Chapter 8: The Garden of the Fairies

"This is your apartment..."

"Okay, thank you"

Got the keys to the room from the accompanying principal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Reien High School is located in the prefecture attached to Tokyo City. If anything, it should be called the most famous girls' school in this country, right?

"I don't know.

However, this question is also less important.

There is no deeper meaning, just an equivalent exchange for travel expenses. But in any case, at least the environment here is not bad.

It's so good that I can't even wonder if I'm back in ancient times.

The time when human beings have not yet conquered nature and lived in nature.

The lush forests have long since turned into withered landscapes by this season, but the few boreal tree species still maintain their color.

It gives the impression that the seasons are out of order.

"Well, the timetable will be delivered to you soon, and if you don't mind, it will start next week, okay?" said the principal's expression sincere.

Isn't it easy to find foreigners in this country, though?

It's a bit hard to understand, after all, in a sense, it's a bit rare for such a well-known university to have a shortage of foreign teachers.

But when Rhodes asked the question, the principal replied with a wry smile.

"Because there aren't many people you can trust..."

Is that so?

In this way, it suddenly dawned on Rhodes that he did owe the blue-haired Sister Ciel a great favor.

"Well, in that case, we don't have to wait until next week, this week will start... It's only Monday, isn't it?"

The headmaster was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Thank you very much!"

"Don't have" to raise your hand, the etiquette of this country is not so much polite as it is to create a barrier.

So, Rod settled down like this.

In the afternoon, he received a schedule of classes arranged with super high efficiency.

"Middle school?" he turned his head and asked the teacher who sent the lesson standard.

"Yes, Mr. Saltisius," the intellectual-looking female teacher nodded, smiling.

Well, there is no reason to refuse.

I flipped through the roll call list in my hand and looked at the photos and names on it one by one.

It's all girls... Of course, this is nonsense, because it was originally a girls' school. The eldest lady with elegant temperament can basically afford to study in a wealthy family, and the financial and academic resources must have one of the higher education institutions, and it is no wonder that as long as you enter here, you don't have to worry about future problems...

“・・・”

Then, the hand stopped on a certain page.

Narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This is..." A woman with long black hair and an indifferent expression. In the place of the name are written a few words.

'Asagami Fujino'

I always feel that I care inexplicably.

I looked at the class, it was the third grade of junior high school, and I was inexplicably relieved.

Well, take a look at the class schedule.

This afternoon, it seems that there will be a lesson.

So, let's do it...

"Well, what's wrong? Mr. Saltisius?"

"No,It's nothing" closed the book.,A little hunch.,I think it's going to be interesting.,But it's not enough to be human.。

Back to the nominal villa-like apartment that would belong to him for at least a considerable amount of time, politely said goodbye to the lady. Then, the door was closed.

He put the roll call on the coffee table in the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Because he had never had a similar teaching experience before, he never thought that teaching a language would be applied to him, and of course Rodriten did not know how an orthodox teacher would teach. So, everything can only be thought of by itself.

The opportunity is your own, the process is not important, as long as the goal is achieved in the right way, there is no problem.

So, it's not really a concern.

I opened the English book, and frowned.

"What is this?"

Although I have long understood that mother tongue and foreign language are naturally different forms of teaching, as a British, it is still quite strange to see such a textbook.

The content is certainly not difficult, for Rodritte, of course, it is a simple to weird type, but on the contrary, this thing makes people helpless to the point of emotion.

"What is the purpose of the English of the country?" raised his eyebrows, unable to figure out what to say.

No, it's not really, it's just that there is something weird about it that I can't put into words, just like the spoken English in this country.

If he had to follow such a tutorial himself, the so-called model of foreigners teaching foreigners English, it was really unacceptable to Rodritte.

So, having only roughly figured out what category was to be taught, Rod threw the thick textbook aside.

Start thinking about how to teach for yourself.

So, in the afternoon of the same day, without eating the lunch that was not so needed, Rod waited in the office early.

Although the principal had hinted that 'you don't have to take it so seriously', Rhodes, who was a little paranoid, still stuck to his position as always.

Since you are a teacher, you must set an example.

Then, two minutes before the bell rang, he stood at the door of the classroom, and at the same time as the bell rang, he stepped into the classroom.

Inside the door are the ladies who are well-behaved, meticulous, and straighten their backs.

No, in fact, not all of them are eldest ladies, although there are definitely not a few celebrities here, but there is no shortage of excellent students with outstanding grades or specialties.

But of course, there will be no family dilemma.

"So, let me introduce myself," Rod paused slightly, then picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard.

"Rodriette Saltitius"

・・・Turn back.

No one spoke, but there was a strange wavering between their eyebrows.

I kind of want to laugh out loud.

"If you have anything to say, please say it, depending on your expressions, there must be something to say..."

He clapped his hands, then stepped off the podium, pulled an empty chair from the window for unknown purposes, took it to the podium, and sat down. I patted the dust off my hands. Smile.

"Just introduce yourself, my students"

There was a little silence for about ten seconds, and no one spoke, and then someone raised their hand.

It's a girl with beautiful long purple hair.,I don't know if it's dyed.。 Rod was a little impressed, so he flipped through the roster.

Yellow Road Beauty Night.

It's the child's name.

A veritable eldest lady.

frowned, but from her side, she could feel the taste that was very suitable for this academy, but absolutely insulated from this era.

If anything, without a doubt, is leprechauns or something. It's been something I've encountered in the UK before, but it should never exist in this day and age.

Especially in Japan, there is a clear difference between the different types of the West.

But... I still don't want to delve into it, so let's just love it.

"Huang Lu, let's talk about it"

I tried to smile a little.

"Yes teacher..." Then, raising her eyebrows, a little more mature than this age, the girl bowed slightly, "I think it's too weird if you get your own name."

"Oh, what do you say?" looked at the girl's eyes with amusement, smiling.

"Teacher, you should know better, right? Although it is not unacceptable to use historical figures to choose names, it would be too much if you even changed your surname..."

"Who told you that my surname was changed?" abruptly interrupted the girl's increasingly unceremonious words, showing that the other party's tone was already a little excessive.

Rod raised an eyebrow.

"Huang Lu, my name really belongs to me, right?"

“・・・”

There was silence, and then the other party's face became a little strange.

He bowed, and his face flushed slightly.

"It's my rudeness, teacher," her tone was not so sincere.

"It's okay... So, it seems that Huang Lu doesn't hate that kind of character, right?" Rod shook his head and smiled a little sarcastically, "So, how do you feel, tell me what you don't mind?"

Kind of concerned about such a problem.

"Teacher, please note that this is an English class..."

"Then, let's say it in English!" was not difficult, but easily made it more difficult for the other party. Looking at the girl's somewhat stunned angry face, Rhodes wanted to sigh a little.

"After all, it's not the first time I've been in a situation like this, but honestly, I don't like that stupid knight."

Sincerely, Rodritte, he has despaired of his past self.

It is wonderful to follow a path with no future, but it also wastes too much time and is meaningless.

What do others think of themselves?

Now, he finally wants to know about it, so that he can decide if he is really useless.