The Academy’s Health Teacher Wants to Take a Break

Episode 32. Sir, cheer up!

“…… Great.”

After lightly washing her face and dressing, Dale had time to look at herself in the full-length mirror placed in her room.

A neat school uniform that is equipped with a small body.

The trouser hem and sleeves are a little loose, but that’s also a problem if you fold it up a little to adjust the length.

“Um… ….”

Dale, dressed in his school uniform, looked at himself again.

Very small for a 14-year-old boy.

The light golden-colored hair was long below the shoulders because it hadn’t been trimmed, but it was still fine because it was combed hard.

At the very least, I won’t hear other people say that I’m making eye contact.

“This is manly, right?”

The moment the smile drawn on his lips turned even brighter.

At least in Dale’s eyes, my reflection in the mirror was more dignified than anyone else’s.

***

The school gate of the academy arrived after passing through the streets of the academic district where the accommodation is located, and the inside of the campus located beyond.

As the students lined up there and made their way to their respective classes, Dale also broke away from the procession and headed for his classroom.

A class with excellent students from the prefectural standard located in the deepest part of the first floor of the school campus.

– Dripping.

Dale stepped in and crouched down, quietly starting to look around in the classroom.

It was a lively atmosphere until now, but the moment he stepped into the class, all the fuss completely disappeared.

The moment everyone in the best class stayed silent and focused their attention on themselves.

“Everybody, good morning…?”

In the midst of such silence, he cautiously greeted Dale, but no one answered Dale’s words.

What is visible in the staring gaze is hostility, or emotions that can be called fear.

Sparsely, I heard the word ‘chi, insignificant commoner’, but it seemed that the anger of the friction that had occurred a while ago had not been properly resolved.

“Oh, well. Yes. When you come to school, you have to study. Lol.”

Feeling burdened by that gaze, Dale struggled to smile and moved his feet to the front row of the classroom.

It’s been a month since I entered the class.

The written test was over, but the children still in the class showed no sign of closing their distance with him.

Considering that the children who were already close to each other formed cliques or groups, it was a very lonely reality.

‘Of course, I’m not the only one like that.’

Suddenly, Dale turned to the other side of where he was sitting.

There is only a distance, but a girl with red pigtails sitting in the front seat as well.

It was Beans Jugret who followed in his footsteps and took second place in the midterm exam.

“Dale, Enburton… ….”

And she used to gnashing her teeth whenever her eyes met hers, she always put her name in her mouth.

The reason the children around him can’t approach him must be because of his unique brutality.

‘It’s still the same, my dear.’

And Dale also couldn’t easily approach Beans.

She understood that she was interested in him, but she wasn’t so blind that she couldn’t tell whether the gaze was benevolent or hostile.

‘But if I try, won’t we get along better someday?’

Just like always.

I just kept repeating those expectations inside myself and prepared for the next class.

“Everyone is quiet.”

As I was sitting quietly, the door opened and a hard voice resounded through the classroom.

The moment when the children’s voices, which had been whispering since his appearance, suddenly died down.

Soon, in the place where all the children’s attention was focused, a man with a hard impression wearing glasses could be seen walking.

“… You’re still distracted. The freshmen of this jockey.”

Bard Kronos.

A scholar active in Maris’ graduate school, and a person who has been recognized for his achievements and serves as a homeroom teacher in charge of the academy’s excellent students.

However, even if they were teachers in charge, they were treated as ‘professors’ rather than mere teachers, as they had the main job of being researchers.

Commonly known as Professor Cronus.

The person who was called that was the person responsible for the outstanding students of this rider.

“As I emphasize to my older sister, you guys are considered the most capable and superior students of this year’s jockey.”

Of course, competence and friendliness are separate issues.

Excellent students also recognized his ability, but he was in a state of evaluation that it was very difficult to deal with as a person.

“From the outside, it’s no exaggeration to say that you guys are the representatives of this jockey, and in fact you can be called the face of this academy. Even so, it’s not enough that you don’t polish yourself in the yard ahead of an important class, so you spend time with trivial chatter. Waste of time… Don’t you think there’s something wrong with that attitude even though it’s been a month since you entered the school?”

“Sorry, sorry… ….”

“Didn’t I tell you the other day? Make sure there is nothing to apologize for in the first place.”

“… ….”

“… Mistakes should also be made once or twice. If this happens repeatedly, even the expectations placed on you will slowly turn into disappointment. I am the body that needs to prevent such things from the position of leading you guys.”

A continuation of sermons that scares me into entering the classroom.

Most of the students were at a loss for what to do with the sermon and only looked at each other.

Only one person. Except for Dale, the chief of this rider.

‘Professor is still the same.’

Of course, in Dale’s case, he didn’t listen deeply to the sermon.

It’s just because when I look at him, I think of the words my ‘first teacher’ told me.

‘Dale, come to think of it, you got into an honors class, right? Then, when I return to that class, I have something to tell you about your homeroom teacher.’

‘If you are the homeroom teacher… …. Um, who was it?’

‘He’s the most foul-tempered person I’ve ever seen. Don’t be too hurt by what he says, though. After all, he’s the most pitiful person in this academy.’

‘Why are you so pitiful?’

‘Because he has no hair.’

– Shiny!

Yes, from the moment he entered the classroom, the light transmitted through the window was shining on his head.

Even that doesn’t just shine, it’s a state where the bones and veins of the head that move along with the mouth are moving the surface of the smooth skin.

“Aww!”

The light reflected on the head sometimes had a different angle of reflection, sending the light in an unintended direction.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry!”

Professor Kronos glares at a student who is moaning in the glare while giving a sermon.

It was a situation where I felt unfair, but I couldn’t refute anything when I saw Professor Cronos’s bloody eyes.

“…If I were at least half the senior, I wouldn’t have spoken this long.”

Professor Cronus raises his glasses and looks away from the students.

“Dale Enburton”

Soon he spoke the name of the boy he looked back at.

“By taking the top spot in this midterm exam, you have succeeded in proving your competence. At least you proved to everyone that your score in the entrance exam was no fluke.”

That preface sounds like a compliment, but every student in the classroom had a hunch.

That the current high evaluation is just a groundwork for future sermons.

“But even so, don’t be complacent. Since ancient times, people have to live knowing their circumstances and their fountains……. Nevertheless, if you want to pursue more, you have to put in more effort than the average person. Especially since you are from where you are from, the effort required to maintain that position will be even more required.”

It’s a fair argument, but that’s why I don’t feel any consideration for the other person at all.

You may feel that it is beyond naive and even rude, but what Dale felt when he faced it was far from heartache or intimidation.

‘Is baldness bad?’

‘It’s not that it’s not good, it’s that there is no answer. Baldness is a symptom caused by genetics or adaptation to the environment, so it can’t be cured even with the divine power that restores it to its original state.’

‘Medical?’

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‘I can’t, I can’t. It’s impossible even 500 years from now.’

There will be no hair growth even after a lifetime…….

He also says that there is no obstacle to living, but isn’t it pitiful that he doesn’t even give you the choice of whether or not to get rid of what originally existed?

“…What is it, those eyes.”

Kronos asked, belatedly aware of the pity that stemmed from such feelings.

Faced with Cronus, Dale shouted while clenching both of his fists.

“Teacher, let’s cheer up each other!”

“… ….”

“…… Lol.”

A bright smile returns to the silence.

It was an encouragement that I couldn’t understand, but I couldn’t bear to continue the same sermon as before when I faced that smile.

“I am a professor, not a teacher. Dale Enverton.”

Just requesting a correction for the title, returning to the classroom and preparing for the attendance sheet.