How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World

f the three women.
I was suspicious because no one had been near them until last week.
Even more so when you consider the number of empty seats in the front.

I sat without hesitation in an empty seat, but I returned my gaze because my question had not been answered.
And as soon as I turned my head, my eyes met with Marie, one of the three people who were cheerfully chatting.

“Ah! That’s Isaac.”

As soon as Marie shouted, Cecily and Rina followed and looked at me.
I made eye contact with them and greeted them by waving my hand.

“But why doesn’t he sit next to us… What? When was it full?”

“Huh? That’s right.”

Listening to them, it appeared that they had finally realised what was going on around them.
I looked at those three perplexed people, and my gaze was drawn to the boy sitting to their right.

Was his name Jackson? He was, after all, the one who had been smitten with Cecily and Rina from the first day.
He raised one corner of his mouth as soon as he made eye contact with me.

I could sense the mean smile indeed.
That’s what that guy did.

It seems that he was jealous because the women who had insulted him were paying attention to me.
I’m not sure if he recruited the students or if they knew each other from the start, but it was very pathetic.

‘Are factions forming already?’

He said that he was the son of a wealthy Count, so there is a high possibility that he bought it with money.

‘You’re not a kid, what are you doing… No.
If you’re 17, you’re a kid.’

I turned my head forward because I didn’t want to get caught up in troublesome things.
I want to enjoy a smooth academic life as much as possible.

“Oh, my.”

“Huh?”

“Hello?”

As soon as I turned my head forward, someone sat down next to me and greeted me warmly.

Marie, the white-haired beauty, was looking at me with a smile.

I blinked a couple of times as she sat down next to me.
She was sitting there.
I wonder why she came here to sit next to me.

While I was thinking about it, Marie said with a sad expression on her face.

“Won’t you accept my greetings?”

“…Hi.”

Only then did Marie nod her head in satisfaction.
I looked at her and then behind her.

Cecily narrowed her beautiful brow as if she was uncomfortable somewhere, and Rina next to her had a subtle expression.

One last look at Jackson’s side, he was full of annoyance.
I felt refreshed because he unintentionally ate shit.

“What did you do over the weekend?”

“You?”

“I went around here and there with my brother.
There were many interesting things.
What did you do?”

“I read books in the library.
There were many interesting books.
And I went with my sister to the arena to look around.”

“Do you have a sister?”

“Not only an older sister, but I also have an older brother.”

“So, you are the youngest too? Now I see.”

I was able to talk with Marie about a variety of topics before class.
It felt much more natural talking to Marie than to anyone else.
She was free of authoritarianism and had an easygoing personality, so I could speak freely with her.

Rather, just talking to a beautiful woman with strong characteristics like Marie was enough to be grateful.
Also luckily, the conversation code worked well.

“Didn’t Isaac say he only read up to Book 5 of Xenon’s biography? I could lend it to you.”

Occasionally, there were instances that made me terrified.
Fortunately, it was the expected question, so I was able to answer it with ease.

I was chatting with Marie, not realizing how much time had passed when the professor walked into the classroom.
Beerus, the humanities professor, of course.

“Hello, students.
Then, we will start our classes in earnest from today.”

When the lecture began, the students applauded, as they had done the previous week.

As the applause died down, Professor Beerus coughed and began the class in his distinctive calm tone.

“Last week, I explained about ‘knowledge’.
Then what are you learning in this class? It’s simple.
Just tell me what kind of knowledge you got from a book or experience.
Is it too sudden? Don’t worry, I’ll give you plenty of time.”

The professor set the time limit to be exactly 40 minutes.
In an instant, the students hollered, but Professor Beerus deftly ignored them.

“Oh, and I’ll give you bonus points if you present a book or experience other than Xenon’s biography.
Of course, I’ll give you extra points if the presentation is great even if it’s related to Xenon’s biography.
However, please specify what kind of knowledge you obtained.
Now…”

Start! As the professor shouted, the students began to organize their thoughts in their prepared notes or mumble quietly.

I also jotted down my thoughts in a notebook that I had prepared ahead of time.
I was confident because of the many books I had read and the knowledge I had gained from them.

“I… Isaac?”

“Huh?”

Then Marie quietly called me.
I looked at her with an expression of what’s up?

As I looked, Marie seemed a little hesitant and then asked with a shy smile.

“…Can you lend me a notebook? I only brought a magic pen…”

“If that’s the case.”

I gladly ripped up a piece of paper and gave it to her.
When I readily handed her the paper, Marie expressed her gratitude with a bright expression on her face.

It was around the time I received Mari’s thanks and focused on my notes again.

“Huh? Hey.
What is this?”

“Huh?”

Marie showed me the back of the paper that I had given her.
As soon as I saw the picture she showed me, I couldn’t help but scream inside.

At the same time, Marie asked me with her curious eyes.

“Did you draw this by any chance?”

On the back of the page was a steam locomotive that I sketched yesterday for practice.

{T/N:- I shall pray for our MC.
Talk about raising flags.}

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