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Agnes’ pranks continued after that.

Surprisingly, until all 4 lectures were completed.

“Stop it now, right?”

While finishing the lecture and cleaning up, Deltan removed Agnes’ hand that was tickling his thigh and said,

“The lecture is already over.”

“Already? Don’t you get tired of it after playing it for eight hours?”

“Yeah, I don’t think I’ll get tired of it even if I do it all day.”

“It’s jingle. Really.”

Deltan said that and stood up.

Agnes also got up and wrapped her arms around Deltan.

“Are we going home now?”

“My house, not ours.”

“I live there too, so it’s my house.”

The sound of gasps could be heard from all over the classroom at the not-so-small voice.

Deltan narrowed his eyes.

Are you saying this just to pick on me again?

Deltan, who did not know what Agnes was concerned about, could only make that judgment.

“Let’s go.”

Agnes led the Deltans.

Her gaze rested briefly on a female student who had been glancing at Deltan throughout the lecture.

The moment our eyes met, the female student was startled and lowered her head.

Only then did Agnes smile in satisfaction.

The sedan arrived right away like that.

The two got in the car and returned to the count’s residence, and after digesting their high-calorie diet, they went to bed.

Naturally, Agnes was lying in Deltan’s bedroom with him.

Deltan said dissatisfied.

“If this goes on, I wonder what will happen to the room I gave you.”

“I’m sure Remy is using it well.”

“Were you that kind of person to your employees?”

“I am naturally kind to others.”

I would be grateful if you could be half as kind to me.

Deltan thought about such things, then exhaled and closed his eyes.

“I will continue to go to the academy for a while. I have lectures left and I have to prepare for them. So, sleep.”

“You work hard.”

“I have no intention of doing my job sloppily.”

Agnes looked up at Deltan while hugging his waist.

Then he closed his eyes and spoke.

“You know what?”

“What.”

“I like it.”

Startle-

Deltan’s body stiffened.

Agnes added a smile to the reaction and continued.

“People who are passionate about their work. I like it because it looks cool.”

Deltan’s lips softened.

Embarrassment at the sudden remark.

Shame for being embarrassed.

Deltan’s expression wavered as various other emotions overlapped.

The Deltan who eventually took care of them responded in a slightly defiant tone.

“… That’s a confession.”

“No. I told you. Confession is what you do.”

“I said it too. That will never happen.”

“They say there are no absolutes in this world.”

Knock, knock.

Agnes patted Deltan’s side gently.

“I think it won’t be long. Am I the only one who feels that way?”

“Uh, you’re the only one who feels that way.”

“Insensitive deltaine.”

The sound of giggling laughter rang in Deltan’s ears.

It bothered me, and I was annoyed by that fact.

Deltan closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath as if he didn’t want to respond any further.

Fortunately for him, Agnes said nothing more.

*

As usual when people are busy with work, Deltan’s day was hectic and passed quickly.

Listening to lectures, revising the curriculum, and preparing for the lecture.

There were two things that needed to be done, but it was right to assume that time was tight because Deltans were obsessed with perfection and did not easily overlook even the smallest details.

However, as a Delta person, it wasn’t a big problem.

He was a man who, under normal circumstances, would end something like this with a snort.

In normal cases, that is.

“Deltain. What is this?”

Deltan turned his head while inspecting the lecture hall.

His expression was rough.

It has been three days since the full-scale preparations for the lecture began.

This is because Agnes, who had been following along without missing a day, lost concentration again.

Although she felt annoyed and wondered why she was bothering her like this, Deltan continued to answer this time as well, thinking that this was her first experience.

“Projector. Items to be used in explanations that require images.”

Deltan snapped his fingers and said, ‘Snap!’

Then, light shot out from the ball-shaped machine that was floating around the lecture hall and created a hologram in the air.

It had the shape of a statue.

“Like this.”

“Oh… .”

Agnes’ eyes widened slightly.

Deltan tried to suppress a smile that was about to burst out at that moment.

The reason was that feeling superior in such matters was a shameful act.

“… Now stay still. Because it’s disturbing.”

“Hmm… .”

Agnes cried out and looked at Deltan.

What followed was a bit comical.

“I feel like watching my husband openly cheating.”

“… What?”

“It feels like watching a husband flirting with another woman with his wife by his side.”

“What on earth is this nonsense?”

“I just feel like that. Yes, Deltan had an affair with work.”

What happened to the brain structure?

Deltan said with a laugh.

“At least I’m assuming you’re having an affair with someone, right?”

“The wind recognizes it.”

“I don’t admit it. You are not my wife in the first place.”

“The excuse is late.”

Agnes said, looking at the hologram.

With a smile on your face.

“It has retreated a lot. Delta people. If it were like before, I would have focused on the part where I said I was my wife before anything else.”

Deltan’s body stiffened for a moment.

“I told you, right? Are you coming over?”

Agnes laughed, twisting her hair with her hands.

Only later did Deltan realize that he had reacted differently to her words than before.

So I felt confused.

‘… Rotten.’

Deltan frowned and said.

“It’s because I have a lot of work to do. My thoughts are focused somewhere else.”

“I’ll do something like that.”

“I’m not saying that, that’s right.”

Deltan said this in a suppressed tone and started walking away from her.

Go up directly to the platform, inspect the objects, and calculate the movement route.

In doing so, we simulate a lecture.

It didn’t go well.

The Deltan’s face was frowning as he continued his actions.

What Agnes said kept interrupting my thoughts.

A nervous walk.

