After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me

Chapter 51

51 – Floating Stone (2)

Ian immediately put the stone fragment into his inner pocket.

She then called Danya, who was sniffing in the corner of the room.

“Danya what are you doing?”

“Nya-nyang! Oh, didn’t you do anything? Maybe you were resting for a while?”

“Really? Anyway, thank you for helping me with today’s experiment. Oh, and this is a reward and gift.”

Ian threw one of the mana hell root elixirs obtained from the previous undiscovered dungeon raid in the northern mountains to Danya.

Danya’s eyes widen as she receives the elixir.

“This is such a precious thing, suddenly! You eat it!”

“I already ate one before, so it’s not effective. Eat it. You’ll start measuring tomorrow. You should eat it now for the greatest effect.”

In fact, most of the heroines are out of power.

It is also beneficial for Ian himself to raise a colleague at the level of Danya.

Danya, with a moved expression, opens her mouth almost in tears.

“Thank you so much.”

“What do you say thanks to your colleagues?”

With that answer, Ian finished preparing to leave.

Danya asks right away.

“But being thankful means being thankful! By the way, where are you going?”

“I’m in the library. You can take a break or do whatever you want.”

When you have a question, the library is unconditional.

Ian waved to Danya, who was taken aback, and left the dorm.

That’s how we arrived at the library.

I saw a librarian sitting in the same seat as always, turning over books.

‘Is he eating?’

At that moment, I had such a question.

A librarian who always sits in the same posture every time he comes.

Whether it’s weekdays or weekends. Either morning or afternoon.

Are you taking classes? Are cadets right? In fact, isn’t it a doll like an android? Maybe AI?

Such doubts for a while.

“…….”

Looking up at his sky-blue eyes as if he was a bit annoyed by his reading being interrupted, Ian quickly said his requirements.

“I’m looking for someone.”

— Forgot

She closes and opens her eyes once and points her finger down at her.

The lower part of the information desk.

This was written on the paper in very precise handwriting.

[ Merchants and confessions, refusal of love. ]

“No… I’m not trying to confess!”

The librarian’s head moved left and right.

A very subtle movement.

Of course, Ian was fully aware of the nod.

She lowered her head once more, following her slender, white fingers.

Across the paper that says ‘no confession’.

[ Inquiries about loans, returns and books ]

A sign reading

Caught her eye.

“Yes. Of course, this is a library, so it’s only right to ask the librarian about books.”

A very fine nod nod.

Ian continued.

“But I’m not a librarian, I want to borrow your wisdom? I don’t know why, but I feel like you know something.”

Ian took out a piece of paper from her information desk and scribbled a picture on it.

A brief portrait of a 3-second rule girl you’ve encountered before.

I handed it to the librarian.

“I had a strong feeling of being a researcher. She must have come to the library a lot. Her face is like this…”

Ian emphasized the dark circles under the eyes in the painting.

“He is of average height.”

— Blink blink.

The librarian’s translucent eyebrows moved like a camera shutter.

“I know.”

Hagon, handing out a note.

A rough summary is as follows.

My name is Cristina.

My major is magic engineering.

The location is likely to be the same as a research center dedicated to engineering students.

“Thank you.”

“Wait.”

“…?”

“Again, there is.”

“Huh?”

“The child looking for you.”

She handed her a piece of paper.

“A candidate for a saint. Aria handed it to me.”

… Aria Lumines Bell?

Why is that woman suddenly?

Ian received the note from the librarian and unfolded it.

Endlessly crumpled.

The sentences written in urgent handwriting do not have any particular completion.

“…Doesn’t seem to make any sense?”

“Blank also content.”

I looked at the note once again at the librarian’s words.

Fragments of letters that failed to become words.

Horizontal lines drawn many times.

Occasionally, too much force was used to puncture the paper.

The psychological state of being infinitely unstable and cornered was fully conveyed.

The reason I gave this to Ian himself…….

‘I can roughly guess.’

Let’s not bother yet.

Because I have more things to do right now.

First of all, I would like to thank the librarian who helped me.

“Thanks for your help. You really don’t know anything?”

“Only what I need to know.”

‘Then why did it bounce once earlier?’

Ian held back the thought of falling after talking to him.

Because she bowed her head straight to her book.

[ I was saved by the tyrant who ruined my family. ]

Still, this book is more normal than the last one.

