Lizzie hates dealing with relationships.

Being in a group, everything you do has to take into account the thoughts of others, and as long as you show a little bit of maverickism, you will be criticized. She believes that instead of being ostracized because of her misfit afterwards, it is better not to pretend to be in the first place.

To be exact, what she hates is being in the chain of interpersonal relationships, and she can do her best to leave the direct relationship behind, but the indirect connection is not up to her. Lizzie is not good at dealing with such one-sided relationships, especially those that are not aimed at her.

Perhaps because of her personality, her harsh words and arrogant attitude will always anger most people. She is often not ashamed of this, but proud of it - when someone else puts forward an opinion, she will always use a more mean attitude to ridicule each other, blocking the other party with nothing to say.

It's not that she doesn't know how to look at other people's faces, in fact, she can easily guess the other person's thoughts from other people's eyes, and often sees their flaws from some subtle expressions. But this does not mean that she will deliberately cater to the psychology of the other party in order to get along well with others.

Lizzie has always believed that she should be an individual, not a part of a group. Such a direct expression is that when she is in the collective, she always deliberately isolates herself - without saying a word, blending into the background like an ornament, and the sense of zài is quite weak.

She always dresses herself as a solitary individual, and she says things like "don't make too many connections if you don't have to." She was like a ghost, she looked like she was right in front of her, but she would disappear into a corner if she wasn't looking.

So the worst thing she's at dealing with is the kind of people who come up without a calculation - especially Mio Dustad. This nagging little girl seems to just want to make friends with Lizzie, but when she speaks, she has no head. It always makes Lizzie feel unusually tired.

Now she was on her way to the infirmary near the Theory Building, with the afternoon sun shining down on the clean-cleaned corridors. The delicate fragrance of the dried flowers for decoration relaxes the nerves and soothes the aching eyes.

The unpleasant dream just now made her fall into a trance, and the gasps and whispers when she was immersed in the dream seemed to disturb the surrounding classmates. After a while, everyone in the class thought that she was "frail and sickly" and that she had recovered from her old illness, and even Mabel on the podium panicked.

It's not that I'm sick, it's just that I'm sleepy...... If you say that, probably no one will believe it. After all, everyone who touched her forehead was frightened by her frighteningly low body temperature, which made her feel as if she was about to die at any moment.

"I'm just sleeping...... This will have to be sent for treatment. Mabel's reaction was exaggerated. Reluctantly walking under the porch, Lizzie grumbled as she walked, "If any person with nightmares were to be sent for treatment, all the hospitals in the city would be filled." ”

After Mio Disstad woke her up, the chaos in the class eased slightly. When she volunteered to take Lizzie to the infirmary to rest, the class immediately agreed. She wanted to refuse on the grounds that she was just unwell, but no one could listen to her in the atmosphere at that time......

The obedience of the minority to the majority is essentially tantamount to the oppression of individual opinions by the power of the majority - which is why Lizzie hates acting within the collective. Being semi-coercively bound by all kinds of things that are "taken for granted" loses the autonomy that individuals should have.

A few soft laughs. Mio Distad said in a relaxed tone, "It shows that Miss Mabel cares about you." Besides, she is the head of the class after all, and if a student falls down because of physical discomfort, she will be held responsible. By then she would be in trouble. ”

Attitude towards Lizzie's opposition. Mio Disstad seemed used to it. Looking at Liqi's cousin in the past few days when she came to the third class of the theory department, she felt that she had figured out Liqi's character. In her eyes, Lizzie is just a peer who doesn't know anything about the world.

Lizzie may not have noticed. The image she's been putting on these days is even more withdrawn than planned - not talking if it's not necessary, not communicating if it's not necessary...... All actions are based on the "necessity" of the matter. Naturally, others are ignored.

"Why don't you think like this......" said Mio Distad as he walked ahead, jumping around and turning to Lizzie. "It's time for everyone to be bored in the classroom, but you can use the reason that you are not feeling well, isn't it earned in a sense?"

Compared to Lizzie, who had to be sent to the infirmary to rest, Mio Disstad clearly enjoyed the rest he was given. If it weren't for the fact that there were other classes in the classrooms on either side, this nagging little girl would definitely start chattering again.

