Why it never ends

"OK, that's your decision. I only care about one thing." Yu Xuekun held the table with both hands, like a long bow ready to go. "Can you learn to respect other people's efforts and don't always wait until the last moment? Just a temporary change of heart?"

"Maybe..." Hesta said softly, "It depends on how we define 'respect'?"

Yu Xuekun sneered and stood up, "Then you don't have to stay here. Obviously you don't need the psychological support I provide -"

"That was not what I meant……"

Hesta was lifted up from the chair by Yu Xuekun. In order to cooperate, she curled her back slightly.

"Master Yu, I encountered something recently and I really, really need to talk to you. Oh, and the book you gave me last week -"

The two of them shuffled to the door. Yu Xuekun finally let go and pushed Hesta out of the door.

"If you need help with anything, just send me a message or email." Yu Xuekun clapped his hands and then held the doorknob firmly. "Your rating last week was just average. There is nothing special worth mentioning. This week We don’t have to talk anymore.”

"...Nothing worth mentioning?" Hesta was suddenly startled, "Not even at home?"

"What did you do at home this week?"

"I did a lot of extra work," Hesta replied, "Well, because three of their family members were admitted to the hospital this week, I took on a lot of—"

"housework?"

"Yes, help take care of patients, pack things, run errands here and there—"

"Haha, if you want to improve your rating, don't waste your time on these things, it's useless." Yu Xuekun glared at her, "Your home rating last week has not changed."

Hesta held the door tightly, "But... why?"

Yu Xuekun took a deep breath, "If you must have an answer, then I tell you, there is no special reason. It is just because the influence of your actions is very limited, so that the internal members of your family cannot sense it. Your dedication!”

"But that doesn't mean-"

Before Hesta could finish speaking, a loud slam of the door cut off her words.

"……Reasonable."

She stood there and heard Yu Xuekun's intolerable complaints from behind the door:

"I really have lived enough of peace and quiet before I fall into Chiba's trap again! Ah!"

……

Even though Yu Xuekun didn't give Hesta a good look this week, she still responded to most of Hesta's needs. At noon on Friday, Hesta received an email from Yu Xuekun. The title was a period and the text read: Something you need.

Hesta briefly browsed the file names in the attachment and realized that these were files related to Mrs. Kajia - the content that Yu Xuekun promised her to check two weeks ago.

This is not the first time Hesta has seen Miss Chiba’s connections. Hesta was really curious about how Miss Chiba maintained this huge network of relationships, so that wherever she went, she seemed to be able to find a few friends who could help, and each of them seemed particularly reliable.

"received, thank you!"

After a while, Yu Xuekun sent a reply:

"Smile.jpg" Hesta chewed the sandwich she bought from the vending machine, secretly wondering about the meaning of Yu Xuekun's expression. She looked up from time to time and looked from the escape passage to the principal's office with the closed door in the corridor: Molly still hadn't appeared, and the time had reached 1:26 pm.

At one twenty-eight, Hesta got up and went downstairs.

In the lecture theater, most of the students were already seated. Although it was approaching class time, people were still entering from the front and back doors one after another.

Zuo Wentao stood next to the podium, his eyes scanning the faces of these visitors from time to time, until that familiar figure appeared from the back of the classroom.

Hesta at the door also stopped.

——This Friday and next Friday should be Teacher Chen’s class, Zuo Wentao should not appear here.

"Everyone, please return to your seats quickly," Zuo Wentao looked away and walked half a circle around the podium in a relaxed manner, "Class will begin soon."

Hesta hesitated for a moment, and for a moment she vaguely smelled some danger. If she wanted to leave, now was undoubtedly the last chance. But when she began to think deeply about this problem, she had already sat down in her seat.

The bell rang.

"Okay, let's have class." Zuo Wentao let out a series of dry coughs to clear his throat, "Originally, this class belongs to Teacher Chen, but I have to go on a business trip next month, so I might as well have another class with Teacher Chen so that she can It’s more convenient to keep attending class until I come back from my business trip..."

Zuo Wentao raised his head, "Jane Hestad?"

When Zuo Wentao pretended to glance at her position casually, he suddenly felt a numbness in his scalp - Hesta's eyes never left the podium. The feeling of being stared closely at by those blue eyes was uncomfortable, not only because there was clear hostility and contempt written in them... but also, he clearly felt a real threat from them.

Zuo Wentao frowned. He forced himself and Hesta to look at each other for a while, trying to pressure her with silence. The atmosphere in the classroom became more and more solemn, and everyone's eyes were focused in Hesta's direction, but she was still sitting there, looking like everything was normal.

"Stand up when talking to the teacher." Zuo Wentao said softly.

Hesta stood up.

"That's right," Zuo Wentao grabbed the edge of the podium, "I heard from Teacher Chen some time ago that you prepared a small speech related to the previous dispute in our class... Is this happening?"

"Have."

"I also heard that your speech seems to have been temporarily postponed for some reasons, right?"

"Correct."

Zuo Wentao clasped his hands together and said, "Look, the dispute obviously started in our class, but you plan to take up Teacher Chen's time to analyze and review. This is not appropriate in any way... Why don't I allocate fifteen minutes now? Here you go, you come up and tell me, and I can learn with you, eh?"

Hesta did not answer immediately. Her position was half a meter higher than the podium. Under such a bird's-eye view, the pride on Zuo Wentao's face was clearly visible. This person almost had his purpose written on his face: Today, I I just want you to continue to suffer a little bit.

Hesta looked to her left and right, and this time she didn't see Fawn near her seat. But she still knew that if she rushed to the podium and beat Zuo Wentao up, Faen - or other mercury needles - would immediately show up and take her away from the scene... After all, this is the rule: who wants to If you continue to play this game, you will have to continue to behave normally in a livable place.

Normal behavior. Hesta thought about this word in her heart and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Wentao looked at her, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Hesta took a step to the right and left her seat, "Okay, Teacher Zuo."