Perhaps it was amazing that a little girl and a modestly dressed boy appeared at the same time and shouted, “Don’t talk nonsense!”
“What is it?”
The boy, who was the one to gossip, opened his distant mouth.
Irene tried to tell him right away, ‘Who the hell are you talking nonsense about!’
But the boy with the dark hair applied before.
“There was a discussion about Jennings’ theorem.”
Irene’s eyes were glued to the sudden remark.
“Maybe it was something that naturally slipped from his mouth during class.”
Irene finally realized what he was talking about. He was trying to tell the truth about how Benjamin kicked out the professor pretending that he was excellent.
“Your cousin may have simply added an explanation with the idea of ‘killing the spirit of a young genius’.”
Unfortunately, there was an error in the explanation. Benjamin purely corrected the error.
Feeling angry at being pointed out by a mere 12-year-old, he quit his job as a tutor.
“He said, ‘After I was kicked out from his post, I’ve been absent without leave, and I’ve been in trouble standing on the Webber’s.’”
“He, so what!”
“No, just.”
The boy added an occasional smile.
“However, it is only impressive that the gentle Webber has kept quiet for the sake of the reputation of the tutor.”
Although the teacher was spreading harsh words about Webber’s successor.
“Oh, anyway, you didn’t hear the fact that your teacher showed off, did you?”
“It’s not that Benjamin Webber was bragging.”
In advance, the boy tilted his head and laughed. It was also seen as a bit of a sneer.
“He’s just bragging how excellent he is.”
Irene clapped her hands unconsciously as her unbearable emotions boiled up.
How can anyone not say the right thing?
I felt like picking up a glow stick from anywhere and shaking it enthusiastically if possible.
Irene’s fierce clap flew up to the library’s height, ringing the entire spacious interior.
To the extent that everyone who filled the library would look at this place.
A librarian could be seen from afar, and the boys ran away in a hurry.
He didn’t forget to complete the cliche of the perfect villain, leaving the words “Let’s wait and see” in a small voice.
Before I knew it, there were only two people left on the bookshelf.
“Thank you for defending my brother.”
He laughed when Irene clearly said, ‘brother.’
“Why are you laughing?”
“No, it’s just…”
I could only imagine what the smart Benjamin, who gave an excuse last time by calling her fairy, would call her this time.
“Nice to meet you, Irene Webber.”
As he reached out, she was bound to shake his hand back.
***
Benjamin’s friend, the dark-haired boy, followed Irene’s and sat next to her.
Of course, Irene was educated not to talk or relate to strangers, but she was sure this time would be fine.
No, I wanted to talk about this and that.
Irene’s favorite thing in the world was her brother, and she just happened to meet someone who supports her as much as she does.
Being a fan is fun when you’re with someone. Irene was very pleased with the comrade she met.
「It’s not that Benjamin Webber was bragging.」
Whoo, how can such a beautiful sentence exist? I can’t feel any more.
I can also feel the deep affection for Benjamin Weber that permeated the sentence.
‘I don’t usually do things like that because I’m too lazy to get involved.’
But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t remember that he was a friend who loved and cherished my brother.
‘But, I’m sure my brother likes this guy. He even invited him home.’
There was nothing bad about being close.
“Well, you know.”
He spoke to me carefully.
“I don’t care about the people I just saw a while ago.”
Seeing how worried Irene was, he seemed to be worried that she may have been hurt by the boys’ stories.
“Because they don’t know that the venom I spit out of my mouth will eventually fall under my feet. Ah… I mean.”
He thought his words might be a little difficult for an 8-year-old, so he started looking for other words to explain what he meant.
“I understood what you meant.”
Irene answered quickly so that he wouldn’t go too far looking for another expression.
“Does it mean that gossip is, after all, just gnawing at yourself?”
“Amazing. Better than me.”
“It was because there was a similar passage in the book that my brother read.”
She smiled gently to let him know that it was okay.
“So I don’t care. I really don’t.”
Elvin muttered, ‘Brave,’ and stared at Irene for a moment.
I was wondering if I could meet the Earl of Webber or Benjamin.
But there was no one.
Irene, who noticed his eyes, explained.
“It’s my first time going out alone.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
Irene answered with sparkling eyes.
“That’s something to celebrate. I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, by now, Benjamin would….”
Elvin briefly imagined how Benjamin would react to Irene’s first outing.
He laughed inwardly.
“What about brother?”
“Well, no. I’m afraid he’s waiting eagerly for Irene to come back.”
“My brother is busy. he’s probably reading a history book right now.”
Of course, Elvin could wear all the hats he had because he didn’t read a single line of history books.
Maybe by now, he’d probably be lost in worry and anxiety. Won’t he be circling the front door and waiting for the carriage to return?
When Benjamin entered the front door, he would run to my room, opened a history book, and pretended to be indifferent.
In any case, Elvin did not bother to bring up such a story and looked at the book that Irene was reading.
