Team villains except me

Chapter 505 Three Invitations

Late autumn mornings have the clearest skies.

Irene wrapped herself in a thick coat and went to Teacher Garcia's house with Zhu Si.

"Zhu-chan, Zhu-chan, did Mr. Garcia tell me what he prepared for breakfast?"

"No. But he seems to be learning how to be a chef recently. Ochef said Garcia sometimes goes to Rose Mansion to help him."

"Ouch~"

Irene rubbed her nose. The air conditioning had turned it red, but she didn't feel particularly cold. She and Zhu Yi had rested for a while on the magic circle, and now she felt refreshed. Even if she had to go back to Abersgard for class later, she wouldn't fall asleep. Besides, she could still catch up on some sleep in 1206 at noon.

Irene suddenly thought of something. She took out her communicator and called up her class schedule for the week.

Sure enough, there were new changes in the curriculum, and the teacher of the new course was Musa.

Irene slowly curled her lips and handed the communicator to Zhue.

"Zhu'e, look, Teacher Musa is giving an open class at the Academy of Atavism today."

Zhu Yi took the communicator from Irene and rubbed her cheek.

She wasn't interested in the course change. She did see Musa's name, but she didn't quite understand why Irene was so happy.

"Because this is a great opportunity! Zhu Yi, last month's open class was held at the Wood Magic Court. Don't you remember that?"

"No. Isn't it Siren who's giving the lecture?"

"No, I think it should be 'Jesus'... I don't like her."

Irene still remembered how annoying Teacher Jie Si was when Lilith was still around. But when she mentioned the name, she subconsciously looked at Zhu Yi.

Zhu's reaction was very calm.

"Ah."

Zhu Yi responded calmly, as if she had lost track of who this person was.

Irene approached the spider and held her hand. She didn't like seeing any life disappear. She hoped that all the people she loved could stay with her forever, forever young and full of life.

But the world doesn't work that way. At least in her world, she can't always go smoothly.

"Zhu Yi, actually, I've been wondering if my existence requires continuous sacrifice?

My mother sacrificed for me, as did Lilith. We were responsible for teaching Lilith, who was like a daughter to us, just like Arinth. It was as if my very existence was a bad omen, that people I cared about would always die for me.

Zhuyi, please don't prove that I am unlucky, okay?"

Zhu Yi looked down at her, and after a while, she sneered.

"Did you only say this to me? Or did you tell Huett and the others? Are you so sure that I would sacrifice myself for you..."

"I'm sure. Zhuyi, I just know you'll call me a troublemaker, but you'll save me."

"What a beautiful thought."

Zhu Yi stuffed the communicator into Irene's arms.

"If you want me to promise, you must first swear to Nolvia that you won't do this. Do that, and then come and talk to me about this.

Besides, who said you were ominous?"

The murderous intention is awe-inspiring.

Erin pursed her lips and sighed while holding the communicator.

“No one, it’s just me.”

"What did you learn in Abersgar? What does the Atavism Academy teach?"

"Teaching the Atavism Department how to utilize their own strengths and weaknesses for training... This is Teacher Musa's topic."

Irene raised the communicator and didn't continue the previous topic. She realized that she was really harsh on Zhuyao, asking her to do something she couldn't do herself.

But why did the Beast God ask her mother to sacrifice herself to save her?

She doesn't believe in the Beast God. What expectations does the Beast God have for her? And will these expectations endanger her family?

If her existence is built on the bones of her loved ones, then this is not an expectation, but a punishment.

Irene's mood was somewhat gloomy. Zhu Yi observed her expression, took the communicator and asked her what the point of Musa's lectures was.

Irene came back to her senses and explained carefully to Zhue.

"Abersig holds an open class every month. Professors from other colleges and some noble dukes who are interested in the topic come to audit. Many new teachers in the college gradually gain fame this way.

Musa is amazing. She'd been able to teach open classes for a long time, but she never applied. This time at Lanier, I'd been doing paperwork at Fortsu, and she asked me how I could have a stronger voice at Absgar. It was great from the start.

Teacher Musha is very special, Zhuyi, don’t you think so?

"I don't think so. What's so special about her? If she almost became a Beast Warrior, then Matija is already one."

"That's not it. I'm talking about our relationship with Musa-sensei.

