Reincarnation with AI (Unemployment-Free)

Chapter 98 The Arrogance of Cognition

The next day, Rudius arrived at the dance studio during class time.

After gently knocking on the door with your knuckles, push the door open and enter.

"Good morning, Professor Rudius," Edna greeted gracefully.

Seeing this, Rudius stopped and returned the aristocratic greeting, "Good morning, Professor Edna."

Will you greet me like this every day from now on?

It's fine if it happens once in a while, but isn't it a bit annoying if it happens all the time?

Rudius walked into the room with a somewhat helpless smile.

The classroom used to teach dance is about the same size as the classroom in my previous high school.

There are two windows, and the room is completely empty of furniture, clearly to make room for movement.

There wasn't a single mirror on any of the walls; the room was decorated exactly the same as the other rooms.

"Rudeus, are you going to learn to dance too?" Alice crossed her arms and looked at Rudeus with a surprised expression.

"Hmm." After a simple reply, Rudeus stood beside Alice.

After agreeing to Edna's request yesterday, it was already quite late.

Even if they found Alice hiding, there wouldn't be time to continue the class.

Therefore, Rudius suggested that they take classes together, so that he could both observe why Alice ran away and act as her dance partner to help her learn to dance.

"Clap clap." Edna clapped her hands and said, "Teacher Rudius, let me teach you some basic dance steps first."

"Okay, Professor Edna, you can just call me Rudeus."

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"Then—that's how I'll address you during the teaching period."

After saying that, Edna began giving Rudius a one-on-one dance lesson.

Alice stood aside and watched.

Edna would demonstrate first, then Rudeus would copy her movements. Once he was almost there, she would clap her hands and keep time, letting Rudeus dance it himself.

Honestly, learning these basic dance steps is incredibly easy.

But the whole process was really tedious.

Without music or dynamism, it's like a robot, mimicking the other person's movements.

Rudius remembered that in his previous life, he was about the same age, around the second grade of elementary school.

Back then, adults would dance in the neighborhood.

It wasn't a square dance for older folks, but a dance party with a youthful vibe, and the music playing was Lee Jung-hyun's "Wow".

Rudeus, who was brought to the scene by his mother, watched it twice and immediately transformed into Kakashi the Butt-Picking Ninja, jumping into the crowd with everyone.

The movements were exactly the same, which drew frequent glances from the pretty aunt next to them.

Of course, now that I think about it, she was a beautiful aunt, but in the eyes of that little brat from my past life, she was more like Zabuza Momochi.

It is the object of imitation.

Rudius stopped dancing, and Edna smiled and took a deep breath.

not good.

"That's amazing, Rudeus is very talented!" Edna said with a smile and clapping.

He looked like he had breathed a sigh of relief.

Rudius could tell from her expression that something was wrong—she seemed to be relaxing, like she had suddenly taught a good student.

He turned to look at Alice.

"Hmph!" Alice turned her head away and hugged herself even tighter.

Edna hadn't thought about this at all; she still thought the child was stupid, believing that if she hid her anger and didn't say it out loud, the other person wouldn't notice.

But no matter what, she is definitely unaware of her own problem.

Even Philip showed the same neglect towards Alice when she was a child.

It can be said that Edna's performance was completely normal.

Rudius would get annoyed just by noticing this.

With a polite smile, Rudeus smiled at Edna, who then looked away from Alice and returned Rudeus's helpless smile.

Next, Rudius stood to the side, and Alice began practicing her dance.

As Rudius drew near the wall, he suddenly realized a problem.

By attending the dance class and observing from the sidelines, wasn't Alice actually putting a layer of psychological pressure on herself?

Edna's teaching is terrible; one is one, two is two, she never explains, she just asks you to memorize.

Ultimately, the root cause of boring courses is the incompetence of the teachers.

Like Rudeus, Alice believed that "there's no need to do things you hate."

That's why Rudius got full marks in some subjects and zero marks in others in his previous life.

Now, Alice must be feeling disgusted.

Was Edna using her presence to pressure Alice into continuing to practice dancing?

Although it was Edna's suggestion to come and learn dance, that didn't stop her from taking advantage of it.

"Trying to be clever again. If this trick worked on Alice, she wouldn't have had to change so many tutors," Rudeus thought disdainfully.

"Clap, clap, clap." Edna clapped her hands in time.

Alice seemed not to hear her and quickly completed all the dance steps.

Her dance moves were fine, just too fast; it didn't look like dancing, it looked like fighting.

As Alice's punching bag.

Rudius could tell at a glance.

Her footsteps were swift and powerful, brimming with Alice's outstanding combat skills.

Isn't it obvious at a glance?

Edna doesn't understand?

That's right, this is a teacher who doesn't explain why at all.

Rudius closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Young Miss, please follow the rhythm of the clapping," Edna reminded her.

"I know!" Alice replied impatiently.

After another practice session, Alice once again quickly completed the dance steps.

You could tell that her anger was bubbling up from within.

Rudius unconsciously frowned.

Dance and martial arts are essentially interconnected.

The only difference is the rhythm.

The dance should follow the beat of the music.

Martial arts require a fighter to have their own rhythm, and to not be disrupted by the opponent's rhythm during combat, which is an outstanding talent.

Is Alice hitting the beat in response to Edna?

Rudius tried to empathize with the situation and immediately felt a sense of victory.

The rhythm of swordsmanship crushed the rhythm of dance—I won!

Rudeus pictured Alice's smiling face as he was being sent flying.

In that case, Edna's denial is undoubtedly a denial of Alice's victory.

It's only natural to get angry.

"I'm done!"

After practicing again, Alice yelled and stormed out the door.

With a loud "bang!", the door slammed against the wall.

"Young Miss!"

By the time Edna called out and caught up a few steps, Alice had already disappeared.

"Oh—" Edna turned around and looked at Rudeus, saying, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

Clever tricks are useless now.

Rudius walked toward the door, puffing out his cheeks as if to say he'd had a good laugh. "I'll go and talk to her."

"Thank you for your help, Professor Rudius."

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