Chapter 112 Chapter 112: Why Do Birds Fly?
Chapter 112: Why Do Birds Fly?
Scrape—
After an hour of tidying up, the kitchen was barely restored to a usable state.
"Hmph, Kevin, would you like to learn how to cook with me?"
She held two kitchen knives in her hands, her delicate nose slightly upturned, her chin slightly raised, revealing a fair and proud neck like a swan's, with silver light reflecting on her face.
"Cooking? I can give it a try."
He nodded slightly, even though he knew that following a recipe directly might be more reliable.
But life needs a sense of participation, right?
"Then you better watch closely."
Cooking is her domain! This time, she absolutely will not lose!
......
"Kevin, if it's just this level of flavor, you're still far from it~"
......
"You've improved! How is that possible? It's only your second dish."
......
"Hmm, why does this taste exactly like mine?"
This is only the third plate, after all?
Fiammetta picked up a mouthful of vegetables with her chopsticks. The moment they entered her mouth, she felt deep doubt about her own cooking skills.
Come to think of it, because Kevin's grilled meat left such a deep impression on her during their first meeting, she never let him take over as the family chef in the past ten years.
Today felt more like a spur-of-the-moment attempt.
......
"Please make another plate! I beg you, Kevin!"
Fiammetta sat before a spotlessly clean plate, hands clasped together, sincerely bowing her head.
"You really don't have to do this."
Kevin held a spatula, wearing a pink apron around his waist. When intentionally learning, he could quickly master any skill.
In fact, by the third time,
he was already fully capable of improving upon Fiammetta's instructions, and indeed, he did just that.
As for the consequences—
Kevin washed his hands at the sink, wiped them dry on his apron, and had just sat down at the dining table, reaching out to pick up the chopsticks on the table.
But his hand was first grasped by a pair of warm, soft hands.
"Burp~ Kevin, you must teach me."
Fiammetta held Kevin's hand, her eyes sparkling, her wolf tail wagging happily behind her.
"You weren't saying that thirty minutes ago."
"Huh? What are you talking about? The Pozëmka from thirty minutes ago and the Pozëmka now are not the same person."
She blinked her big eyes and chose to brazenly lie under Kevin's somewhat frozen gaze.
"Besides helping you wash dishes and pots, how about I also give you a shoulder massage?"
Fiammetta smiled playfully:
"Just consider it satisfying a girl's little privilege~ okay?"
"Kevin? Kevin, why aren't you saying anything?"
She suddenly noticed Kevin staring blankly at her and couldn't help but wave her hand in front of his eyes.
"If you find it troublesome, this little thing doesn't really matter~"
"No, if you wish, you can."
He snapped back to reality, a hint of complexity hidden in his eyes.
Although they are very similar, they are absolutely not replacements for any of those individuals.
"Yay!"
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Evening. The two each rocked gently on bamboo chairs.
"Kevin, do you have any hobbies?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I'm wondering if you get bored staying at home like this."
"No..."
"Hmm—?"
"Alright, a little."
Kevin has spent most of his time like this; he doesn't really mind this slight loneliness.
But since she wants to do something for him, it's better not to dampen her enthusiasm.
"Then do you want to come teach with me? The children are so interesting!"
"Teach? Me?"
She admits that when Kevin's helpless gaze fell on her, her idea did waver a bit.
"Yes! Your level is actually much higher than mine. If you were to be a teacher, you definitely could do it."
"Although I don't want to discourage your idea, Pozëmka, from what I understand, the duty of a teacher doesn't seem to require only knowledge."
Kevin rarely called her by name. What would he teach?
Teaching how to kill people? Or teaching how to save the world?
Having such a cold teacher would surely be a terrible experience, right?
"Uh... we could give it a try?"
Pozëmka concentrated in thought, hoping to come up with a feasible method.
Kevin didn't stop this seemingly futile behavior. In fact, he could feel that it was precisely the nonsensical little things Pozëmka proposed
that gradually shaped him into who he is today. He doesn't dislike it. At least the required certificates and exams for taking up a post aren't things that can be resolved in a short time...
Right?
This assumption only lasted until the morning of the very next day.
"Wake up! Don't live the life of a young master!"
Pozëmka cupped her hands like a megaphone and woke Kevin from his "sleep," even though he had already woken up before she approached.
But he still indulged the girl's willfulness.
At least from her smiling face that looked like she had successfully pulled off a prank, everything was worth it.
"Kevin, guess what I managed to get for you?"
"?"
"A trial teaching qualification at Gouwu Elementary School!"
"?!"
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Even until he stood before the podium, Kevin was still in a state of mental daze.
But facing the rows of neatly seated students below with curiosity in their eyes, and Fiammetta at the very back of the classroom giving him a "fighting" gesture,
he still sighed helplessly. However, sensing the innocent anticipation of the children, he didn't plan to casually breeze through this class.
He stood on that podium and pondered carefully for nearly half a minute.
The children didn't make noise to disturb him. This "new teacher" brought by Teacher Fiammetta was strange, but they could all vaguely sense that Kevin on the podium was different from their usual boring teachers.
At the very least, he had a strong presence.
Kevin pinched out a piece of chalk between two fingers and wrote several large characters with sharp strokes on the blackboard.
At this moment, he still chose this question that had troubled [Kevin] for fifty thousand years.
"Why do birds fly? Can anyone answer this question?"
He raised his eyes, trying to make his gaze as gentle as possible.
A relatively tall child among his peers raised his hand.
"You there."
"Because birds can fly naturally!"
He answered without hesitation.
"Hahahahaha..."
Of course, such an answer caused a wave of laughter in the classroom.
"Your answer isn't wrong. Please sit down."
Kevin softly helped him out of the awkward situation and patted his shoulder under his grateful gaze.
"Are there any other answers?"
As if sensing that this teacher wasn't as difficult to get along with as he appeared on the surface, more children raised their hands.
"You."
"Because of courage!"
As if guided by some unseen force,
he pointed to a child whose eyes seemed to contain light.
"Courage? Explain."
"If that little bird wants to fly, or even fly higher, its heart must be very brave!"
Kevin fell silent. After a long while, he said:
"Perhaps it might also feel afraid?"
"But at least it tried to fly! And it flew high into the sky! Isn't that right, teacher?"
"....... What's your name?"
"My name is Ying Yi! Ying as in hero! Yi as in number one!"
Bounty Announcement and Taking Leave Today
Today is June 27th. I've already finished my last exam today, so tonight I need to pack and return to my hometown.
So I'm taking leave today and also adjusting my sleep schedule. As you can see, my update times have become increasingly ungodly.
Aha~ I still owe twelve chapters. Finally starting to repay them after the holiday.
Also posting a bounty announcement. Let's set an upper limit of fifteen chapters for now. More than that I might not be able to repay anyway.
I'm just small fry~
Of course, I don't think these fifteen chapters will necessarily be fully claimed either. The ownership of the "small fry" title is in your hands.
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The answer is Kevin.
KASLANAS CANT COOK FOR SHIT THIS NOT NOT REAL
fuck he got flashbacks to ely