The process of learning is always boring and painful, and even those who hear it will inevitably empathize with tears, so this pain is borne by Mr. Fisher and Jasmine alone.

But in the end, learning something is meaningful, rewarding, and necessary.

On the drowsy tatami mats, Fisher rubbed his brows extremely tiredly, and the turned off electric light stained the outlines of the various books scattered in the room with the coldness of winter, but Fisher did not feel cold at all, he just felt warm, as warm as in the spring when a hundred flowers were blooming.

This must be the hard work and happiness that comes from learning, right?

Wow~

There was an itch in Fisher's chest, and he couldn't help but look down, only to see that among the thick black hair beside him, Jasmine's reddish face was leaning against his chest, and she was staring in a daze, and her green jade fingers were falling on his chest across the warm boundary of the futon, sliding slowly.

The curvatures of her fingertips ticked out words with clear meanings, as if they had only been memorized by her, and they were deepening the impressions in her mind again and again.

After feeling Fisher looking down at her, Jasmine's pink lips opened slightly, she raised her head slightly, looked at Fisher with a warm smile, and said stupidly,

"Look, Mr. Fisher, I have memorized all the English words."

“.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the shape she had just scratched, just like a student who had memorized a text waiting expectantly to be memorized by the teacher.

Could it be that this really works wonders for learning a foreign language?

When this idea subconsciously poured into his mind, Fisher himself actually felt that this idea was reasonable, but in an instant, he couldn't help but laugh a little and felt ridiculous.

He only held her boneless little hand for the time being, but a look of satisfaction appeared on Jasmine's face.

The space was quiet again, and Fisher looked at the books scattered on the ground next to him, where there were not only the English books they had just used, but also other religious texts about the other world, Fisher couldn't read the words on them, and he didn't know why there were so many scriptures in the room he lived in the dream.

Thinking of this, Fisher reached out and took a book of scriptures back, and the words written on it were distorted and gradually changed into Fisher's recognizable appearance, but the meaning was still obscure, and Fisher couldn't read it.

"There is no Moro Heavenly Son in the south. In the middle of the heavens of his incarnation, the heavens of Brahman."

"There is the Demon Heavenly Palace, which is six thousand years long. The palace wall is sevenfold, the fence is sevenfold, the net is sevenfold, the tree is sevenfold and even countless birds are singing in harmony."

The words were incomprehensible, but they seemed to make the temperature in the room softer and more pleasant.

The moonlight shone through the translucent screen like water, illuminating the tatami mats with the scrolls of Buddhist scriptures that had been torn apart by the previous madness.

The rest of the sutras that were still in tatters had been shattered, and all that remained intact on the ground was the untold text in Fisher's hand and the distant, inconsequential English book.

Through the moonlight, Fisher realized that the bed they slept on was facing the wardrobe, which contained a gorgeous robe in addition to Fisher's usual suits and pajamas.

The robe Fisher had never worn before, but in its model it matched his body perfectly, and it looked like he had worn it

"Whew~"

Jasmine, who was beside her, yawned sleepily like a kitten, and snuggled more comfortably into his arms and did not want to wake up.

Just looking at this incomprehensible scripture, Fisher suddenly thought of Asuka and the lonely years she had been waiting for for 10,000 years.

Jasmine in the dream has a complete reproduction of her memories of another world, which means that Jasmine has recalled her memories as Asuka at this moment

Fisher's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look at Jasmine beside him, who was confused, and suddenly asked something he had wanted to ask her,

"You must have waited hard while I wasn't there."

And Jasmine in his arms was still confused, but she was a little confused when she heard the words, and she asked in a low voice,

"Isn't Mr. Fisher all the time?"

"Yes."

"Well, but sometimes I always have nightmares that Mr. Fisher who is staying by me is fake, and the real Mr. Fisher doesn't know how long it will be before he appears. I get a little scared when I think about that nightmare."

Jasmine's little hand hidden in Fisher's arms trembled slightly, and her little face couldn't help but turn white when she thought of that "nightmare".

"In that nightmare, it was as if I had been immersed in the cold and biting spring water waiting for Mr. Fisher to arrive, and every time I walked by, I couldn't help but look up with all my might to make sure that Mr. Fisher had walked by on the shore. Outcome. Every time I see someone else, it doesn't matter."

