A person’s hostility is not directed at those who deserve to be better than oneself. It was directed at those who should be inferior but were not. And once formed, hostility never disappears.
(This is a time divider.)
The freshmen moved to attend other firstyear classes as soon as the social classes were over.
Neris had no subjects to take among the remaining firstyear classes today. All had been elected. Some of the elected subjects were free now, as upperclass classes typically took place at completely different times from lowerclass classes.
The next lecture was held in the center of Carthag’s circle. Neris judged that there was time to go to the library, considering her free time and route.
So she did just that.
There were several historic libraries in the academy, and the Zakaria library she found was among the very old ones.
Long ago, Saint Zakaria, who performed miracles and saved many lives, greatly influenced the empire’s medicine, and many cities and buildings were named after her. The Academy’s Zakaria Library, fittingly, was a medical library.
However, not many people used Zakaria’s library. It was because research in ‘technology’ like medicine was not attractive to nobles.
At best, those who visited here were either upperclass students from the theology department or teachers with a strong spirit of service. Even on the highest floor, the visitors were only a handful besides the librarian.
Neris went to the top floor of the building. In the empty reading room, old books and scrolls in boxes breathed quietly, bearing the weight of time.
Neris counted the mahogany bookshelves in the reading room from the farthest from the entrance. One, two, three, four.
Behind the pillar next to the fourth bookshelf.
‘Here it is.’
She smiled with her small lips.
There was space enough for two people to sit between the pillar and the wall. This was the only place with such space, none behind any other pillars.
In that space, hidden from view unless one deliberately looked for it, there was nothing but a small square skylight and an oddly oldfashioned chair that didn’t match the reading room.
The skylight was just as she remembered, but the chair was a little cleaner than in her memory. Perhaps because she found this place earlier in this life than in her previous one.
Neris sat comfortably in the chair and leaned back. A clear blue sky was before her eyes. Exactly the same as long ago.
Until she graduated, this small, bookscented space was a resting place for the ostracized Neris Trued. And there was a high probability it was a resting place only for her.
This place, not easily visible unless deliberately sought, and even upperclassmen rarely came to explore the top floor of the medical library, let alone knew every corner of it.
Except for the previous life’s Neris, who was looking for a place where no one else would come.
In the past, when the children hit her for fun and chased or threw stones, she used to hide in a secret place anywhere and stay hidden for a while. And if that place was discovered, she would find another place, wandering inside the school.
This place was a space filled with memories she had utilized well until her graduation, a few years from now.
“It was there at that time too.”
She had never seen anyone else use this place. However, there must have been someone who had arrived before her. The person who had sat in this chair and rested comfortably.
The evidence was the fact that the chair was placed in a position where it could enjoy the view outside the window while slightly avoiding the sunlight.
Had a librarian on duty put it here sometime? Perhaps a student buried in books on the top floor of the Zakaria Library had secretly arranged a space to sleep.
Neris gazed at the sky and slowly closed her eyes.
A feeling of comfort as if she had fallen alone from the world, yet she was not antagonized by anyone, tickled Neris’s small chest like ripples. It was serene.
It would be nice if time stopped and she stayed here all her life. As if nothing ever… had happened.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard. Someone had entered the reading room.
Neris was annoyed at having her serenity disturbed. Why now, in a place where no one usually came?
Should she move, she thought, but there was no real reason to do so. If she stayed still, wouldn’t they just pass by, likely looking for a book?
But the footsteps were much louder and quicker than she thought, and approached Neris too fast. When they stopped in front of her, she opened one eye and glared at the intruder.
The first thing she noticed was a chest located higher than she had expected. As her gaze slid up, she saw a beautiful face.
Bright gray eyes, almost white beneath jetblack hair like the night sky, shone distinctly.
A small face, slender arms and legs, a beautiful appearance without a single flaw, lips like those an ideal portrait painter would admire.
Could this be the appearance of a fairy in a legend?
The boy dressed in light clothing with a sword at his waist was leaning against the window and looking down at Neris. She finally opened both eyes to confirm his appearance.
A question fell from his lips like a spark.
“Who are you?”
“Who are you, senior?”
Neris knew who he was but asked coldly.
Cledwin Maindland.
The sole heir to this country’s only duchy, he was the man who would rule the northern part of the empire as soon as he graduated from the academy.
She had heard of the massacre where he had slaughtered all the family elders who opposed his immediate succession to the duchy after the death of the previous Duke.
Since the previous Duke had died not long after Cledwin’s admission to the academy, the legitimate heir’s exercise of rights had not taken place for a long time.
The Maindland in the north of the empire was a vast territory encompassing everything from barren tundra to coastal hot springs resorts. As an ancient land, it had a unique culture and pride.
In reality, Neris had not had many conversations with Cledwin while she was a crown princess, as he rarely left his land.
However, the impression that he was extremely competent and beautiful remained.
“You speak first.”
Cledwin slightly raised the ends of his perfect lips. Neris spoke calmly.
“I’m a freshman. I was resting here, and you interrupted me, senior.”
Abelrus disliked Cledwin. He was called a cruel monster who did not know how to embrace others, a man who was not masculine in appearance, or unintelligent due to his lack of sociability.
He was disparaged for all sorts of reasons, but to Neris’s eyes, Cledwin was at least a hundred times more talented than Abelrus.
At least no one dared to invade Maindland after Cledwin ascended to the duchy. Abelrus had mocked it as a frozen land ruled by a terrible monster, not even wanting to talk about it.
“This is not a place for freshmen.”
She had heard this kind of remark for the second time. Neris looked up at Cledwin with a strange feeling.
In truth, Neris had attended school longer than Cledwin. Cledwin graduated quickly, managing to do so before he aged, but Neris was enrolled for the same period as others.
Her lack of response caused Cledwin’s eyes to shine sternly.
“Speak.”
Suddenly, the sharp tip of a sword was close to Neris’s eyes. It was a swift sworddrawing, done so quickly that she didn’t know when it happened.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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