Teacher Musa didn't offer to help us, nor did she ask for our help. She wanted to be our instructor because of Yalinxiu, but even if Yalinxiu didn't agree to be friends with Loretta, Teacher Musa wouldn't be sad.

Moreover, although we meet with Ms. Musa every week, we don’t actually have much contact with her. We don’t know each other very well.

It’s not teacher and student, nor helper and helped… Getting along with Teacher Musa is like getting along with a gray wolf of the same age.”

"That... isn't the case."

Dry sound.

Zhue and Irene looked up at the sound and saw Garcia with short, straight hair.

Garcia looked at them awkwardly.

"Zhu Yi said you would arrive soon, but it's been ages, breakfast is cold, and it's freezing outside. I came to the magic circle to pick you up... I heard a little about Miss Musa."

Garcia's dark green eyes trembled with hesitation like water plants.

"At Rose Mansion, when Yalinxiu's homeroom teacher was coming to visit, Miss Musa was asking Hazi about you. I think... she wanted to get to know you."

"Like This."

Irene looked at Garcia and smiled.

"Thank you for telling me and Zhuqi, Mr. Garcia, what's for breakfast?"

……

Garcia knew that the "Send You Home" team had just returned from Rainier the previous night. He assumed that Zhu and the others would be extremely tired and wouldn't have time for breakfast, so he made a lot of portable sandwiches. He had originally planned to deliver breakfast to them in Abersgar, but he hadn't anticipated that more than half of the team hadn't slept all night.

When he sent the tomato photo to Zhu'e, he never thought that Zhu'e would reply. He knew that Zhu'e didn't like to use communicators, and there would be no alert sound when he sent messages.

But Zhu Si replied.

Garcia put a lot of snacks he had bought recently in Zhu's coat, and when Irene finished breakfast and was about to go to Leonard, he also grabbed a handful for her.

Irene looked at Garcia, her blood-red eyes curved.

"Mr. Garcia, aren't you jealous?"

Garcia knew what Irene was referring to. As a counselor, he often felt that a month was too short. He also thought that the next counselor would definitely perform better than him, and that he was probably the worst counselor at "Send You Home." He secretly envied the teacher who replaced him, hoping they wouldn't be too good, but also not too bad.

He was very scared, scared that he would be forgotten, scared that he would be compared to others and be seen as even more cowardly and despicable.

"……meeting."

Garcia was a little embarrassed.

"I'm jealous of Miss Musa. But when I saw her asking Hazi, I felt that she wanted to get to know you. She's very powerful. I knew her when I joined the company. I know that she almost became a Beast Warrior. In the academy, she is also considered a civilian teacher, but the noble students are afraid of her. She keeps to herself and no one dares to bully her. She is very powerful.

I know I'm weak. There's little I can do for you; I'm not strong enough. If you're in trouble, you'll need someone stronger than me to help you. So, the more people who understand and like you, the safer you'll be.

Besides, she seemed lost and in need of companionship and friends. I know how that feels. I know how lucky I am, and I know she will be lucky too. Actually, I'm not that jealous of her—I received the special gifts from you, Rainier.

Garcia's back straightened. His hair hadn't returned to its normal shape yet, and he was still thin, but no longer timid.

Irene thought that there would be many sunny days in the future.

She spoke crisply.

"Yes, you don't need to be jealous of Teacher Musa. Teacher Garcia, you also collected our rent. We will all come to your house to play for the next few decades.

Also, Mr. Garcia, what are your plans for the holidays?"

Garcia shook his head blankly.

"No, what do you need me to do—"

He suddenly realized that this was an invitation.

"If not, Mr. Garcia, how about going on vacation with us to the southern continent? It's really too cold in the winter."

"Okay...Okay. I, do I need to prepare anything? Things to bring from home, my flowers..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Garcia. There's still a month and a half left."

Irene comforted the panicked Garcia.

The sun had already come out, and the sunlight was a little dazzling. It was almost time to meet Qin Ao.

Irene opened the door and saw colorful flowers outside, shining in the sunlight. It was a lively scene that shouldn't be seen here in autumn.

Zhuyi approached them with her arms folded and asked Irene if it was time to leave.

Irene nodded. She looked at Garcia, who was still excited and had not yet calmed down, and thanked him.

"I'm leaving now, Mr. Garcia. Thank you for breakfast."