The Reason I Keep Avoiding My Childhood Friend

od person.
If you don’t like it, I won’t study with you.”

As I talked, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I got along really well with Mr.
Hafterry.
Having a good teacher for your studies was also really important.

In my previous life, the period of compulsory education was long, so I went to school and changed teachers every year to teach.
Were there really only teachers who were right for me during that time? All of them are people who have passed great tests and have experience.
I don’t think their abilities are bad, but that doesn’t mean they and I are good together.

Everyone is different.
And children are especially sensitive.
For some, praising will be more effective, and for others, harsh scolding will be more effective.
Knowledge may remain, and there may be people whom you respect with your heart.

Mr.
Hafterry doesn’t seem to have had much teaching experience, but he has handled me well.
He sometimes was stern, sometimes praises, and moderately helped me to be interested in my studies without getting tired.

I didn’t want to let go of such a person because I had a good opportunity.
This was betrayal over betrayal.
It’s a shame because Mr.
Hafterry accepted it so generously, I was a terrible disciple.

This time, I felt it more while talking to Mr.
Hafterry.
I am upset that Mr.
Hafterry gave me a little distance, but the bottom line is that he chose the method that was the most important for me.

“You said you would study with me too! You said you wanted to study from my teachers!”

“But if the circumstances are not right, there is nothing you can do.
There is no need to force me to study.”

Kir looked at me with a look of being treated unjust at the words I spit out, and ran away.
It was a stormy period that he kept running out these days.
Knight Henry followed Kir with a troubled face.

If I can’t attend class, I’ll stop.
Kir needed to get used to things that didn’t go his way.
Since I came to the Grand Duke’s residence, I should eat some sweets.

Kir, who had gone out in anger while I was trying hard to put the cookie in my mouth, came back.
I don’t know what happened outside, but it was after he had controlled his emotions.
But Kir looked at my cheeks bulging with sweets and shot at me again, choked up.

“You really!”

Why, what, what?

As my eyes were in daze, Kir clenched his fists and trembled as he looked at my twitching cheeks.
Then he hurriedly turned around and looked at Knight Henry.
Why do you look at Knight Henry like that?

Knight Henry, who received both me and Kir’s gaze at the same time, smiled embarrassedly.
For some reason, it looked like sparks were splattered in the wrong place.
When Knight Henry made a loud, awkward sound, Kir spit out his emotions.

“Good.
Then come only on the day you’re available.
But you have to come as much as possible.”

I just shook my head at Kir’s attitude, as if saying, “I’m willing to give you permission.” I thought he’d scream back ‘I’m not going to class with you either!’.
But it was an unexpected decision.

It seemed that the class at the Grand Duke’s residence would not be canceled.
That also meant I had to keep the job of caring for the little boy named Kir a little longer.