The Reason I Keep Avoiding My Childhood Friend

Aside from not coming, it was really disappointing that he did not send a letter. Of course, I didn’t send him a letter either. There was nothing more futile than sending a letter that I would never receive a reply to.

I also had a hard time living a busy life. I have never lived a fulfilling college life in my previous life, so maybe the life of a faithful college student would be like this.

I received a topic and wrote a paper. When one topic was done, a new one came. It was an infinite repetition. This would all be of great help, but sometimes the desire to give up everything and live an unemployed life came to the limit.

Still, if I studied in the Sage’s Study for several years, I would be able to find a decent tutor job even if I couldn’t become a civil servant. So I’m working hard.

There was no time to think about anything else. I need to finish this.

Maybe it’s because I was in a good mood thanks to the meal with Mr. Hafterry? I tried again and got closer to the answer. Liking the feeling of unraveling the problem, I came up with an answer! I was studying for this feeling!

My daily life went like a hamster on a wheel. Wake up early, have breakfast, study at home that I couldn’t finish the day before, pack my lunch and head to the Sage’s Study. I went to the sage in charge of me, report what I studied the day before, and received another assignment.

Ate in the common room, went to the library to look for materials, and return to the mansion before dinner. Had dinner and continued with homework again. I don’t know because I didn’t go to college intensely. If I were to compare it, it was like the life of a senior in high school in my previous life.

The sage in charge changed depending on the subject I was learning. The sages also had majors and taught me their areas of confidence. They gave me a lot of assignments without hesitation. My brain was really being abused non-stop. Even if I wanted to ask why they bothered me so much, I couldn’t open my mouth because everyone didn’t take a break from research as much as I did or even more than me.

They really immersed themselves in their research as if it were their calling. Uncle Popo, who was always floundering about, was very tenacious when it came to research.

Studying in the Sage’s Study was my choice, but it was hard enough to bring me to tears at times. Even so, the reason I don’t give up is that I liked the thrill whenever I heard compliments on the assignments I put out.

The words ‘you did well’ couldn’t have been so sweet. Of course, it was also a fact that it would help my dream.

Today, from the moment I opened my eyes, I felt excited. I was happy to have dinner with Mr. Hafterry last night, and I felt refreshed because I did all the assignments that Uncle Popo had given me.

I am always happy when things go smoothly. Somehow it feels like it will be a lucky day.

“Good morning!”

I excitedly greeted the coachman who was in charge of my commute.

“You seem to be in a good mood today, Miss.”

“Yes. I feel good today.”

“You’re in such a good mood, so it looks like you’re going to have a lucky day. Get on.”

A smile permeated the coachman’s way of speaking, just like how it was obvious in my voice. I went through the door that the coachman had opened.

“We’re leaving right away.”

Saying that, the coachman closed the door.

It was actually not that far away, so I don’t really have to take a carriage, but perhaps it was because I had been riding it since childhood, that I kept taking the carriage.

I was no longer a child who would get lost just by going out alone, but Mr. Hafterry didn’t like me walking around. So the day I came here, he hired a coachman for me. As expected, my teacher was really the best.

I opened the carriage window slightly and looked out. Perhaps it was because I was in a good mood, even the wind felt refreshing. As it was nearby and located in an urban area, the carriage’s speed was slow. Still, the wind that touches my cheek felt refreshing.

It was then. Suddenly the carriage rocked violently, and my body reflexively rolled forward. That was not the end, the carriage rattled terribly.

“Uwack.”

I rolled back and forth like an acorn rolling down a hillside, then reflexively grabbed the wall and held on. Drowsiness quickly turned into an unknown fear. I had no time to feel the pain of being hit. I was just out of my mind.