Chapter 139: VOL 2 - 84: Diligent students.
Several hours later, Erik finished the class and gathered the desks and the board he had taken out halfway through, while the siblings headed into the interior of the cruiser with their hands full of books. After rearranging everything, a comfortable sofa appeared out of nowhere near Erik, courtesy of Seraphina, who sent him a warm smile. The star-haired boy responded with a flying kiss as he plopped down on the couch, exhausted.
"Teaching is really exhausting..."
Erik muttered to himself while his masters sat on either side of him. Eleonora carefully took her beloved disciple's head and placed it on her lap, while Sigrún took Erik's feet and gently removed his boots with smooth, clearly practiced movements. At the same time, Ignis and Ebonique landed softly on Erik, their sizes reduced so they could comfortably settle on his chest.
"Our little Erik is a great teacher, fufu." Looking tenderly at her disciple's face on her lap, Eleonora spoke in a playful tone as she massaged Erik's temples with delicate affection.
"Yes, our little Erik has grown up and is now a full-fledged man who nurtures his own assistants, hehe."
Sigrún added with a proud, mischievous smile as she held her hands out in the air, where Seraphina dropped a thick, pale green cream that released a delicate floral scent. At that moment, Erik commented in a weary tone.
"It was way more tiring than I imagined; I didn't know teaching could be so exhausting..."
"Don't worry, over time you'll get used to it and it'll become easier. I thought the same when I had to teach my first class, but now I do it with ease..." Sigrún remarked cheerfully and gently, beginning to massage Erik's feet with dedication and a technique very similar to the one Seraphina used for her full-body massages.
"If Sig says so, it must be true. After all, back then she fought with the director for almost a year because she didn't want to teach at the university, and she only gives one class a year, fufu."
Eleonora chimed in with laughter, looking mischievously at her sworn sister, just as Seraphina let a transparent facial lotion drop into her outstretched hands. Inside it, tiny crystals of various colors could be seen, seemingly pulsing with mana. Sigrún, visibly annoyed, burst out.
"Hey! Don't make me look bad!"