You Can't Catch the Wind (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
When was the last time I enjoyed such a fine tea? Ael momentarily forgot even her pain, savoring the taste and aroma of the tea.
Calon quietly watched her.
‘She lied.’
Before coming to Denerthum, Calon had sought out an etiquette instructor from Denerthum and studied the local customs thoroughly.
He had learned everything—from greetings to table manners, tea ceremonies, and ballroom etiquette.
He recalled the instructor who had taught him etiquette. Though that instructor had placed great emphasis on posture and bearing, Calon now felt that compared to Ael sitting before him, even the instructor might have needed to become a student herself.
Ael herself, intoxicated by the fragrance, seemed unaware—but her seated posture, the way she handled her teacup, and even the motion of drinking were all executed with remarkable grace.
‘She can’t possibly be a commoner from Denerthum.’
It was a country where the distinction between nobles and commoners was especially stark. Because of this, Ash & Co. still faced many restrictions in expanding its business—the guildmaster himself being an Imperial “commoner.”
In such a place, it was unthinkable for a commoner to receive that kind of education.
‘Yet she didn’t mention her family name when introducing herself… Does she not wish to reveal it?’
Calon continued observing Ael.
Her clothes appeared neat enough, but the cuffs clearly showed signs of having been mended several times.
His gaze slowly drifted upward—until, catching sight of Ael’s face, softly smiling as the tea’s fragrance rose around her, he abruptly turned his head away without realizing it.
Her round forehead, and beneath it, long lashes shielding warm brown eyes, sparkled in the sunlight.
It was nothing extraordinary—just a woman quietly enjoying her tea.
Yet for some inexplicable reason, he suddenly felt embarrassed.
Confused by his own reaction, Calon turned back again. He needed to observe this woman a little longer.
But this time, unlike before, Ael was looking straight at him.
“Is there something you’d like to say?”
“Oh, well…”
For a moment, Calon’s mind went blank. Normally, he would have smoothly changed the subject, but for some reason, words wouldn’t come easily. Instead, he found himself blurting out something he’d been unconsciously pondering.
“Wasn’t that book difficult for you?”
“Oh!”
Ael’s eyes widened as she saw the small book he pulled from his pocket—the very book she’d forgotten about after her letter paper had gotten ruined. Calon handed it back to her and said,
“The Lerman-Carthi Principle is still something even scholars rarely…”
At that instant, Ael shot up from her seat and exclaimed,
“You know the Lerman-Carthi Principle?”
[This is the timeline separator]This wasn’t part of the plan at all.
Calon thought to himself as he looked ahead.
In the corner of the large table sat the tea and pastries Nisha had brought. Originally placed at the center, they’d been pushed aside to make room for papers covered in complex equations and graphs, pens, and ink.
Across from him, Ael was staring at him with sparkling eyes, unable to conceal her excitement.
Earlier, when their eyes had met, Calon had hesitated, unsure what to say—and had inadvertently blurted out the one thing he’d been curious about.
Ael’s reaction had been extraordinary.
Until then, she’d been quite reserved—never making much of her injury, speaking softly, and moving with great caution.
But the moment Calon mentioned the economic principle written in the book, her expression transformed as if a parched traveler had just discovered a river.
She then pleaded almost desperately, asking if he could possibly explain the principle just once, if he truly knew it.
She’d seemed so earnest that even Nisha, who’d been momentarily flustered, ended up nudging Calon’s side with her elbow and signaling with her eyes, “What are you waiting for? She’s begging you—just tell her already!”
Thus, Ash & Co.’s conference room had unwittingly turned into an economics lecture hall.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, Calon knew precisely what the Lerman-Carthi Principle he’d mentioned actually was.
It was the principle summarizing ten indicators that had foretold a certain duchy’s bankruptcy.
After all, Calon himself had been the one who provided Imperial economists with the duchy’s data.
He’d even funded their research specifically to analyze those records—and this principle was the result.
Unbeknownst to him, Ael had just found the best possible teacher.