‘Do the Webbers’ have genius blood running through them?’
What she looked into was a magazine about the economy and society, and many adults were forced to read it.
But you’re free to read this on your ‘first outing’? She’s only 8 years old.
“Oh, this one.”
Noticing Elvin’s gaze, Irine drew a book near him and explained.
“I was looking at a variety of things.”
“Researching?”
Irene nodded.
“Come to think of it…”
Elvin recalled the day Benjamin was muttering to himself as he looked out the window.
「Why does Irene like newspapers so much?」
When Elvin replied, ‘Is there any problem with liking newspapers?’ Benjamin shook his head with a look of disgust.
「There are so many useless articles in the newspapers these days, and Irene seems to like them. To the point of collecting them.」
There was a wave of strange anger behind his voice, so Elvin didn’t ask what the ‘useless article’ was.
“What are you researching?”
So I decided to ask Irene herself this time.
Tell me what interests this little genius so dearly.
Irene, who heard the question, thought about it for a while. How far can I tell him?
“I’ve been watching what’s going on in the world.”
It was a rather blunt answer, but not a lie at all.
“Work?”
“Yes, about jobs.”
Elvin thought that what Irene was looking for, contrary to Benjamin’s worries, wasn’t that much of a ‘useless article’.
If Irene was Elvin’s sister, he would have praised her.
“That’s great.”
So he immediately praised Irene.
“It’s not great. I’m just looking through.”
“But Benjamin says you read carefully enough to keep them.”
“I like to organize things that interest me.”
“Not everyone can do it, that is.”
Praises seem to make Irene dance.
He nodded his head with a friendly look as if he was enjoying her story, so Irene unwittingly brought up another story.
As if she were possessed by something
Yeah, as if possessed.
“I’m actually subscribing to several newspapers. Interestingly, each newspaper has a different way of talking about the same incident.”
So, the story of the Crown Prince and his position.
“It helps to look from various perspectives.”
Irene turned and sat close to Elvin.
“Right?”
“Yes. That way you’ll be prepared for anything.”
“That’s it!”
Prepare! What a reassuring remark.
Irene planned to prepare in various ways to prevent employment between the Crown Prince and her brother.
“…But I think it’s hard to get the information I actually want.”
Irene muttered in a rather feeble voice.
She came all the way to such a large library and earned little new information about the Crown Prince.
If I had a portrait of himself as a child, I would have had a moderate analogy.
Perhaps it was amazing that a little girl and a modestly dressed boy appeared at the same time and shouted, “Don’t talk nonsense!”
“What is it?”
The boy, who was the one to gossip, opened his distant mouth.
Irene tried to tell him right away, ‘Who the hell are you talking nonsense about!’
But the boy with the dark hair applied before.
“There was a discussion about Jennings’ theorem.”
Irene’s eyes were glued to the sudden remark.
“Maybe it was something that naturally slipped from his mouth during class.”
Irene finally realized what he was talking about. He was trying to tell the truth about how Benjamin kicked out the professor pretending that he was excellent.
“Your cousin may have simply added an explanation with the idea of ‘killing the spirit of a young genius’.”
Unfortunately, there was an error in the explanation. Benjamin purely corrected the error.
Feeling angry at being pointed out by a mere 12-year-old, he quit his job as a tutor.
“He said, ‘After I was kicked out from his post, I’ve been absent without leave, and I’ve been in trouble standing on the Webber’s.’”
“He, so what!”
“No, just.”
The boy added an occasional smile.
“However, it is only impressive that the gentle Webber has kept quiet for the sake of the reputation of the tutor.”
Although the teacher was spreading harsh words about Webber’s successor.
“Oh, anyway, you didn’t hear the fact that your teacher showed off, did you?”
“It’s not that Benjamin Webber was bragging.”
In advance, the boy tilted his head and laughed. It was also seen as a bit of a sneer.
“He’s just bragging how excellent he is.”
Irene clapped her hands unconsciously as her unbearable emotions boiled up.
How can anyone not say the right thing?
I felt like picking up a glow stick from anywhere and shaking it enthusiastically if possible.
Irene’s fierce clap flew up to the library’s height, ringing the entire spacious interior.
To the extent that everyone who filled the library would look at this place.
A librarian could be seen from afar, and the boys ran away in a hurry.
He didn’t forget to complete the cliche of the perfect villain, leaving the words “Let’s wait and see” in a small voice.
Before I knew it, there were only two people left on the bookshelf.
“Thank you for defending my brother.”
He laughed when Irene clearly said, ‘brother.’
“Why are you laughing?”
“No, it’s just…”
I could only imagine what the smart Benjamin, who gave an excuse last time by calling her fairy, would call her this time.
“Nice to meet you, Irene Webber.”
As he reached out, she was bound to shake his hand back.
***
Benjamin’s friend, the dark-haired boy, followed Irene’s and sat next to her.