Thank you instead of bowing your head slightly.

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Spells, Knights, Priests and Scouts.

In addition to the four faculties, there are various fields of study at Liechten Academy.

Mostly, exchange students or cadets who remain at school after graduation tend to jump into such research fields, but engineering is a fairly large research field in connection with nearby schools.

Magical engineering student research building.

‘This is the Lichten Academy, right?’

It is a building that looks like it will collapse.

But the situation was better than expected for Ahn.

There were small laboratories lined up on both sides of the high-floor hallway, and zombie-like things popped out from time to time, but all of them were tired-looking humans.

It was a somewhat gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, but it made perfect sense when I remembered the labs at the university I attended in my previous life.

“This is it.”

A piece of paper stuck to the door.

[ Christy◎ ]

The scrawl is hard to read.

However, looking at the tape that was roughly pasted and the red strawberry jam marks underneath, I thought I had found it well.

Besides.

— Perong!

A familiar voice came from inside along with the sound of

There was no need to knock.

“Cough, Cough!”

The door opened and a girl covered in gray dust came out with smoke.

Is her natural hair color reddish brown?

This is the girl I met back then, with pale skin and thick dark circles.

I heard from the librarian that her name is Cristina.

Cristina, who found her Ian, exclaimed.

“Huh? You’re cheap then!”

“Are you the kid who picks up fallen bread?”

It seems like a cliché in a romantic comedy, but after the exchange of somewhat awkward lines.

Ian thought for a moment about their first meeting.

‘Why am I cheap?’

Did I do something wrong?

Nothing came to mind.

“But why am I cheap?”

“Because I ignored the 3 second rule!”

“No, that’s…”

I gave up after trying to say, “It’s been 3 seconds.”

I don’t know why this type of child….

“Are you going to refute my theory that even food that falls on the floor is safe to eat if you pick it up within 3 seconds?”

Because I thought I would say.

Originally, those who do research in a basement like this always have a missing screw somewhere.

Fortunately, Ian was used to dealing with this kind of human being.

Cracked pride after endless research.

If you fill that up a little bit, this type of person easily relaxes.

“Sorry. I was short of it. You’re right.”

Interest and endless chatter.

To say that you are right without refutation.

That is what makes research students so eager to be refuted, criticized, and rejected for every paper they publish.

“…Hmm?”

The corner of the girl’s mouth goes up with her arms crossed.

And then they say this.

“There’s no one inside right now, would you like to come in for a minute?”

“It’s an honor.”

Grind.

Cristina, who kept raising her mouth, shut the door to her lab as soon as her Ian came inside.

Then he immediately grabbed Ian’s hand.

“Come here.”

The place she headed towards was a table in the corner of the lab.

She sits on it first.

“A secret from others?”

Cristina puts her finger to her lips, closing her eyes on one side of her.

“Because I’m only showing it to you.”

She puts her hand inside her own gown.

Then he took out a small piece of stone.

‘As expected, it’s the same as the one I picked up.’

Christina placed it on the lab bench in the corner of the table.

It floats around half-slanted.

“Oh.”

It’s a phenomenon he’s already seen, but Ian pretended to be moderately surprised.

Because Christina’s half-dead eyes were shining perfectly like jewels just now.

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“How is it? How is it! It’s amazing!”

“That’s right. But what can I say…”

Cristina narrowed her eyes at Ian’s worried face for a moment.

“Hmph. You think this is a scam too? This is a floating stone. It only existed in legends.”

“A floating stone?”

“Yes. In fact, I would like to raise it a little more if possible, but it’s not easy. I’m thinking about some conditional expressions, but if they are improved, they’ll probably float perfectly.”

Ian’s eyes lit up at the appearance of the topic he had hoped for.

Ian’s purpose was the conditional expression for that compound.

“As expected, this is a great research. From the first time I met you, I thought you were unusual.”

“hehehehe…”

Cristina, mushy at the praise that flowed from her mouth like grease.

Ian asked if she wanted this chance.

“That conditional expression…”

“Sorry, I can’t tell you that.”

Her eyes suddenly become serious.

“Yes. It must have been made after hundreds and thousands of attempts. I was wrong for asking carelessly.”

“No, what… You might be curious? Rather, do you think I’m sorry that I couldn’t answer?”

As expected. To be honest, I didn’t expect to be informed.