"Why did you put this thing here?"

"Isn't that supposed to be next to the bed?"

"How can this be put here, move it over quickly"

Mister entered the room and took one look at it, and began to direct me to set things up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info dare you really treat this place as your own house. But Mister just did a simple magic start, and I obediently went to her to send it, and I still haven't seen how Mister released magic directly into my clothes.

Besides, with Mister's current strength, he can let me do it with a tougher attitude. She didn't do that, she can only say that her true character is far less powerful than what she usually appears.

It was repeated many times before it finally reached the point where Miste was pleasing to the eye, is it so troublesome to live in a place?

"What are you going to do in this place?" I said, pointing to a large clearing.

"Bathroom," said Mist, lying on the bed, and I thought it would be better for me not to hear it.

"You're going to sleep in the same bed with me tonight?" Mistre asked me out of the blue, and I looked at her and remembered that I had only bought one bed today, and that the one that had been split in half had been thrown out when I came back.

"No, I'll just go out and spend the night," I said.

"And after that? There's no room for another bed in this house. Mister said.

"Then I'll sleep on the floor," I said, thinking about it. Anyway, the bed doesn't mean anything special to me.

"You really don't want to sleep in the same bed with me?" Mister's smile was like a flower.

"Are you pregnant and want me to be the father of the child?" I was joking with her. Just like Mister's father said, even if the strength is not too high, but with the observation of body posture and strength perception, such an obvious thing as pregnancy can still be seen, and I am still an undead who is sensitive to the breath of life.

"And you want to be the father of the child?" Mister gave me a blank look.

"I really don't have any special status, if you really have a child with me, you will regret it. Rest early," I said, and then walked out, grabbing a blanket that Mister had thrown at me.

"Anyway, thank you," she said.

Mister left early the next morning, and soon after she came back with some bread and milk, if I guessed correctly, it was breakfast?

"I'll leave this kind of thing to you in the future." Mistre preached as he handed me breakfast, and he took it for granted. I nodded, and asked where she bought it. By the way, she also told me where to buy lunch and dinner, because they are all in one place, that is, the cafeteria of the college.

Since then, our life of not knowing whether it is considered cohabitation has begun, if other male teachers or students in the academy know, they must be jealous of my situation, that is, they do not understand my suffering, every day the money in my card flows out, although the common currency is not meaningful to me, but I will always be a little disappointed when I see the reduction of what I have.

I said, should I find a part-time job or something, so with my salary as an administrator, I can't afford to support you like this.

You drank that 10,000 gold bottle of red wine for two weeks? Can't you save some drink? You have to eat such expensive desserts at every meal, and you don't know that high-energy things will make you fat, don't tell me that you can absorb and discharge this part of the energy...

I was babbling and talking to Mister, who was lying in the room, that there were very few classes today, and that she had come back early, and was now in bed reading a novel and eating, and she was relaxed. Isn't this a change of law forcing me to go bankrupt?

"The qualification of the teacher's assistant should be given to you in the next two days, besides, how you raise me is your business, just don't starve me to death, I don't want to go back in embarrassment if you say that," Mister said to me as he ate in the room.

"Don't you still have 5 million in savings? I don't have any money, and you can't starve. I said.

"That's not good, that's my dowry, well, you're going to work." Mister stopped talking.

Soon after, a large number of girls came towards me, and I didn't open my soul perception, I couldn't even perceive such a large group of life, and I was really, not very used to it.

"Lillian, that's not the one..." I heard a girl say. Lillian? This girl seems to have heard it somewhere.

"I'd like to take 20 parts of Scarlet Jasmine powder, 40 parts of Flame Grass, and 20 parts of cryolite. This is Mr. Mister's warrant. "A girl came out of this group of girls and came to me and preached to me. No wonder Miste said that my job came, it turned out that she arranged it herself.

After the girl came out with everything and distributed them in turn, the group of girls gradually dispersed, but in the end there was one girl who stayed here, and I looked at it, it was the girl named Lillian, so I greeted her.

"Lillian? What else? I asked her.

Her face was not red this time, but her eyes were red.

"I heard from them that you and Miss Mistre are now a couple and already live together?" Lillian looked up at me, I looked into her eyes and didn't know how to answer, of course it wasn't because of shyness or anything, Miste was not far away right now, and if she said something she didn't want to hear, I would probably add a lot of money.

"Well, Lillian, he's my fiancé now, so you give it up." Mister walked out of the room at this point and stood at the interrogation and watched us preach.

"No, I don't believe it," Lillian cried at Mister's words and ran away.

"Why do you have to be like this? It's not long before you cheat and deceive. I asked her.

"Girl, she always has to go through some blows before she can really grow up, and now my words will hurt her, which is much less harmful than the person she really likes in the future." Miste walked into the house after saying this, so if she said this, she was hurt by the man she liked before?

The daily work is mostly like this, but it is only clear that I am idle, and it continued until I received the position adjustment letter from the college, and this situation changed. The moment I received this paperwork, the academy was back to being without a storekeeper, but what does this have to do with me?

"Look down and see which teacher's assistant you're in." Mistre pointed to the underside of the adjustment paperwork and spoke to me.

I looked down, "Instructor: Mister Ex, Fire School of Magic. ”

Well, you won, not only my creditor, but also my immediate boss.

"Be happy, you can be with me again." Mister looked at me with a grin.

"It's the easiest way to do it," I said, looking at her.

"Well, you're so smart, you can be a little white face during the day, and at night, you should find a part-time job depending on your appearance." Mistre patted me lightly on the head.

This woman, really, should I have such a clear grasp of my financial situation.