“Teacher Mevis, I… I’d like to invite you to dinner!”
“Hmm, alright.”
“Really?! I heard you never have dinner with any of the male teachers, but you’re actually agreeing to go with me?”
“Of course. Bring my student along—we’ll have dinner together as three.”
“…N-never mind.”

The man sighed, and the rose he held seemed to droop along with his spirit as he walked away, dejected.

Noa, standing nearby, maintained her expressionless demeanor but couldn’t hide the faint irritation in her tone.
“Teacher Mevis, this is the thirteenth time this semester you’ve used me as …