Restore Your Smile

The Case of the Saint (1)

The next day, before the school bell rang, Mr. Saint reminded James of his plans yesterday.

"Well, will you, sir?" tanyakanya.

"Yes. I will be here until the second lesson is over. If Priscillia ever again avoids Mr. Saint's lessons, just ask her to meet me here. Later we go to the BK room together and I will ask questions there," replied James.

"Nipp .... I'll go first, sir. Again, thank you very much, Mr. James," said Mr. Santo, rising from his chair, as the bell rang.

"Together, sir," said James in response to Mr. Saint.

Then Mr. Santo immediately left the teacher's room to teach. Likewise with other teachers who have similar tasks. The atmosphere in the teacher room suddenly quieted down. There are only a few teachers left there.

About 15 minutes later, there was a knock on the door with someone.

"Excuse me, I was asked to see Mr. James."

Seeing who was coming, made the teachers gasp. Nervously, they showed me where James' table was.

Without raising his head, James already knew who was coming. He was well acquainted with the owner of the voice.

Without waiting, James immediately got up from his seat and drew closer to Priscillia.

"Let's go to BK's room" he asked. Priscillia immediately nodded her excuse sign towards the other teachers and followed James behind her.

The teachers could only nod back at Priscillia, then stare at their departure curiously. After the two figures were no longer visible, they immediately shook off what they had just seen.

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After they sat facing each other, James opened the conversation, "Saint Brother complained to me, if you have never participated in outdoor sports. Is that true?"

"Yes, that's right, sir," answered Priscillia in short.

"Is there a reason?"

"I used to say to you that I don't like the sun. Didn't you?"

"There's another more crucial reason than that?"

"Oh, if for today, there is, sir. Because today the practice of swimming sports, I can not follow it because it is coming months," answered Priscillia casually.

James' ears flushed to hear the woman's special reason spoken so plainly before him, which was in fact a man. Does this kid not care to say it? thought James.

James was desperately trying to control his expression to make it look calm. It didn't take long, he continued his sentence, "OK. I understand for today. What about the previous one?"

"I can bring a doctor's certificate if you need one."

"No. I don't need it. I know with your status, such a thing is easy you can just justify your reason. What I need here is honesty. I'm sure you're aware that the reason for your 'dislike of the sun' is very mild, isn't it?"

Priscillia fell silent and bowed her head, something new this time happened throughout the history of their conversation.

As Priscillia remained silent, James continued, "Do you know that your actions that avoid the lesson of the Saint for a thousand and one reasons may offend her?"

"Yes, I know. But I don't care." Priscillia replied with her head still down. But James could still see his expression when he said that.

The usual Priscillia would generally answer James with her mysterious smile, with her high self-control, and ambiguous word selection. Those are the things that usually make it difficult for James to guess his mind. But this time Priscillia clearly showed her dislike. His eyebrows frowned and his lips pursed.

James felt that Priscillia was beginning to show a hidden side of herself. He hoped, who knows with him behaving so Priscillia could open her heart.

Ting tililling .... Trililing ting ting .... A melody that became the ringtone of a mobile phone sounded.

"sorry. May I see my HP for a moment, sir?" priscillia asked for permission.

"Please" replied James.

Priscillia immediately took out her HP from behind her skirt pocket and focused herself there. James was somewhat surprised by the fact that these students at SMU were allowed to bring their own HP to school. Unlike the SMU era, where HP should not be carried. If you have to bring HP because of certain conditions, then the HP must be entrusted to the Administrative Room.

But his shock was immediately dashed when he recalled the HP Empyrean he saw at this moment. He did not know for sure about the rules of carrying a cell phone at this school. But if it is prohibited, is there a teacher who dares to confiscate the HP of a Priscillia? That thought made James smile.

"Sir, sorry, can we postpone the topic this time? There's something else I want to talk about. I promise to discuss this topic at a later time if you still want to discuss it." Suddenly Priscillia broke the silence that had been created between them.

"Can. What's up?" james asked when he saw Priscillia's attitude change.

"I just got word from Cecilia that my friends are currently in a dispute with Mr. Santo in the pool area. I'm worried about Rebecca. You know for yourself how his character is."

"Stretched because of what?" ask James.

"I can't explain it now. All I want to ask is do you still trust me?" priscillia asked with a straight look towards James.

James stunned. This time he did not see Priscillia with his trademark smile that invited him to play with words. Through Priscillia's gaze, he could see her seriousness.

"More precisely 'I want to trust you and still try to trust you', "James replied with a wise smile.

Hearing the reply from the teacher in front of her, Priscillia smiled as well. But this time what appeared was not his usual ignorant smile or mysterious smile, but rather the sincere smile given to the person he respected.

"May I ask your help then?" tanyakanya.

"Solicit what please?"

"Later, on the first break, can you bring Mr. Santo here? You just said that you have advised me and now there is something I want to tell him. But first please Mr. please invite the Headmaster to this room to be a witness. Can, Sir?"

"If you may know, what exactly are you planning?" asked James with frowning brows.

"Solve the problem of Mr. Santo with my friends and may also answer your questions regarding the topic we discussed earlier. I promise I will take full responsibility if you are harmed because of this" said Priscillia.

James remained silent. Somehow he felt like this problem was not a trivial one. But anyway, he had to give a decision at Priscillia's request.

"good. We did as you planned" James replied at last.

Priscillia's eyes sparkled at James' reply.

"Thank you, sir. Then, I'll excuse you first. I want to calm Rebecca down immediately," Priscillia said as she saluted in a bow like the Japanese usually do.

"Yes. Go ahead," said James giving permission.

Priscillia soon disappears from James's sight. James remained alone in the BK room while holding his throbbing head. Oh, myGod .... May I not make the wrong decision, his prayer in heart.

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