"If you want to say why, then it is only because of the subject matter."

On the way to the research room, Wayne reflected on this painful experience.

My experience with male protagonists from harem dramas or stock trading dramas I have watched in the past is always a bit biased when it comes to otome themes like villainous daughters.

Damn it! You can successfully conquer the Mary Sue character just like that inexplicably!

Regarding the news of failure he brought again, Kali who was in the orchestra department just said coldly, and then continued practicing.

It looks like it's almost losing steam.

But his time also became urgent, and he could no longer spend time in the orchestra department.

Unhappily, Wayne pressed the address given by Professor Conley and came to his personal research room.

Tall trees on both sides sandwiched a path, casting dots of light among the interlaced branches and leaves. Under the cover of the overly dense leaves, a gray building stood among them.

Although it is just a personal research room and the location is relatively remote, it looks much better than the student union area.

Wayne walked forward and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

Professor Conley's voice sounded.

But before he could do anything, several vines stretched out from the crack in the door and opened it.

Wayne looked in surprise at the angle of the vines and saw a deformed wooden man.

It was as if a tree the size of an adult was pulled out from nowhere, and then a section of it was sawed off. The well-developed root system was exposed on the floor, but it was cleaned very clean, and no dirt was visible.

The "vine" retracted from the bare roots of the wooden man, like a tentacle stretched out by an octopus.

"This is..." Wayne stood at the door for a while before walking in.

Professor Conley was wearing an apron outside his white robe, holding a saw in his hand, and was cutting something.

"Here we come." He said hello in a casual manner, just like the owners of those roadside stalls.

"Since you are my disciple, you must start from the most basic things in a down-to-earth manner."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a branch appeared out of thin air, rolling up a rag. "Let's do some hygiene first."

Wayne held the rag with a confused look on his face, and then looked at Professor Conley in the laboratory who seemed to feel that this operation was not comfortable, so he simply raised one foot and stepped on the workbench, sawing the wood continuously.

"Am I not here to learn magic?"

Professor Conley looked serious, "What do you think is the most important secret of magic?"

Wayne thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Perseverance?"

Everyone is very weak when they first awaken to their magic power.

Only by practicing, learning, and applying day after day can one gradually master more powerful magic spells. In essence, it is a process of constantly expanding the magic pool and continuously improving the efficiency of magic use.

This is something he gradually began to understand after becoming a magical girl.

Hearing what he said, Conley's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Thinking very thoroughly."

Then he raised his chin and gestured: "Now, doing hygiene is also a part of training your perseverance!"

‘That’s a lie! Just like when I was in school and I had to clean public toilets, it’s a lie just like saying it’s to exercise the spirit of work!’

Wayne complained crazily in his heart.

However, he still tightened his grip on the rag in his hand.

Isn’t it just about hygiene?! As long as you can teach me magic, I can show it to you in minutes!!!

He turned his grief and anger into motivation, starting from his own hands, and wiped the sawdust and dust flying all over the sky.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't start wiping from there! My big baby——"

Wayne felt goosebumps all over his body when he shouted, and he hesitated to stop touching the wooden man's hand.

Conley dropped the saw and ran over anxiously, holding the wooden man in his arms and stroking it.

"Don't touch this thing!" he said.

Wayne looked a little strange and said: "Is this piece of wood your... wife?"

Conley showed an incomprehensible expression. "What? What wife?"

He said angrily, "I mean, it's easily damaged by water!"

"Oh——" Wayne suddenly realized.

I was shocked, I thought you were the type who would think of weird things as your wife.

"It took me a lot of effort to make this thing." Conley said proudly, "When I say 'please come in,' it will open the door, and when I say 'please come out,' it will close the door."

When he said these words, the wooden man stretched out the vine as he was told, and then retracted it halfway.

Wayne was really a little interested in this thing.

"How is this done?" He carefully observed the grain on the wood.

It's almost the same as a voice-activated switch, but it's also smart.

"Hmph." Conley crossed his hands with an arrogant expression. "If you behave well, it doesn't matter if I teach you how to do it."

...Please, don’t act cute when you are already an uncle!

Wayne twitched his lips and shouted energetically: "I understand, teacher! I will take good care of my hygiene!"

…

After school, Chris was waiting for him to go home together at the gate of the elementary school.

For some reason, since the last murder, Chris insisted on going to and from school with him every day, even during weekend tutoring.

Wayne climbed into the carriage with frivolous steps and slumped on the seat like a dog.

"Is this being hollowed out?" Chris smiled.

Even in the carriage, she held a pen in her hand, flipping through a stack of books and writing and drawing on white paper.

"Yeah, I've been doing hygiene for a whole day."

Wayne vomited bitterly, "That Professor Conley is simply not a human being. He hasn't cleaned the room in I don't know how many days. Even the white coats and aprons are piled up in a big pile on the floor. Today, only a small part of it has been cleaned. It is estimated that it will be cleaned tomorrow."

Gotta continue.”

"That's it." Chrissy said absently, "In fact, you can spend money to hire some staff to help with hygiene."

"Qingxi Academy usually does not allow outsiders to enter, but many internal staff and even some civilian students from relatively poor families are willing to take this opportunity to earn some extra money to support their families."

Yes, she thought of Wayne when she mentioned it.

The original heroine also helped the teachers with some auxiliary work in her spare time because she wanted to support her family.

However, this kind of behavior will be looked down upon by those nobles with superior family backgrounds.

There was silence in the carriage for a while.

"By the way, what are you drawing?" Wayne asked casually.

It doesn't look like homework.

"This?" Chris lifted up the stack of not-too-thick booklets, shook them, and answered briskly: "It's the special income generated by our family's chamber of commerce since the launch of small Poppy dolls."

Wayne:!!!
Chapter completed!