Fisher's heart tightened a little, but Jasmine's sleepy voice beside him was still the same,

"It's so cold in the water, so cold that I can't even feel my own limbs. However, if it is such a pain, I am afraid it can't be called a nightmare, right? What really saddened me was the disappointment every time I tried my best to look up at the shore only to see Mr. Fisher.

"At that time, I would think, there are so many people passing by, and there are so many people who resemble Mr. Fisher's footsteps, why is it not Mr. Fisher? Mr. Fisher hadn't reached it yet, so I waited and waited, but the road was too long and too long, and the water was too cold and cold

"At that time, I thought, the water is so cold, if I freeze to death. When Mr. Fisher came, and he didn't see me on the shore, Mr. Fisher wouldn't be angry, would he? ”

Fisher opened his mouth, his eyes slightly sour, and his vision blurred in the thick darkness.

It was as if he had been dragged by the guilt in his heart into the cold water, and he saw Asuka who had been soaked and turned completely pale beneath the water.

He closed his eyes, hugged Jasmine a little tightly, and said tremblingly,

"No, it won't."

"But luckily, it's just a nightmare. When I woke up from the nightmare, Mr. Fisher was still there for me."

"Hmm"

"I'm so sleepy, Mr. Fisher"

"Sleep, good night."

She closed her eyes, smiled and nodded, and was comfortably ready to sleep, but as if she suddenly remembered something, she raised her head a little and kissed Fisher's neck, and then shyly buried her face in his arms like a little beast, and muttered,

"Hey, hey. We're going to stay together, Mr. Fisher, okay? ”

The kiss was as fluid as sugar, and Fisher felt tired, and the scripture he was holding in his hand slipped a little bit, and finally fell to the ground.

His consciousness seemed to be soaked in the scarlet moonlight, and he just wanted to sleep and stay with her.

He put down the scripture and wrapped his arms around Jasmine's shoulders, then leaned his forehead against her forehead as well, and whispered to her,

"Good night, Jasmine."

The room gradually fell silent, and the bright moonlight seemed to gradually turn scarlet with Jasmine's sleep, and then slowly left like a low tide.

Again, it illuminates the scriptures that have fallen to the ground

"Nan None. The Son of Heaven"

"In the middle of the heavens of his transformation and the heavens of Brahmangayi"

Like singing, like sinking.

The next day, a refreshed Fisher checked the top button of his white shirt, and compared it to the mirror in the bathroom, Fisher's breath was like that of a bookish teacher.

More memories of his coaching career flooded into his mind, and he looked down at the English textbook that had been put aside, already knowing everything about what he was going to school today.

"Mr. Fisher, are you alright? We're leaving! ”

The sound of Jasmine's call outside the door brought Fisher back to his senses, and he opened his mouth to respond after cleaning his palms,

"It's coming!"

After breakfast, they took the train to work and school, and this life continued until the weekend was closed, and then the next Monday was the same as the next.

After parting at the school gate in the morning, Fisher once again entered the class he was to teach, and compared with yesterday's overwhelmed teaching, Fisher, who had studied a foreign language all night, gradually became more and more proficient, and finally did not perfunctory the students in the podium with self-study or quizzes.

"Teacher Fisher, Teacher Herel seems to be sick, could you please take her place for the time being until she returns?"

"Okay, no problem."

What did she do?

Fisher had some doubts, but the first thought that came to his mind was what to do with such a heavy teaching burden on his head.

And the rest of his thoughts seemed to be left over the night, like his change of dirty laundry that had not been washed and was thrown in the laundry bucket.

But you can't watch the other two classes have no English classes, right?

Besides, this is only the content of the first year of high school, and it is not difficult, at most, it is a matter of taking more classes and consuming some energy, and it is okay to have class fees.

Fisher thought so.

And so the days passed, and the week passed like this, and the next week passed quickly

Mr. Fisher has become more and more comfortable with her job and has become an English teacher for the entire grade level and four classes.

Time passed

A few weeks later.

Everything was getting sweeter and Fisher's reputation in the first grade was getting bigger and bigger, and as an English teacher common to all the students, he was unimaginably popular among the girls in the first grade.

is Sichun's age, under the urging of hormones, what ideas do these newborn calves dare not have?

