Chapter 94: Second Semester (3) (Teaser)
In the dimly lit research lab, Deculein’s voice cut through the darkness, “What is it that you’re searching for?”
Epherene quickly let go of his shoe, her hands fumbling over the floor as she stammered, “I was just… cleaning the floor.”
"Do you expect me to believe that?"
“… It does clean—I-I’m sorry,” Epherene stammered as she awkwardly stood up, fumbling for an excuse. “The door was open, so I thought I’d lock it up… and then I-I saw the lights were off…”
"There are times when darkness is essential," Deculein said, snapping his fingers.
Snap—!
The lab lights flickered on, and Epherene's eyes widened in astonishment.
“Woah…”
The room was filled with floating sheets of paper, each marked with intricate magic circles and complex spells. Thousands of them drifted in the air, forming a dense cloud of calculations beyond Epherene's ability to understand.
Snap—!
With another snap of Deculein’s fingers, the papers were swiftly drawn into his briefcase, which appeared to be a magical item.
Epherene looked on in awe and asked, "Is that your personal research, Professor?"
“No, this is preparation for class.”
“Sorry? This is for a class?”
“You speak too much. Leave now,” Deculein commanded, his tone allowing no room for dispute as he walked out, neither scolding nor punishing her.
Epherene watched his figure retreat, surprised that he hadn’t scolded her.
Flip— Flip—
She hesitated briefly, then crouched down and swiftly checked a few tiles, hoping to find something before leaving the lab.
“… Oh.”
“Get in,” Deculein commanded, standing by the elevator as he waited for her.
Scratching the back of her neck, Epherene mumbled, “Y-you waited for me.”
Deculein remained silent, pressing the close button as she entered the elevator.
Ding—
As the elevator descended, the silence seemed to stretch endlessly for Epherene. She stole glances at Deculein, recalling Gindalf’s claim that Professor Deculein might actually care for her.
The idea seemed absurd, but ever since, she found herself viewing his actions in a new light. Despite him being her father’s enemy and a frustrating professor who assigned impossible tasks, something about him felt different.
“Um, Professor Deculein—”
Ding—
When the elevator doors opened, Deculein turned to...
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