Liqi, who had a calm face, immediately retorted, "No, I don't think it's a penny earned...... Rather, it's a waste of money. It is undoubtedly a waste to give up such an expensive course at will, such as six months' salary for studying in the theory department. ”

Although these words are a kind of reasoning, they are not convincing when they come out of the mouth of Liqi, who sleeps in class and throws the class into chaos. Apparently Mio Disstad didn't take Lizzie's words seriously, and just casually passed them with a crisp laugh.

"Leinster-san, you're incredible. By this time, the two of them had already walked outside the theory department building, and Mio Disstad spoke a little louder, "Obviously he looks like a maverick, but he always seems to be following some rules." ”

The afternoon sun shone through the shade of the trees on her head, leaving mottled marks on her brown head. The vitality of youth seems to exist in every part of her body.

"It has nothing to do with you, does it? Why should I decide what I do according to other people's ideas. Then again, you don't even know what kind of person I am - or can you tell you what kind of person I am just because you've only known me for a few days?"

Lizzie retorted dissatisfiedly, her cold words chilling even in the middle of summer. But Mio Disstad didn't care about Lizzie's displeasure, she jumped energetically, took two steps forward and turned to look at Lizzie, her eyes shining with a sly light.

"We may have only known each other for a few days, but that doesn't stop me from knowing you. Besides, even if people who have been with each other for decades can betray, what's the use of knowing each other for a long time?" The cringe she felt when she greeted Lizzie for the first time had long since faded, and the girl hunched over and put her face in front of Lizzie, "At least for now, I think you're a good person to be friends with, and that's enough." ”

What a troublesome fellow, Lizzie scratched her head unpleasantly, she now knew how unwise it was to be associated with a guy she had known well from the beginning. Not only is she self-acquainted, but she also nags, and she always consumes too much energy when she moves with her.

But something wasn't quite right—with Mio Disstad's personality, it was unlikely that the apprentices in the class would be able to isolate her. Self-cooked is not enough to be annoying to the whole class of apprentices, on the contrary, a large and incorporating personality like hers can easily become the center of a small group.

So what's going on in the class now? Lizzie's eyes faltered visibly when she said that "anyone we've been with for decades can betray" - maybe it had something to do with what the sentence implied, but Lizzie wasn't willing to pursue it.

Everyone has their own secrets, and even the closest ones can't necessarily reveal them. Lizzie, who doesn't want to get too involved with other people, will deliberately avoid such a conversation that can easily strengthen the bond.

"While I can understand your idea that you don't want to get into trouble, relationships are an important resource when necessary, and it's not necessarily a bad thing to have a few friends in place, right?"

Curt once told her that, unlike Lizzie, Curt likes to make friends and can easily talk to others about certain issues for a long time. Always smiling, she is a pacifist in a sense, even if the enemy stands in front of him with a knife, he will try to solve the problem with conversation.

"There's no need - it's enough for you to make friends. For me, there is no need to maintain communication beyond what is necessary. In response to Curt's suggestion, Lizzie replied, "I am tired of this kind of game when things that cannot be kept over time always have to be rotated again and again." ”

Therefore, after coming to the academy, the most uncomfortable thing for her was the grouping of group activities, and the work that could be done by herself was asked to be completed with her peers. And Liki, who doesn't have a few acquaintances, always ends up forming a combination with Mio that is looked at strangely.

Could it be that the current academy would teach its students anything other than knowledge? Lizzie, who was silent, looked at the noisy Mio Disstad, the little girl who had already turned the subject away. She really didn't know why this girl could find a topic to talk to herself so easily.

Lizzie, who was deeply troubled by her friend's problems, already had a hunch that Mio Disstad was definitely not the end of her troubles because of her relationships—not even the beginning.

"Miss Lizzie, it's great to see you here. Oscar rushed out of the corner of a building not far away, and the moment he saw Lizzie, he immediately ran over and said, "Maybe that might seem a bit abrupt - did you see Hepburn near the Theory Department building today?"

Lizzie looked at Oscar, who was panting, and her eyes, which had only felt better, hurt again. She hadn't imagined that trouble would come so quickly, that the web of relationships had now become a whirlpool, spinning and pulling everything around her in. (To be continued!)

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