Before the beginning of spring and Valentine's Day, all kinds of love letters showing their hearts have already fallen on Fisher's desk like snowflakes, one by one and one in the evening, and the female students have subtly turned this enthusiasm into motivation to study, so that the principal almost spit out a sip of tea after seeing the average score of the English grade in the exam after the week.

Do you want to say that there is any unhappiness about this?

One of them is, of course, Jasmine, and the other is a male student from Heraire's previous class.

But neither of them is a big deal, because since that night, Mr. Fisher and Jasmine's relationship has become even deeper, not only do they go to and from school together every day, but they also eat lunch together, and those love letters have never been replied to, he just plays a qualified teacher, that's all.

Only third, our Renee-classmate, is really dissatisfied and resentful to the extreme.

Last week, after Teacher Heller's guidance, our Renee had already decided to launch a fierce attack on Teacher Fisher the next day, but why didn't we do it? Just let Mr. Fisher finish the class as usual?

Because she coaxed.

Well.

Quite a normal reason, right?

It's like getting used to something for a long time, and suddenly you have the courage to try something completely new, even if you're mentally prepared for it, but still linger in front of the door for a while.

At this time, all you lack is a gentle push behind you.

The same is true for Renee, who was a little scared in the morning, and the defeated dog was still missing that kick if she wanted to turn into a wolf warrior.

So she made up her mind that after class, she would learn from Teacher Heller and get a little encouragement, and then she would definitely be able to do it.

As a result, Teacher Heller fell ill and did not come to school, which was not only a lack of a kick in the door, but also kicked her back into the realm of a defeated dog, making her cowardly and cowardly, and she failed to take the initiative to show her heart to Teacher Fisher for a week.

Then, her eyes could only turn redder and redder, watching the progress of Fisher and Jasmine, and almost crashed to death on the desk.

Renee, Renee, you have to muster courage!

Wouldn't you be able to do it without Mr. Heller's encouragement?

Did you go and confess to Mr. Fisher to help Mr. Heller?

No! No!

You are for yourself!

A happy life must be grasped by yourself!

So, one morning after almost two weeks of silence, Renee finally mustered up the courage, she racked her brains, and wrote a love letter with her life's work.

"After the second class in the morning, I hope to meet Mr. Fisher alone on the rooftop."

"Jasmine's teacher in the second class will drag the class, and she won't find out."

"I have something very important to say to Mr. Fisher, please come!"

"Class C, Renee"

Renee pouted, shoved the letter into the envelope, then took a deep breath and stood up and walked out the door.

It was the early morning when the students were still in the classroom, and Renee had just walked out of the classroom door and into the hallway, when she bumped into Jasmine, who had just separated from Fisher and was about to return to the classroom with her school bag on her back.

After a short look at each other, the two were stunned, and then, the two reacted completely differently,

"Good morning, Renee-san."

Jasmine smiled kindly, her little face was rosy, she looked happy and sunny, and waved her hand to greet this unfamiliar classmate with a smile.

Renee, on the other hand, turned pale and panicked as if she had been caught by the police.

In a cramped moment, she just smiled awkwardly, and was about to subconsciously raise her right hand to say hello, but suddenly remembered that her right hand was still holding the envelope for Mr. Fisher's confession.

In the next second, her raised right hand suddenly stiffened, stopped in mid-air and fell again, and then greeted with her right hand.

"Good morning haha"

“.”

Jasmine opened her mouth, her expression was a little confused, she didn't know Renee's plans, but instinctively felt that Renee was not natural, so she asked more,

"Renee-san, what are you going to do? Haven't started classes yet, so in a hurry? ”

"I'm going to the bathroom, I can't hold it anymore."

"I see."

Jasmine covered her mouth, quickly got out of the way, and said embarrassedly,

"I'm sorry Renee-san, I'm delaying you."

"It's fine. Haha no delay"

Renee waved her hand quickly, and then passed by Jasmine with an apologetic expression.

As she skimmed over Jasmine's shoulder, Renee's panicked expression faded little by little, and was gradually replaced by a flash of excitement and cunning that overflowed from her heart.

Hmph, Jasmine-san must not have expected that I, Renee, are not actually going to the toilet now, but to steal your home!

Wait until I send the love letter out, and you wait

Hey, that's not right. It seems that other girls have also sent love letters to Mr. Fisher, but he didn't respond to all of them!

Isn't it useless even if you give it away?

Renee's brisk pace slowed slightly, she bit her lip, and her expression became extremely distressed.

