You think you're worthy of saving the world?

There's a reason why I'm dressed like this here.

"Reason? What reason?"

Siegel was somewhat displeased that his invitation had been rejected, and he pressed on with an aggressive frown.

"What reason could possibly justify dressing our seminary's proudest teacher, Annabelle, like this?"

"Well……!"

Annabelle couldn't answer, and anxiety gradually filled her lungs.

It would be terrible if Siegel told anyone about seeing me tonight; this man is not exactly a gentleman who keeps his mouth shut.

Why is this happening...

Annabelle clenched her teeth, feeling as if she were cursed with bad luck, as if all the misfortunes in the world had befallen her alone tonight.

“Come home with me, Miss Annabelle.”

Siegel's gaze lingered on Annabelle, making no attempt to hide his excitement and lust.

Having long coveted the beautiful duo of teachers in St. Cromwell, he was naturally unwilling to let this romantic encounter slip by easily.

In addition, he had originally planned to have a rendezvous with his mistress tonight, but it didn't work out, leaving him with a burning desire.

Siegel grinned maliciously and took a step forward: "Miss Annabelle, you don't want the students to know either..."

"...Don't touch me!"

The instant Siegel reached out his hand to her, Annabelle instinctively raised her arm.

She shoved the man hard against the chest, sending him staggering backward.

"Ahhhh!"

Siegel slipped on the rain-soaked pavement, yelled, and fell backward.

"……Well!"

A muffled thud echoed from the quiet, rainy street.

Siegel slowly released his grip on the umbrella and lay sprawled on the ground.

"Siegel?"

Annabelle stared at the man lying motionless on the ground, frowning and gasping.

“Hey... Siegel.”

Got no response.

Annabelle crouched down, puzzled.

By the light of the streetlamp, she saw that the back of Siegel's head was resting on the right angle of the curb, and bright red blood was slowly spreading from beneath him.

"!"

She gripped the man's collar tightly, growling anxiously, "Hey! Siegel! Wake up! Stop pretending to be asleep! Stop playing dead!"

No response.

No matter how Annabelle shook him or slapped him, Siegel kept his mouth half open, his lifeless eyes wide open.

he died.

"……How could that be?"

Annabelle released the man's collar, her face showing disbelief: I... killed someone?

Accidentally killing Siegel became the final straw that broke her spirit.

"What should I do...?"

She knelt helplessly on the ground, her face covered by her hands as she softly sobbed.

"Who can help me……"

125 Methods to Win People's Hearts

It was past nine o'clock at night, and the wind and rain in the city had subsided considerably.

There was a puddle of water on the stone path, and the raindrops that fell on the water created ripples on the surface.

Yuri and Erin, wearing raincoats, walked through the quiet streets at night, searching for Annabelle.

Due to the rainy weather, there weren't many people out and about.

They had just gone back to the teachers' dormitory and subtly confirmed that Annabelle had not returned tonight.

Annabelle has no other residence in the Vatican, so the fact that she hasn't returned to her dormitory means she's still outside.

The two spent an hour hiking around Yuri, but found nothing.

Just as they returned to their vicinity and discussed whether to expand their search area, a conspicuous figure appeared under a streetlamp not far away.

"It's Anna!"

Eileen shouted with delight.

A beautiful woman with disheveled purple hair stood in the sparse rain, letting the raindrops patter against her maid outfit.

Annabelle's figure in the rain was as beautiful as an oil painting, but Yuri just found it unbelievable.

Given her personality, would she really run back home just an hour after running away from home?

"Anna! You're back! That's wonderful! We've been looking for you for so long!"

Eileen waved happily and rushed towards her, hugging her arm tightly as if to prevent her from escaping.

Yuri stood still, maintaining a distance of about ten meters, gazing at the two people in the distance with a frown.

A few seconds later, Eileen pulled Annabelle by the arm and came to Yuri.

"Yoo... um, Master~ Anna seems to have something important to tell you."

Eileen leaned forward and winked in their direction.

Annabelle nodded, then placed her hands on her abdomen and bowed deeply.

"Master, I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble."

Because of my stubbornness, you and Eileen had to go out in the rain.

I am a useless servant, please forgive me.

Throughout her speech, Annabelle kept her head down, her eyes fixed on the tips of her shoes.

Her attitude was less about self-reflection and more about giving up on herself; and less about giving up on herself and more about going with the flow.

More than half an hour has passed since the accident occurred.

Annabelle hid Siegel's body in the alley for the time being, and then returned to Yuri's house as soon as possible.

She gradually calmed down and was able to think things through rationally.

Anna had originally planned to turn herself in to the Knights Templar first thing tomorrow morning, but when she saw Eileen's welcoming smile, she became hesitant.

A sense of wishful thinking arose in his mind: maybe he hadn't been exposed?

Thinking about this, Annabelle began to waver violently.

She continued, still bowing, "I will keep this bet. I hope you can forgive my immaturity so far."

Beside her, Eileen said happily, "That's right, Anna."

"As long as we explain things clearly, we can definitely reconcile. The master is very magnanimous."

After saying that, she turned to Yuri and said in a threatening, smiling tone, "Yurifis, you'll forgive Anna-sensei, won't you?"

"Do I have the option to refuse?" Yuri sighed.

Just as he would call Eileen "teacher" when mocking her, the other party would also adopt the demeanor of a female teacher when threatening her.

"no!"

Eileen smiled happily and took Annabelle's arm: "Okay, let's go home, Anna."

You're soaking wet, you should go home and take a bath... otherwise you'll catch a cold.

"Ah, um, thank you, Eileen."

Annabelle nodded blankly, then glanced at Yuri.

"What's wrong?" Yuri asked.

"It's nothing," Anna shook her head.

Why are you being so fierce!

Eileen stepped between the two, protecting Annabelle.

Yuri shrugged and walked towards his house, with Eileen quickly pulling Annabelle along to follow.

The three of them walked through the small front yard and arrived at the entrance of the three-story mansion.

Yuri took the key out of his pocket and tossed it to Eileen: "Go in and boil the bathwater first."

"And you?" Eileen asked, puzzled.

“I have something I want to talk to Anna about,” Yuri said.

Eileen put her hands on her hips and warned, "Don't you dare bully Ms. Anna, Euryphus!"

"I know, I know."

Yuri sent Eileen away.

Under the lights of the foyer, only Yuri and Annabelle remained.

Feeling uneasy under the dark-haired boy's intense gaze, Annabelle hesitated for a moment before deciding to speak first.

She forced a stiff smile: "Is...is there something you need, Master?"

"Just call me Euryphus outside. We haven't even gone inside yet."

Yuri abruptly changed the subject, asking in an extremely calm tone, "Teacher Anna, did you just have a conflict with someone?"

"Eh?"