51-Emersons reputation (2/2)

Standing on the podium, Emerson introduced himself in a distracted voice.

I see.

Not very much, but he doesn't look like a decent adult.

He has a terrible sleeping habit on top of his head, and his warped shirt is cruelly sticking out of his pants.

However.

Good sorcerers often have a fatal flaw inside.

That's not to say that this is the case, but I'll put my assessment of Emerson on hold for a while.

Excuse me, can I ask you a question?

Yeah. Yes?

'I've heard that Mr. Emerson is so busy with his own research that he rarely teaches his students. Why the sudden change in your class assignment?

Oh, come on. This guy is a habitual teacher, but he doesn't teach?

It was unthinkable in my era, but I wonder if it's normal in this era.

I guess so. I'm only interested in myself. I'm a teacher because it's easier for me to get funding from the government, and there's no other reason for me to be a teacher.

So, what the hell happened?

Emerson says to the biting schoolgirl.

'Come on. If I had to guess, it's because I 'wanted to make sure'. Well then, it looks like we're running out of time, and I'm going to end our morning HR with this one.

After saying that, Emerson leaves the classroom.

Hmm. You have to be careful with that Emerson guy.

He seems to think he's hiding it well, but it's obvious that he's checking up on you at every turn.

Probably, it was also the work of this man Emerson, who kept his eyes on me in the entrance ceremony auditorium.