At first, Calon wasn’t sure how much to explain, so he asked Ael which parts of the book she didn’t understand and how much she’d already grasped.
Her answer exceeded his expectations. In fact, once she fully understood this one principle, she’d essentially comprehend the entire book.
From that moment, Calon’s lesson began.
Is there any student virtue more important than eagerness to learn? In that regard, Ael was the finest student imaginable.
Calon had always thought he lacked talent for teaching others.
But as he explained things to Ael, he began wondering whether he might actually consider becoming a professor at the Imperial Academy upon his return.
And for good reason—Ael absorbed everything he taught her completely.
“So about this part—if I apply the previous formula, the result comes out differently. Why isn’t this addressed separately?”
“That’s because different formulas are applied when calculating exports versus imports.”
Ael kept asking about everything she hadn’t understood, and Calon answered without hesitation.
Their intense lesson only ended when Nisha, arms crossed, knocked on the door as if demanding their attention.
“I admire your scholarly passion, but could you please just take one look out the window?”
“Huh? What’s outside the window… Oh dear!”
“What’s outside the… Oh no.”
Following Nisha’s suggestion, Ael and Calon glanced out the window—and sighed.
When they’d first entered Ash & Co., it had been just past lunchtime, yet now the red sun was already sinking below the horizon.
Ael’s face, which moments ago had glowed with the joy of new knowledge, instantly turned ashen.
“I had no idea so much time had passed. I should head back now. Thank you so much for today.”
Ael hurriedly stuffed the book into her bag and stood up. Images of Elise and her parents, surely furious with her, flashed through her mind.
Good heavens. They’ll definitely try to kill me today. I might even get beaten badly enough to nearly die.
And then she remembered Jena, who’d had to cook dinner alone—and guilt piled onto her fear.
As Ael limped toward the door, Nisha, even more startled, grabbed her arm.
“We’ve prepared a carriage for you! Please take it! And you must also accept our gift.”
“A gift?”
“A gift—and our deep respect for the courage you showed today.”
As she said this, Nisha glanced pointedly at Calon. Before teaching Ael, Calon had pulled Nisha aside and given her strict instructions.
〈Prepare the finest stationery we export to Denerthum. She came here running an errand—if she returns empty-handed, her employer will surely scold her severely. So pack enough high-quality items that even her employer won’t dare complain. As for the other gifts, use your own judgment. You don’t need further instructions, right?〉
〈Understood. Then I’ll prepare everything exactly as you’ve asked, to the best of my ability.〉
Nisha had walked away with light steps. After all, seeing Ael, she knew this was someone who truly appreciated the value of the goods they’d brought all the way from the Empire.
‘She’s nothing like those arrogant nobles.’
The nobles would rave over Imperial goods yet insist on preserving their pride—summoning Nisha only to act as if they were doing her a favor by purchasing anything.
That was the better outcome.
Some would even express open displeasure upon learning Nisha was an Imperial commoner—going so far as to cover their nose and mouth with handkerchiefs right in front of her.
After dealing only with such people, seeing Ael—who not only helped them but also genuinely expressed amazement and delight at their wares—made Nisha wish she could sit her down and let her sample every new item they’d brought, if only she had the time.
Of course, this was also her way of expressing deep gratitude for Ael’s help in recovering the documents.
Thus, Nisha prepared her thanks with exceptional care.
The guildmaster had given his approval—what was there to fear? Besides, the guild ship that had arrived with Calon was loaded with top-tier goods.
Nisha filled the carriage Ael would take home with gifts to the brim.
First, she prepared gifts specifically for Ael. Just from watching her behavior, it was easy to tell what she’d like.
‘I should start by including the finest fountain pen we have.’
While listening to Calon’s explanations, Ael had repeatedly gazed in wonder at the Empire’s fountain pen, whose ink barely bled through the paper.
‘And we just received some in lovely colors too…’
Next, Nisha packed plenty of high-quality paper notebooks.
She added a bag, ornaments, and more…
A satisfied smile spread across Nisha’s face as she filled the carriage with gifts.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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