The senior, after making the decision on an impulse, suddenly back to his normal self, confused at his own actions.
Why did he suddenly choose her, was he that desperate for a student? No. There was a lot of other people that interest him, but he never accepted them none the less.
But why? Why did he feel the need to teach her? There was no voices, just a vague yet strong mysterious feeling pushing him to do so.
Well, it's already too late to take back his request, might as well meet her once then leave.
• • •
She was slumped over the dining table, lazying like always. Her whole posture immensely relaxed as she take a small bite of a vanila
cookie. Everyone could see she is very relaxed, especially in the clothes she is wearing, baggy shirt and pants.
The light sweetness brought a smile to her face as she enjoys it peacefully. The peacefulness continues until a maid opened the door in a not so graceful way.
"My Lady! Your mentor has arrived!" She said loudly, as she just looked at the maid, to then ignore the maid's words to eat her cookie, while still staring at her, more like glaring. The maid understanding her glare as she sighed.
"My Lady... Are you really going to be greeting him in that attire?" The maid asked, though she knew way too clearly of her answer. She had been working there for years, which now that she thinks of it, went by super quickly.
She is still adorable and beautiful no matter what she wear, but wearing pants- something a male would ware to greet their soon to be mentor and teacher.. The maid is deeply worried of the mentor's reaction.
She raised her hand, wanting to be carried there. The maid scheduled to take care of her today immediately went by her side, as the others watched in envy.
As the little girl wrapped her arms around the maid's neck, and the maid propped the little girl's body on her arms, making sure it's steady and comfortable, as the little girl released her wrap and snuggled to the maid's chest.
During the process and till now her eyes glinted a spark and a smirk was on her face the whole time. As if bloating. She wasn't even trying to hide her happiness, just like how the little girl didn't even try to hide her comfort being carried.
The maid then made her way to the living room, where the guest is currently at. She wanted to walk very slowly, but kept in mind that there is an important guest waiting.
So she walked in a natural pace, not that fast as it may cause discomfort to the young lady.
When she arrived in the living room's entrance, she knocked on the door which seemed thrice as big as her. She wanted to put down Caramel, but she was asleep and she could not bare to wake her up.
Aster who was on the other side of the wall, immediately stood up, knowing best that it was his daughter. He then quickly opened the door and took Caramel from the maid in an instant.
"Caramel--!" He said as he rubbed his face to her soft hair. After he was satisfied, he moved her and placed her in his arms as he took back his orginal seat.
The girl is still sleeping even after all the actions of the ones surrounding her.
"So this is her? I heard she is polite and smart. I guess you can only trust what you see yourself," He scoffed as he was about to leave. He was angry because they wasted his precious time.
"Eh? She is polite and smart, Caramel, can you please tell me, In the Book Foundings of Yusuf, page 89, page 4, paragraph 12," Aster said as he listed a random book's page.
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