High noon time

Almost all the students were enjoying their lunch in the lobby of the center, but Crowwen found an excuse not to participate, although it had been a full half day, but the strange feeling of Fodames in her heart had not diminished at all, so she made a decision that she thought was bold. The teachers here all eat in their own offices, and after inquiring about Fodamès's office, Crowen went to him alone with her textbooks in her hands.

The door was ajar, and Clowen hesitated for a moment before tiptoeing tentatively at the door. The first time there was no response, Crowen strengthened her courage and knocked twice with more force but still did not respond, she was curious and half-bent down to look through the crack in the door to see the situation inside. Although only half of the room can be seen due to the viewing angle, it is still a little blurry, but I can just see the table and chair for eating, there is food on the table, but there is nothing on the chair, how can there be the figure of the man in my heart.

"People are not there? Is something going out? Clowen frowned slightly, a deep regret lingering in her heart.

Do you wait where you are, or do you leave it at that? Crowen hesitated to choose, but at that moment a golden light flashed through the crack in the door, and a strange, indescribable, slight noise swept through her ears like a gust of wind.

"Who's out there?" Just when Clowen was surprised and overwhelmed, Fodames's voice came from within.

The door opened, and the figure of Fodamès appeared in front of Crowen.

"Mr. Fudames?" Clowen looked at Fodames in front of him suspiciously, there was nothing abnormal at this time except that his face was slightly pale, so why couldn't he see it just now? How did he appear so suddenly in this almost sealed room? This huge question welled up in Crowen's mind.

"I prayed before cooking just now, this is a sacred ritual and I can't be distracted and stopped, so it's inconvenient to open the door for you." As if to see Crowen's doubts at a glance, Fodames pointed to the statue table on the other side of the room and explained to her.

"Huh?" Hearing this explanation, Crowen leaned out her neck and looked past the body of Fodamès, and saw the whole room clearly, indeed as he said, in the half of the room that he did not see, there was indeed a statue of the Divine Messenger Shining Sage Darthlet, and in front of the statue was a crystal ball that was more common in churches.

Could it be that the teacher was really in this room just now? Is the light and sound caused by the teacher getting up? There was no other explanation for the scene in front of him, so he couldn't believe it, and the doubts in Crowen's heart disappeared in an instant.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" As Crowwen thought wildly, Fodames looked at her and asked gently.

Under such a gaze, Crowen's face suddenly became crimson, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly at the other party, and the thoughts in her mind were sorted out for a long time before she stabilized, handed out the textbook in her hand, and said timidly: "Teacher, I still don't understand anything about your morning class, I hope you can answer it for me." Although it was to see Fodamès, Crowyn's words were not false, and he really didn't listen to the class at all, so he asked his girlfriend what he was taught in class, and then he took advantage of the spare time of each class to summarize what he didn't understand, and now he submitted it.

"Then why didn't you say it in class? Scared by me? Despite the slight blame and self-deprecation, Fodames got out of the way and led Crowen into the room.

The smell of the food in the room was already very thin, it seemed that the ritual had been done for a long time, and the food was cold, not only that, but there was also a faint strange smell here, a bit like a fishy smell and a bit like rust, which was difficult to identify for a while, but what made Crowwen more concerned was that after entering the room, Fudames easily put away the objects in front of the statue stuffed into the drawer. It was only a very brief moment, and Crowwen only vaguely saw a silhouette, as if it was a large piece of red cloth. Why does he have this kind of thing that only girls like? Don't...... All sorts of strange thoughts weaved through her mind, until Fodames urged her to say what she didn't understand, and then she came back to her senses and turned in what she had put together, and Fodamès took the trouble to answer herself......

"Thank you, teacher......" Ten minutes later, Clowen stood at the door of the room, bowing to Fodamès, expressing her gratitude. In the ten minutes of being alone with him, although the words and desires that I really wanted to express in my heart were always in my throat, it was already a great satisfaction to be alone with this man one-on-one and carefully observe his every move, word and deed, is this God's guidance to me? Is this called love at first sight? Anyway, we will get along for a long time in the future, and there will be many opportunities for confirmation. Thinking so, Crowen left with small steps. (End of Chapter 84)