How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

Recently, whenever she sees Sirocco's innocent face, Brid feels a pang of guilt.

Brid looked at the cake, then glanced around at her surroundings.

She couldn't eat anymore, and the restaurant was crowded, so to avoid taking up a seat, Brid decided to pay the bill.

Pack up the rest and take them back to my parents.

Brid went to the cashier to queue. When it was her turn to pay, the clerk took the order slip and looked at the text displayed on the cash register:

"357R".

Brid took out her phone—

"Huh? Eh? Ah?"

I rummaged through my bag but couldn't find my phone. I only found my student ID and a 1 RMB coin.

I forgot to bring it....

I used a public transport card on the way here.

The watch is placed in the drawer by the bedside.

Brid remembered her father's admonition—that a troubled mind makes it easy to make small mistakes.

My swordsmanship... is in turmoil.

The female team member looked suspicious, and the people queuing behind her could already hear impatient footsteps.

"I'm sorry!" Brid apologized.

"I forgot my phone. Here's my ID card and student ID. I'd like to borrow a phone to call my friend. You can have them pay first..."

Brid wished this were a pay-as-you-go system, otherwise she wouldn't have only just realized she didn't have her phone.

"Is it 357R?"

Di-

Suddenly, someone paid for it for me.

Can there really be such righteous people in the world?

"Oh, thank you! I will definitely pay you back! By today!"

Brid bowed her head in thanks, catching a faint whiff of lavender from the other person.

Looking up, he saw that the other person was a woman who was half a head taller than him.

Her eyes and hair were both brown, and she wore a ponytail with bangs. She carried shopping bags in both hands, and Brid couldn't help but think of a squirrel.

This person looks familiar.

Brid felt like she'd seen her somewhere before.

"Helping students is a teacher's duty. I don't charge interest. Just remember to pay me back at school the day after tomorrow. I trust you won't owe any money."

Beren smiled and patted Brid on the shoulder.

48. Brid's Life Counseling

"Teacher?...You're a teacher at our school?...Oh right, I remember! You're from the infirmary, uh, your name is..."

Brid crossed her arms in deep thought, six "?" appearing in her mind.

Beren understood Bridgman's confusion.

Who can remember the names of all their school teachers?

When she was in school, apart from her homeroom teacher, she only remembered the surnames of the other teachers.

Moreover, this is at the National Explorers Academy, a place where students have their own healing abilities. There are only classes in the morning, and students are too lazy to even find excuses to skip classes.

However, there's one guy who'll find an excuse to skip class and come to the infirmary, and who knows, he might even remember everyone's name in the whole school...

That infuriating student, AC2021086, from Class F, who appears to be an innocent young girl but is actually the opposite and is suspected of gender fraud.

“My name is Katie Gwina, I’m a nurse in the health room. We met briefly a few days ago when you visited the school.”

Upon hearing this, Brid clapped her hands, suddenly realizing what was going on.

"Bye, enjoy your dessert. I personally recommend the blueberry mousse, which uses salted cream and has a very unique flavor."

"Please wait a moment, Ms. Gvina."

Beren hadn't taken more than a few steps when Brid gently hooked her sleeve.

Bridt's cherry lips parted slightly as she looked at Beren with a troubled expression:

"My name is Brid Talos. Could you keep me company for a moment, if it's convenient? Um, I accidentally bought too much, I can't finish it..."

so cute.

"Okay... I don't have anything urgent to do. If you don't mind chatting with a woman older than you without feeling awkward."

I reflexively agreed without even realizing it.

Brid smiled:

“I don’t mind, Ms. Gvina.”

Yes, she is indeed very cute.

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The venue was changed to a coffee shop that Beren frequents.

With a blueberry mousse cake in front of her, Beren took a sip of Mandheling coffee and then cut off a slice of mousse to enjoy.

The bitterness of coffee and the refreshing sweetness of mousse are cleverly blended together.

Beren enjoyed the taste and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

Meanwhile, Brid, who had offered her cake, was adding sugar cubes to her coffee.

Brid took a sip of the coffee with six sugar cubes added, and it was still so bitter that she stuck out her tongue.

"If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself... I can drink this for you. Would you like to switch to a caramel macchiato? That one has a very mild bitterness."

"It's okay. I'll definitely finish the food if someone treats me to it."

Brid frowned, ate her bread, and drank her coffee with a bitter expression.

There's no need to force yourself.

Beren smiled sweetly.

The reason why Beren noticed Brid is quite simple.

A beautiful young girl with a high orange ponytail, carrying a mountain of bread, was truly eye-catching.

With that striking appearance, I immediately remembered that she was one of the students that Pris had led on a tour of the facilities that day.

"Ms. Gwenna, are you out shopping alone too?"

"I did invite a friend to come along, but she said she needed to catch up on sleep on her rare day off. She sleeps all day long though..."

Beren took a sip of coffee.

"My situation is similar to yours. My friend also helps out at the coffee shop on his day off and couldn't come out with me."

"No, that guy is really sleeping, he's not hiding from the world because of something."

"Oh, I see... By the way, Ms. Gvina, you bought a lot of clothes."

"Huh? A lot?"

"Yes, a lot. Are you planning to travel somewhere?"

"Damn it... It was a moment of impulse... It wasn't a trip."

Beren closed one eye, a little embarrassed.

"Next month I'm meeting with a friend—no, I mean, with that guy, some self-important guy. I don't really want to meet him, but I made a bet...yes, I'm doing this to be a witness! I need to dress up, so I bought a lot of clothes!"

Beren spoke incoherently, her face twitching slightly, her words sounding like a vague defense.

"A witness? Oh, it's like going to congratulate a friend on the opening of a new store, right?"

"Mmm, pretty much the same."

Brid actually believed it.

Beren coughed lightly and took another sip of coffee.

"So what do you want to talk to me about? Just chatting is fine, or do you want me to go somewhere with you?"

"Yes, there is something I need to take care of."

Brid ran her fingers over and over, and finally, as if making a decision, she finished her coffee in one gulp.

"Ms. Gwina is the school nurse, so is listening to students' troubles part of her job?"

"...Yes, that's fine. If there's anything you want to say, you can tell me. The content of our conversation will not be known to a third party."

Seeing that Brid was particularly serious, Beren switched to her gentle tone befitting a teacher.