<span>She really should go to bed immediately, but her mind was indeed filled with one thing and another.


    <span>While she was immersed in her thoughts, Michel was looking at the rest of the potion and licking his fingers up curiously.


    <span>It was somehow a nostalgic andforting time for Rishe.


    <i><span>I never thought I’d be able to call him ‘Teacher’ again.</i>


    <span>She remembered an incident in one of the rooms called theboratory.


    <span>At that time, Michel was holding the ingredients for a certain secret medicine.


    <span>It wasn’t an unusual sight, but every time she witnessed all the things rted to that secret medicine, Rishe’s heart thrummed.


    <span>Perhaps her anxiety often showed on her face.


    <span>[“You really don’t like this secret medicine, don’t you, Rishe?”]


    <span>Michel once said that andughed softly.


    <span>[“You’re a smart kid. Besides, you have a lot of knowledge, which makes me curious where you obtained them. If you have one w as a student, it might be that you only want to use your knowledge and skills to make people happy.”]


    <span>The schr, who has been dubbed a genius, never ceased to smile, which made him seemingly harsh.


    <span>“I think it’s wrong for you to determine someone else’s happiness.”


    <span>“… Teacher.”


    <span>He stroked his fingertips over a piece of paper with the form of the secret medicine.


    <span>“Let me use an analogy that’s easy for you to understand. Isn’t the raison d’être of something that has been born a poisonous drug, ording to its role, to make people unhappy?”


    <span>There was no real need for Michel to keep a piece of paper describing pharmaceutical procedures.


    <span>Even when the master he served had ordered him to do so, he still burned the records.


    <span>The only thing that Michel had voluntarily written down was how to concoct that secret medicine.


    <span>[“I want to make sure that the medicine of my own making would do its job properly… Maybe this is what you call parental love.”]


    <span>Michelughed jokingly and said to Rishe back then.


    <span>[“I respect the teacher, but I just can’t understand something.”]


    <span>[“What is it you don’t understand?”]


    <span>[“What you said about the raison d’être of the existence of a poisonous drug…”]


    <span>In truth, it might have been a mistake to disagree.


    <span>But she just couldn’t swallow her voice and continued.


    <span>[“Can a poisonous drug really make someone happy?”]


    <span>[“…”]


    <span>When asked, Michel looked surprised.


    <span>However, Rishe was serious.


    <span>[“It’s not like you to assume that you were born to make someone else unhappy. Because then it would be as if–”]


    <span>[“… Don’t worry so much about it. This secret medicine is still not finished.”]


    <span>Michel chuckled and interrupted Rishe.


    <span>[“It’s ready as a medicine. But I can’t get the people I need to experiment with it. — I can’t find anyone who will use this medicine in the way I want it to be used.”]


    <span>[“What kind of person do you need…?”]


    <span>[“Hmm? That’s right.”]


    <span>Michel put his index finger to his mouth and smiled extraordinarily beautifully.


    <span>[“I’ll keep it a secret until I find him.”]


    <span>So that was how that story ended.


    <span>With that kind of vibe in his voice, Michel lowered his eyes.


    <i><span>Teacher and I just couldn’te to an agreement about that secret medicine. In the end, we had to say goodbye and we never saw each other again.</i>


    <span>Now that Michel appeared in front of her on her seventh life, Rishe pondered.


    <i><span>I wonder if Teacher found the kind of person he was looking for.</i>


    <span>She was on this thought when she heard a knock at the door.


    <span>Outside the room, a knight on guard was standing outside over the hallway.


    <span>Since there were signs of more people there, the knight who was arranged for Michel must have arrived.


    <span>“Excuse me, Rishe-sama. There’s a call for you.”


    <span>As she expected, the knight came to inform her. Rishe thanked him and addressed Michel.


    <span>“Teacher, sorry for the wait.”


    <span>“No, Rishe-sama. It wasn’t the pick-up for Doctor Evan who arrived…”


    <span>“?”


    <span>Curiously, Rishe looked up and saw a person she hadn’t expected to see standing in front of the open door.


    <span>“Rishe, let’s go home.”


    <span>“—– Errr….”


    <span>For some reason, Arnold was there when he was supposed to be workingte every night.


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    TN: That ending (/?ヮ?)/


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