"Beichuan, Teacher Qianhe wants you to see her after class," she has something to talk to you about."
Beichuan Si glanced sideways.
Without knowing when, Shuishu Yui had already come within about five meters of Beichuan Si and spoke to him.
Just at this moment.
Beichuan Si subconsciously frowned.
At his frown, Shuishu Yui couldn't help but take two steps back.
As if any further movement from Beichuan Si might make her burst into tears.
Sensing her fearful emotions, Beichuan Si massaged his temples.
"Mr. Temple, since Teacher Qianhe has something to discuss, it's no problem for us to delay our side a bit," Shen Gu Mirai said understandingly.
"...Alright."
The matter about the Mouchi Witch's Certificate was not urgent, and there was still time in the afternoon.
So Beichuan Si wasn't insistent on resolving issues during the lunch break, and he simply strode toward the office.
Watching his retreating figure, the always anxious Shuishu Yui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