Agnes watched the scene the whole time with a satisfied expression.

*

It was the day of Delta Inn’s first lecture.

If it’s obvious, it’s obvious.

On the day the lecture began, the academy was crowded with people from outside.

Outside wizards and VIPs filled half of the lecture hall, and powerful figures from somewhere waiting outside the lecture hall to meet Deltans even though they did not get tickets.

Since he was a Deltan who did not participate in external events, they were willing to hang around unbecoming of him in order to do business with him.

“Have you figured out the movement route of the Count of Hebron?”

“Yes, I heard that you will come out through this door after the lecture. This information was obtained by bribing the academy’s manager, so it must be certain.”

“Damn wizards, how much money do you spend on one ticket!”

The owner of the top, who was quite famous in the empire, chewed his teeth and badmouthed the wizards who entered the lecture.

They are the reason he has to hang around out here.

The wizards and tower owners of the Magic Tower participated in the ticket auction with the intention of uprooting the pillars of the tower where I lived, and as a result, the number of tickets for the lecture soared to the point that one of them was the same as a mansion in the capital.

No matter how big a merchant he was, he couldn’t help but hate wizards because he couldn’t spend that much money on a single ticket.

He wasn’t the only one experiencing this situation.

Flashy sedans parked outside the lecture hall.

Inside, nobles and merchants who had been eliminated from the auction, like this merchant, were killing time, venting their anger.

Some people were constantly gulping down water, while others were relieving stress by binge eating.

The outside of the lecture hall was filled with anger.

Only one person was smiling there.

What can I say, it was the dean, the Marquis Volboros.

‘That’s great.’

The Marquis felt his stomach swell as he saw the money the customers were spending on the street stalls.

What a beautiful sight.

The series of moments when the Academy’s coffers were filled to the brim brought tears to my eyes.

‘The ticket price was also more expensive than expected.’

I was greedy and ended up lowering the settlement rate to 10%, but even so, the profits were more than enough to make up for the money I spent on preparing for the lecture.

Hebron, the Delta.

As expected, he was the man bringing the money.

The Marquis thought with a happy face.

‘What is the Count doing?’

Are you doing a final inspection before the lecture?

Or is it just that he has finished preparing and is taking a rest?

‘Probably the latter.’

He is a man whose abilities are close to perfection both as a magician and as a human being.

You must have done a lot of preparation, so you might be relaxing with a cup of tea by now.

Marquis Volboros imagined the scene according to the images of the Deltans he knew.

And it was different from reality.

“Deltain. Teach me again.”

The waiting room of the lecture hall.

Deltan was facing Agnes with a face filled with discomfort.

Agnes was holding a tie in her hands.

“It’s difficult. The tie is not tied nicely.”

“I just do it.”

“I don’t like it.”

Agnes hid the tie in her arms.

The smile was full of playfulness.

“I wanted to try it. Wearing a tie.”

Deltan was in tears and swallowed the words, ‘Couldn’t you have done it for the duke?’

I thought that if I said something like this now, it would only be a bomb.

At the same time, Deltan was confident.

‘They’re doing this on purpose.’

Agnes deliberately tied her tie crookedly and then loosened it again.

Otherwise, there was no reason to fail in the same way over twenty times.

“… I really don’t have time anymore, so finish it.”

Agnes pouted her lips at the words she chewed.

“Cuthless.”

“Heart is a piece of shit.”

“I try so hard, but they don’t even support me.”

Agnes wrapped the tie around Deltan’s neck.

It was like hugging him.

If you stick your head out just a little, your cheeks can touch.

In that state, Agnes whispered.

“Heartless Deltan.”

Kick.

Agnes widened the distance with a laugh and tightened her tie more neatly than before.

“Ah, it’s finally done now.”

While reciting slyly.

Immediately after, Agnes folded Deltan’s shirt collar, patted his shoulder, and spoke.

“Aren’t you nervous?”

“Not at all.”

“Say you are nervous.”

“Why me.”

“Please do me a favor. Huh?”

Deltan’s eyes trembled slightly at the voice mixed with charm.

“I don’t like it.”

“Then say it’s annoying. Honestly, giving lectures is a hassle, right?”

What else are you trying to do?

Deltan sighed and answered the question with his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“Yeah, it’s annoying. Are you done?”

“Yes.”

The corners of Agnes’ mouth quirked up.

It was a smile that strangely stimulated anxiety, and that anxiety was correct.

“Then I will motivate you without bothering you.”

Agnes stood on tiptoe.

And then he kissed Deltan’s cheek.

side-

There was a brief sound.

When Deltan stopped breathing, Agnes hugged his waist and said,

“If you do well, next time is lips.”

Knock, knock.

Agnes patted Deltan’s ass.

“Fighting?”

It took Deltan quite a long time to understand the situation.

*

The podium of the lecture hall.

A man was climbing there.

Bright red hair reminiscent of a burning flame, and golden eyes shining like the noon sun underneath.

His tall features and crooked posture were full of defiance, but his expression was a bit blank.

Hebron, the Delta.

The seventh Archmage in the continent’s history.

Those in the lecture hall expressed their admiration for seeing him in person, but also expressed their confusion at his blank expression.

Are archmages really different from ordinary people?

Even at this moment of giving a lecture, are there a lot of thoughts going on in my head?

Many guesses passed through their minds, and they were all wrong.

“… Nice to meet you. This is Hebron, the Delta.”

He was now reflecting on what had happened in the waiting room.

“Let the lecture begin.”

For some reason, I feel like my cheeks are itching.