But at this moment, she had already walked to the door of the teacher's office, neither entering nor retreating.

"Click."

What's worse is that just as Renee was brainstorming, the door in front of her slowly opened, revealing Fisher, who was carrying a glass of water and preparing to come out.

"Mr. Fei Fei Fisher?!"

Renee's face flushed all of a sudden, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat and escape.

"Renee?"

Fisher was also slightly stunned, looking at the woman in front of him, and blurted out a title that seemed to be engraved in his soul.

As everyone knows, it was this sentence "Renee", not "Renee", that suddenly seemed to hit a corner hidden in the depths of Renee's soul, and it was only at this moment that she was pulled out of the timid dream of a defeated dog.

Renee looked at Fisher in front of her blankly, and Fisher also seemed to feel that she should not call her classmates by their names, so she quickly changed her expression and smiled to remedy,

"Renee-san, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Renee opened her mouth, and the strength of the letter in her hand became tighter and tighter, and for some reason, her hands suddenly rose as if uncontrollably, and she actually pushed Fisher back into the office.

At this time, the office was empty, the door behind him slowly closed, and between Mr. Fisher's pupils shrank, Renee trembled and held his cheeks tightly with both hands, and Renee's voice was squeezed out of her throat.

"What. Let's call me Renee, Fisher! ”

“.”

At this moment, Renee was actually out of the dream, or rather, when she raised her hand and courageously pushed Fisher into the office, the attempt to break free from the dream had lost its effect.

She seems to have returned to the state of the defeated dog, and has even begun to cry out "regret" again and again in her heart.

But looking at Fisher, whose eyes were wide open in front of him, the words in his throat were still pushed away from his mouth by the courage he had accumulated in his heart for two weeks.

Renee plucked up all the courage to say this.

It's just because she wants to be called Renee by Fisher, not some of Renee's classmates.

"Haha."

Renee trembled, and then looked at Teacher Fisher, who was already stunned in front of her, and her face turned red a little.

Her courage has dried up, she is now a coward again, and what is even more terrifying is that she has to face the reality of what the "Attack on the Brave Renee" has done.

Yes.

I. What did I just do?

Renee's lips trembled, her legs softened, her purple eyes glistened with water, and the urge to escape from the office made her slap the letter in her hand on Fisher's chest, and she herself immediately turned to run away,

"Sorry, Mr. Fisher! I just didn't say anything! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

"Smack!"

But behind her, Fisher's big hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and grabbed her in place at once.

Renee was so frightened that she closed her eyes and let out a cute "chirp".

As you can imagine, the stern reprimand from the teacher did not come.

"Huh?"

So Renee slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Fisher's deep dark eyes.

"Renee?"

"Huh? Yes, yes. Is it me, Mr. Fisher? ”

“.”

Fisher blinked, as if abruptly awakened from a deep dream.

A cold sweat broke out all over his body, as if he had been pulled back to his senses from a quagmire from which he could not break free.

He took a deep breath and looked at Renee in front of him, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug Renee's body.

"Huh?"

Renee's eyes widened and she became confused, and she suddenly fell into an unbelievable blank of mind

In her arms, Fisher gasped, his shirt soaked in cold sweat.

Only when he hugged Renee and smelled her fragrance that was no different from reality, did his consciousness become clear and calm little by little.

Ever since that night with Jasmine, it was as if he had been swallowed by this dream, and he almost didn't come to his senses.

Even if he possessed that precious property, it didn't seem to be completely immune?

Fisher hugged Renee in her arms tightly, and as if happy, whispered reverently in her ear,

"You're the best... Renee, thank you."

"Huh?"

Renee's brain is completely overloaded.

She never expected it.

Be brave for a lifetime this time.

though

Although I don't know why Mr. Fisher hugged himself and said such things to himself all of a sudden, it was anyway.

It worked?

She stupidly felt the teacher Fisher holding her tightly, and couldn't help but raise her hand and pat Fisher's broad back, and after confirming that it was all true, she couldn't help laughing anymore.

Thank you, Mr. Heller, I would never have taken this brave step without you!

And the brave people enjoy the world first, this sentence is honest and does not deceive me.

As a result, the defeated dog Renee Super evolved and became.

Wolf Renee!

She opened her mouth, unable to comprehend the state of the moment, so she had to hug Fisher tighter. (End of chapter)