When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Wien quietly sneaked into the night.

He is now more careful than before, and has also taken several times to publicly participate in the city guard activities as Ecos.

While Ecos is known to more people, it also plays a role in diverting attention.

It is undeniable that covering up one's own identity is becoming more and more troublesome.

Having some resentment towards this fact, Wien tightened the mask on his face and jumped into Tasia's home.

The clean and tidy room was as always, with a table and two chairs next to the windowsill, and a layer of cold light shining under the quiet moonlight.

She is not here.

Wien was slightly shocked. In the past, in non-emergency situations, Tasia could always sit at the table and wait for her on time.

So he subconsciously used his perception ability to search, and unexpectedly found that she was preparing something in the kitchen.

Wien knew it.

It seems that it is to prepare food and I am so busy that I forget the time.

For Tasia, who runs a bakery, it wouldn't surprise Wien to appear in front of the kitchen at any point in time.

Not wanting to disturb her, Wien simply pulled open the chair and sat down at the table alone.

There is no light inside, but the bright moonlight spreads very brightly on the desktop.

——Tasia sat at the table like this every day.

This strange feeling makes people feel a little strange.

Suddenly, an ugly doll bear came into view.

Wien reached out and removed it.

Faces sewn by many different colors of rags actually look quite a terrifying and bizarre atmosphere at first glance. Generally speaking, girls don’t like such things in the underworld.

But I don’t know what was wrong with Tasia, so she picked it up and didn’t say it, but she also placed it on the table next to the bed every day, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to see it.

She probably likes dolls very much.

Wien always thought so.

From the beginning, what she wanted to learn was this type of magic. Unfortunately, Tasia has not been able to manipulate the dolls from a distance until now.

But this doll is really ugly and it's still old...

As a classmate and friend, I have given her other dolls, but I have not replaced this one.

Forget it, I'll give her a new one as I am now.

Thinking of this, he threw the doll into the glove box next to the corner of the table.

After waiting for a while, the soft footsteps outside the door went from far to near.

Tasia pushed the door open and came in.

"Sorry, teacher... I've been waiting for you for a long time. I was just preparing for the dessert I'm going to take to the school tomorrow, but I unknowingly delayed some time."

"It's okay." Wien said gently, "I've just arrived not long ago."

Tasia pursed her lips and walked up with a tray in her hand, which contained two different snacks.

"I just made two flavors, one is sweet and the other is slightly salty. Which one do you prefer?" As she said that, she naturally handed the food to Vine.

Sweet party!yyds!

Wien was about to reach out to get it, but his fingers froze in place as soon as they moved.

Wait - if you want to eat, I have to take off my mask first!

How could this be!

People's hearts are really too sinister!

He forced his hand to press down on his ready-to-go. "Cough... I won't eat it. It's getting late, let's start class."

Damn ~ Tasia, you have learned bad things.

Tasia was a little shocked to see that the strategy she learned from Chris did not work.

Didn’t it be possible to just convert the problem from a choice that is necessary or not to a choice that wants one of the two, or the other, to prompt the other party to make a decision according to their expectations?

Chris has made a promise and swears that this "routine" will definitely work...

Tasia, who doubted her life, could not find an excuse to refuse the offer from the party, and could only put down the carefully prepared dessert with a look of suffocation.

...

the next day.

"Chris..."

Tasia's eyes were slightly blue, and she tried to seek help from her friends again.

She did not dare to tell others about the existence of this mysterious teacher directly, and could only use various vague descriptions to create another man, saying that he was a new friend he met by chance.

"Didn't it work at all?" Chris couldn't help but frown.

Tasia seemed to have many concerns about this matter, so even if she wanted to get close to the other party, she had to take various roundabout ways.

It was because she saw that Tasia was a little absent-minded recently. After asking her repeatedly, she revealed a little bit of the situation and emphasized that she must not mention it to others.

So much so that I could only make suggestions when I was blinded.

"Did that person didn't reveal any appreciation when facing Tasia?" she asked in disbelief.

It was not that she suspected that Tasia was lying, but... if she put herself in the shoes of that person, and faced Tasia's smile that seemed to be able to heal people's hearts, it would be difficult to refuse such a small request.

Tasia shook her head. "I don't know..."

"Sometimes, he would talk to me about magical knowledge and say I'm very smart...Is that okay?"

"..." Chris was speechless.

This probably doesn't count?

"Or you might as well attack straight!" She slapped the table and said, "Catch him and press him under him, and then said to him viciously - Give you ten seconds! Tell me your name, address, identity, family background, and whether you have a marriage!"

Tasia stopped her with a slight embarrassment: "This is not possible!"

"And, and I don't want to know this either." She didn't know how to describe her mood.

She just thought that maybe as long as she saw his face, she would not have to be tortured by those strange fantasies.

What is particularly painful is that she also likes the story of "Mr. Mask" very much and is being read in every issue.

"Anyway, I want to know him in a real sense," she said. "Then... it's better to discover some of his unbearable shortcomings."

Although he is a good teacher, Tasia hopes he won't be that perfect.

At least, don't overlap as much with the perfect image you imagined.

In this way, you can distinguish him from your ideal person, and you don’t have to always guess whether he will be the “Mr. Mask” himself.

Upon hearing this, Chris' expression became more complicated.

"Confirm first, do you really like him?" she asked suddenly.

Tasia was stunned for a moment, and her face turned red.
Chapter completed!