Hustle and laughing sounds.
A voice came, "Harry, slow down, you will get—"
Caeson, who was covering his ears with a pillow in half sleep, frowned.
Kids are making too much noise… yeah, but the other voice, Sister Tama… it is like a melody.
With these thoughts, he convinced himself to wake up from the bed.
Boom~
A heavy object fell. A sharp pain emerged in the center of his belly.
What is it…? It was a rice bag that had fallen on me.
"I told you not to run and jump inside the room, Shawn!"
It was a girl's voice, but different from Sister Tama.
Caeson opened his eyes. There was a little boy with green hair from the last night, sitting on his stomach.
A lady came, who was wearing the same formal religious white and black dress as Tama.
Blue eyes… the same as Bishop Elane.
"Sorry… sorry on behalf of the boy."
Caeson, with pain, said, "Ahh… it's okay."
The lady with blue eyes said, "Your name must be Caeson. I am Alisa. I am also a sister in the Newlife Church."
Caeson thought, still feeling the impact of that kid's tackle.
I have to empty my tanker.
He soon woke up properly from the bed and asked where the washroom was to Sister Alisa.
"On the left side. The washroom is attached to the living room."
From the corridor there was the same small playground that he had seen in the night.
There were five children with almost the same age group as Reu, who was teaching them the rules of soccer.
Caeson moved to the living room where Sister Tama was with three kids who were running, and she was following them while telling them to eat their breakfast.
One kid was running toward him. Caeson used his toe as a hurdle to disbalance him and caught him before he could fall to the ground.
Sister Tama, who was back there, came and asked, "Onas, are you injured?"
She thanked Caeson for helping the kid.
The kid was unable to understand and was confused about how he fell, but he let the matter go.
Caeson felt happy and entered the washroom attached to the living room, though it was slightly far from it.
He opened the door and sat with a thought.
Pinion, which was adjusted like a belt on his waist, he tried to untie.
Caeson unfolded Pinion and placed him aside.
Hawker, from the mind palace, who could see all of the things.
From the dark and vast mind palace he said, "Hey, what were you doing before? At that time you literally just dropped the kid on the floor."
"Just to impress a sister of the holy church."
"Sister."
Caeson with fascination said, "Well, I am an artist, and how did you become so religious?"
"And who would bind himself in the hurdle of religion with the deal being Sister Tama? Her purple eyes and big eyelashes… even if it was cheese to trap the prey, I would jump into the danger. Simping for her is now my new hobby."
Hawker thought,
Almighty God, please forgive us and don't punish us for that dumbass act.
After a moment of silence he said, "Caeson, do you mean atheist? And don't you think you should have learned your lesson from the past?"
These words felt bitter in his ears.
Diverting the talk, Caeson said, "Hawker, did you get in contact with Mrs. Rhino?"
Hawker said, "Yes. It's all fine."
Caeson flushed the toilet and tied Pinion again as a belt.
And moved on. Today was the day he had to start teaching the kids.
In the room where the benches were arranged, Bishop Elane was preaching near the statue of Jesus Christ.
"God will rescue you from this calamity. Everything that happens in this world has meaning…"
Sister Alisa and Sister Tama were standing beside him, closing their eyes and praying.
There were not many people, around nine or ten.
All of them were strong believers of God, and that was why they were still coming to the church.
In the parallel room beside it, with a door.
A whiteboard was attached to the wall.
On the benches the kids were sitting, with Reu telling them to keep discipline.
Caeson stood close to the board, searching in his mind for some topic to teach.
Hawker inside the mind palace said, "C'mon, can't you teach math to little kids? Teach them."
Caeson's thoughts traveled into the mind palace.
"It will be difficult."
Hawker said, "Basic calculation is easy."
Caeson sighed. "It is difficult for me. I mean, my common sense is very broken and I need someone to keep correcting me. I think I can tell stories of manga and novels."
Hawker sighed and nodded.
Caeson introduced himself to the kids.
"My name is Caeson Moon."
"And I am your new teacher of all subjects."
Reu was standing beside him, touching both of his palms together and began speaking,
"So kids, this is your new teacher. Say hello to him and start your introduction. Basically your name, age, and hobby."
The children were horribly undisciplined.
Reu tried to calm them down and bring discipline.
After a great effort, they finally tried to speak up.
Caeson said, "Okay, start from the first bench."
The kid sitting on the first bench was the same green-haired one who had smashed onto Caeson's stomach in the morning.
Caeson glared and swallowed his throat.
The kid was very silent and without any emotion said,
"I am Harry. I am five years old. My hobby is eating."
What kind of hobby is that…?
Ohh… maybe a food critic would be a good profession.
Next kid was the boy with red eyes and red hair from last night, named Gotham.
Six years old, and playing football was his hobby.
Other kids also introduced themselves.
Then the girl Uru, with black hair and two ponytails and a round face from last night.
Six years old, and being with Reu was her hobby.
Reu seemed proud.
Caeson thought,
Is he her dad?
Then the last kid.
Instewl Hollander.
He had blonde hair like a royal, perfectly combed, with a scar on his chin.
Seven years old, and he loved fishing.
Seems like he is a royal who lost his family.
But wait… fishing? If this was possible so why are they still relying on fig fruit and don't consume sea food for their needs?
All the kids and Reu seemed relaxed, as if they knew there is some kind of hurdle in fishing.
Caeson felt both joy and sorrow after yesterday and now.
This leads to something. Summon someone.
With a boom, Hawker was summoned in front of the class, standing on the table where everyone could see him.
Caeson and Hawker both glared at each other.
Exposed*.