A short while later.
Yujin and the headmistress were alone in her office, having wrapped up the introductory session.
Well, perhaps not entirely alone—but for all intents and purposes, it was just the two of them.
Breaking the silence, the headmistress began, "So, you accepted after all."
"Given that I delivered such an impassioned speech, it would’ve been awkward to refuse the opportunity to teach," Yujin replied with a shrug.
Indeed, Yujin had ultimately agreed to Professor Reina Sahart’s proposal for a joint lecture. He had little choice—after such a grandiose speech, declining to lecture would have seed absurd.
"Well, it’s probably for the best. Taking things slow and using this opportunity to clear up Professor Sahart’s misunderstanding might not be such a bad idea. Still, how did it even co to this?"
The headmistress couldn’t hold back her remark. "Isn’t this misunderstanding sothing you created yourself...?"
She looked at Yujin incredulously, seemingly forgetting the reverence owed to a dragon. Unbothered, Yujin answered confidently, "No, no. Let’s be precise—Professor Sahart started this misunderstanding."
"......"
"She was the one who first suspected of being a dark magician. I rely played a tiny prank in response. It’s not my fault she took it seriously."
The headmistress was at a loss for words, incredulous at Yujin’s audacity. Who had poured oil on a dying fla, turning it into a roaring fire? It was clearly Yujin himself, yet here he was, speaking so shalessly.
Yujin averted his gaze slightly and added, "Of course, I’ll apologize properly once the misunderstanding is cleared."
‘So he does know he’s at fault!’
The headmistress swallowed her retort and sighed heavily. Instead, she asked, "So... how exactly do you plan to handle the joint lecture?"
"Well, this is my first ti taking on a teaching role, so I thought I’d observe Professor Sahart’s lectures and learn from her. At first, my role will be more like an assistant than an actual co-lecturer. Honestly, that seems like a good way to ease into it, which is part of why I agreed."
"And on a day-to-day basis...?"
"On a day-to-day basis, Professor Sahart will probably keep a close watch on under the guise of a joint lecturer. I doubt she’ll leave alone. But there’s no helping it—it’s my fault, so I’ll just have to let her monitor ."
"I see..."
The headmistress felt a strange mixture of emotions.
Despite her sharp and strict deanor, Reina Sahart was popular among the academy’s male staff for her beauty. Several young male professors secretly admired her from afar.
However, Reina had shown no interest in n or romantic relationships, keeping herself aloof like an untouchable flower.
And now she was going to be spending so much ti with Yujin of all people...
The headmistress couldn’t shake an odd feeling about it—one that leaned uncomfortably toward displeasure.
"...Should I talk to Professor Sahart about this, just in case?"
The headmistress spoke almost absentmindedly but didn’t retract her words. After all, she might have been able to help clear the misunderstanding in her own way. However, Yujin shook his head.
"No need. This is my responsibility, so I’ll handle it. If I really can’t manage, I’ll ask for help then."
"Understood."
"By the way, the lectures start tomorrow. Should be fun."
The headmistress made a peculiar face at his remark. Fun... really?
"...I have a feeling soone is going to be very tense about this."
Indeed, for certain individuals, it was unlikely to be fun at all.
anwhile, in a workspace resembling a scientist’s lab, filled with flasks, mysterious potions, magical tools, and mana projections akin to modern holograms, Professor Reina Sahart sat stiffly, her expression slightly grim.
"......"
She appeared tense, almost solemn. At that mont—
Clink.
"Here, drink this."
"...Thank you, Lynne."
A mug of coffee was placed in front of her. Reina’s expression softened slightly as she took the mug.
Sip.
Taking a sip of coffee, Reina glanced sideways.
There, leaning slightly against a desk, was Lynne Enneria, the alchemy professor at Labyrinth Academy and Reina’s long-ti friend.
Holding a mug identical to Reina’s, Lynne took a sip of her own coffee.
Sip.
"Ah..."
A quiet exhale escaped her lips.
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