ as he started to feel drowsy.
“Senior Amon.”
“Yeah?”
When Kai approached with a serious face, Amon looked at him warily.
‘Is he coming for revenge for the time I knocked him out after hitting him in the back of the head a few days ago?’
That had happened when Kai was lecturing Raymond about why he couldn’t become a Sword Master at the intermediate level.
Since then, Kai had been showing symptoms of memory loss, asking, ‘Why did I faint?’ but maybe he was starting to realize the reason he passed out.
Amon clenched his fist, ready to retaliate, and spoke.
“What’s the matter? Why do you look so serious?”
“Well, it seems you need to hurry to the principal’s office.”
“Me?”
“Yes. The principal and vice-principal have called for you.”
“They both called for me?”
Amon had a confused expression.
What could they possibly want to call him together for?
‘Did the vice-principal eat something important like a confidential document from the academy or something?’
Amon, still lost in strange thoughts, nodded.
“Well, okay. I don’t know what it’s about though.”
“A new teacher has arrived.”
“What…!?”
Amon’s eyes widened.
‘A new teacher! Does this mean we finally have five teachers?’
Then, he could finally distribute the promotional flyers he had long wished for, and maybe the academy would get back on track!
He had just encouraged Ami to work hard, but in the current state where all the pillars were missing, he wouldn’t be able to rely on the academy’s reputation.
‘But an opportunity has come like this! The day we get to put a gold frame around our academy’s sign is not far off!’
Amon grinned and rushed off.
Seeing this, Kai tried to grab Amon but couldn’t catch up as Amon was already running far ahead.
“Why is he in such a hurry? He could’ve at least listened to the rest of the story.”
Kai sighed deeply and scratched his head.
‘…Well, it should be fine, right?’
With a slight smile, Kai headed to his math class.
Little did he know that the time when he thought everything would be fine was the most dangerous time of all.
Upon arriving at the principal’s office, Amon could see Anar’el and Brestle, both wearing extremely serious faces.
“What is this? What’s with the atmosphere? Why are both of you looking like that?”
“…You’ve arrived, teacher Amon.”
Anar’el spoke, tilting her shadowed face over her clasped hands.
“Please, sit down first. There’s an important matter we need to discuss.”
“…Is it really something serious?”
Was it not just the matter of hiring a new teacher?
Along with Anar’el’s serious expression, Brestle was also staring at him with a solemn face.
“Teacher Amon.”
“Yes?”
“By the way, about the potatoes…”
“There aren’t any.”
Amon, who had distracted himself from Brestle’s wilted face, spoke.
“Principal, please go ahead and tell me what this is all about. I heard from Kai that a new teacher has arrived?”
“To be precise, we are still debating whether we should hire them.”
“Eh? You’re debating?”
“Yes. And so, I wanted to ask for your opinion, since you’ve been appointed as the head of the faculty.”
Amon’s face also hardened.
‘The principal is even debating over it?’
For someone to be hesitating about hiring a teacher, even after hiring a drunkard and a woman who didn’t leave her sleeping bag, that was a worrying sign.
Even Amon, who made peace and stability the foundation of his life, swallowed nervously.
“Who exactly is this person?”
“First of all, they come from a very prestigious noble family. It’s one of those famous families everyone has heard of.”
Amon clicked his tongue.
‘What I’ve learned throughout my life is that just because someone comes from a great family doesn’t mean they are a great person.’
One of the examples of this was the family of Marquis Pid.
The closest example, the individual named “Sloth Pid,” would lose all will to live just a few hours after being separated from a sleeping bag.
‘Moreover, the Amonis family, who are descendants of the emperor, are not exactly normal either. The emperor himself is completely out of his mind, after all.’
Because of this, Amon never judged people by their family background.
‘Even I am from a baron family, but how upright and principled I am.’
Anyway, crossing his arms, Amon nodded.
“I see. Let’s meet them. But where are they?”
“They’re waiting outside in the reception room.”
“Why are they waiting outside?”
Anar’el gulped and replied.
“They were a bit scary…We told them to wait outside until you arrived, teacher Amon.”
“Scary?”
“Yes.”
Amon extended his hand.
“Wait, wait a moment, Vice Principal.”
“Hm? What is it?”
As Brestle was about to go out to call the new teacher, she stopped when Amon spoke.
“Let’s hear more about this. Who exactly are they, for them to be scared?”
“Ugh…”
Sighing, Anar’el spoke.
“They’re the daughter of the Pendorean family.”
“The Pendorean family?”
At that moment, Amon narrowed his eyes.
He seemed to have heard something related to that before.
“Could their name be Fiora? Fiora Pendorean?”
“Ah? Do you know her?”
“Wow, she really came.”
Not long ago, Diana had told Fiora to come work as a teacher at Amonis Academy.
‘I thought she turned it down right away… Did she change her mind?’
Or perhaps Diana persuaded her again?
Well, whatever the internal matters were, Amon didn’t really care.
“But why is she scary? I’ve only seen her once, but she didn’t seem that fierce or rough. Maybe a little decisive, though.”
Anar’el shuddered.
“Are you saying she isn’t scary?”
“Well, I didn’t get a close look, but at least at that time…”
Anar’el perked up his ears and said.
“Fine! Let’s take a closer look then!”
Brestle quickly dashed out of the principal’s office to fetch Fiora.
And after a moment, Anar’el, with a confident face, whispered.
“Look! See, teacher Amon!”
“…”
“Isn’t she scary?!”
At Anar’el’s words, Amon turned to look at Fiora.
It was definitely the Fiora he had seen not long ago.
However,
“Gah! Ptooey!”
“C-Could you not spit…”
“Ugh, Principal, can I just smoke one cigarette?”
“P-Please, no smoking indoors…”
“Ah, geez.”
Amon looked at Fiora, who was sitting carelessly and grumbling, and slowly raised his gaze to the ceiling.
‘What happened for her to turn into a crazy, wild mess?’
For some reason, the ceiling seemed to be blurry.