Of course, Irene was educated not to talk or relate to strangers, but she was sure this time would be fine.
No, I wanted to talk about this and that.
Irene’s favorite thing in the world was her brother, and she just happened to meet someone who supports her as much as she does.
Being a fan is fun when you’re with someone. Irene was very pleased with the comrade she met.
「It’s not that Benjamin Webber was bragging.」
Whoo, how can such a beautiful sentence exist? I can’t feel any more.
I can also feel the deep affection for Benjamin Weber that permeated the sentence.
‘I don’t usually do things like that because I’m too lazy to get involved.’
But no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t remember that he was a friend who loved and cherished my brother.
‘But, I’m sure my brother likes this guy. He even invited him home.’
There was nothing bad about being close.
“Well, you know.”
He spoke to me carefully.
“I don’t care about the people I just saw a while ago.”
Seeing how worried Irene was, he seemed to be worried that she may have been hurt by the boys’ stories.
“Because they don’t know that the venom I spit out of my mouth will eventually fall under my feet. Ah… I mean.”
He thought his words might be a little difficult for an 8-year-old, so he started looking for other words to explain what he meant.
“I understood what you meant.”
Irene answered quickly so that he wouldn’t go too far looking for another expression.
“Does it mean that gossip is, after all, just gnawing at yourself?”
“Amazing. Better than me.”
“It was because there was a similar passage in the book that my brother read.”
She smiled gently to let him know that it was okay.
“So I don’t care. I really don’t.”
Elvin muttered, ‘Brave,’ and stared at Irene for a moment.
I was wondering if I could meet the Earl of Webber or Benjamin.
But there was no one.
Irene, who noticed his eyes, explained.
“It’s my first time going out alone.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
Irene answered with sparkling eyes.
“That’s something to celebrate. I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, by now, Benjamin would….”
Elvin briefly imagined how Benjamin would react to Irene’s first outing.
He laughed inwardly.
“What about brother?”
“Well, no. I’m afraid he’s waiting eagerly for Irene to come back.”
“My brother is busy. he’s probably reading a history book right now.”
Of course, Elvin could wear all the hats he had because he didn’t read a single line of history books.
Maybe by now, he’d probably be lost in worry and anxiety. Won’t he be circling the front door and waiting for the carriage to return?
When Benjamin entered the front door, he would run to my room, opened a history book, and pretended to be indifferent.
In any case, Elvin did not bother to bring up such a story and looked at the book that Irene was reading.
‘Do the Webbers’ have genius blood running through them?’
What she looked into was a magazine about the economy and society, and many adults were forced to read it.
But you’re free to read this on your ‘first outing’? She’s only 8 years old.
“Oh, this one.”
Noticing Elvin’s gaze, Irine drew a book near him and explained.
“I was looking at a variety of things.”
“Researching?”
Irene nodded.
“Come to think of it…”
Elvin recalled the day Benjamin was muttering to himself as he looked out the window.
「Why does Irene like newspapers so much?」
When Elvin replied, ‘Is there any problem with liking newspapers?’ Benjamin shook his head with a look of disgust.
「There are so many useless articles in the newspapers these days, and Irene seems to like them. To the point of collecting them.」
There was a wave of strange anger behind his voice, so Elvin didn’t ask what the ‘useless article’ was.
“What are you researching?”
So I decided to ask Irene herself this time.
Tell me what interests this little genius so dearly.
Irene, who heard the question, thought about it for a while. How far can I tell him?
“I’ve been watching what’s going on in the world.”
It was a rather blunt answer, but not a lie at all.
“Work?”
“Yes, about jobs.”
Elvin thought that what Irene was looking for, contrary to Benjamin’s worries, wasn’t that much of a ‘useless article’.
If Irene was Elvin’s sister, he would have praised her.
“That’s great.”
So he immediately praised Irene.
“It’s not great. I’m just looking through.”
“But Benjamin says you read carefully enough to keep them.”
“I like to organize things that interest me.”
“Not everyone can do it, that is.”
Praises seem to make Irene dance.
He nodded his head with a friendly look as if he was enjoying her story, so Irene unwittingly brought up another story.
As if she were possessed by something
Yeah, as if possessed.
“I’m actually subscribing to several newspapers. Interestingly, each newspaper has a different way of talking about the same incident.”
So, the story of the Crown Prince and his position.
“It helps to look from various perspectives.”
Irene turned and sat close to Elvin.
“Right?”
“Yes. That way you’ll be prepared for anything.”
“That’s it!”
Prepare! What a reassuring remark.
Irene planned to prepare in various ways to prevent employment between the Crown Prince and her brother.
“…But I think it’s hard to get the information I actually want.”
Irene muttered in a rather feeble voice.
She came all the way to such a large library and earned little new information about the Crown Prince.
If I had a portrait of himself as a child, I would have had a moderate analogy.
