Guide to the Education and Training of Girls with Mentally Abnormalities

Chapter 34 Testing

The water flowing in the backwater will linger when it fails to go forward, and the girl who has not found the answer in her heart will ask similar questions again with doubts and fantasies.

"Speaking of which, does Edmund have any dreams for the future?"

"I?"

Edmund thought for a moment, then lightly tapped his fingertips on the table, making a tapping sound.

"Actually, it's just like what you answered earlier, Miss Edith."

"To put it more delicately, it's about having a corner of your own in this world, where you can spend a happy and peaceful life with your family in a cozy little home that isn't spacious or luxurious."

family.

Ugh.

The trope of time travelers in novels being all alone and adrift has now become a joke for Edmund—even though he himself has simply arrived in a different world from his family.

But to them, their sudden disappearance and lack of news was not much different from being dead.

At most, it adds a sliver of hope that "not finding a body means the person may not actually be dead."

As for having a peaceful corner of his own in this other world?

Edmund recalled the morning when he first arrived in this strange world.

I remember that night when I fought with someone for a sheltered alleyway and, during the first struggle, plunged a dagger into another person's neck, the warm, crimson liquid gurgling out.

I also remembered the first time I made up my mind to gamble all the money I had, plus a high-interest loan, on that afternoon when I pretended to be an adventurer and sneaked into a high-class banquet.

Bright lights and lively atmosphere, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts.

"An adventurer?! Such an outstanding adventurer, yet I've never seen you in Kalumbell City before. From where did you come from?"

"It is because I spent my youth and years exploring this great land created by the gods that I was able to meet you in this beautiful city after my journey ended..."

And the achievement of the first training session: According to the employer's idea, using unvarnished horror adventure stories to dissuade spoiled young men who wanted to go to the dungeon to their deaths should be considered as a safety knowledge training session with the theme of "always sounding the alarm for safety, living a happy and peaceful life".

In this place where commoners are no match for the dogs trained by nobles, where dead people are as common as tree branches broken by the wind, and where being able to eat your fill and take a bath every day is considered the life of the upper class.

In a world where "whether or not we can see the sun rise the next morning" is a real question, not a joke.

Having just escaped hunger and cold, Edmund had no interest in fantasizing about the future.

"Spending a happy and peaceful life with my family is what I also want in my heart."

"It's just that my former family doesn't want me anymore."

"But I haven't found a new family that belongs only to me yet," the girl said with a smile.

"But what prompted Edmund to leave home and embark on this adventure?"

She shifted her chair, moving closer to the young man.

The streets were filled with the hustle and bustle of market vendors. The pedestrians and merchants coming and going were like the neon-lit streets in a romantic idol drama, becoming the backdrop for the person in the girl's eyes amidst the red and green lights and voices.

In Edith's memory.

Regardless of who Edmund became partners with in the simulation, he never revealed his origins.

Even the one that left the deepest impression on Edith.

That time when I embraced my whole world under the yellow sand and the setting sun.

Edmund never mentioned his origins to Edith.

"Even if I don't know your past, having you in the present and the future is enough." The girl had thought this countless times.

But if I can't have your past.

What I have.

Is he still the complete Edmund?

Edmund had no idea that the girl in front of him had thought of so many things in just a few seconds.

He glanced at Esther beside him.

"My hometown is even farther away than hers."

"My origins are far more complex than hers..." Edmund shook his head, as if he were mixing the thousands of unspoken words in his heart into the following short sentence.

"If we had a choice."

"Who would willingly leave their home and go to a faraway place that even their parents have never heard of?"

Why is there still no useful information?

It's always the same vague and ambiguous response.

Edith's tone dimmed along with Edmund's expression, and the curiosity on her face slowly faded, replaced by apology and guilt that said, "I didn't mean to ask you that question."

It turns out that the owner is also someone who can't go home.

relatives.

The girl closed her eyes, and the kind and gentle faces of the old nun and the priest appeared before her.

It is the hunched figure bidding farewell to oneself in the sunlight.

But apart from them, there was no one else to be found.

Miss Edith was expelled from the family.

But her father and mother, as well as her sister and other siblings, are still with her—though she can't see them all the time, at least they are in the same city.

But myself…

Esther has no memory of her relatives or parents.

All she knew was that she had been found by her grandfather, the pastor, in the snowy night: any later, and perhaps Esther wouldn't be here today.

She lowered her head, looking at her slender, white fingers resting on her lap, then slowly moved to the large hand that the young man casually placed on the bench.

If I had an older brother, if I could find my father.

Their hands must be just as large and reassuring.

The silent, silver-haired girl buried her thoughts deep within her heart, as quietly as a withered leaf falling in the wind.

However, in Edith and Edmund's view...

Esther remained as hesitant, indifferent, and wooden as ever.

An innocent girl has no dark secrets.

How much of a sordid past could someone like Esther, with such clear eyes and not a single impure thought, possibly have?

Thinking of this, Edith felt a pang of jealousy: she could imagine how meticulously Edmund had cared for and protected the young lady in distress on the way to escort Esther.

"Oh, I see..."

Edith's gaze slowly shifted from Edmund's face, but she still unconsciously frowned as she passed Esther.

Even though she knew that showing her jealousy and dissatisfaction with Esther too obviously would not be good for her future relationship with Edmund, the girl still could not suppress the evil fire in her heart that felt "what she had been taken away".

"Miss Edith." Edmund calmly brought up the topic during the awkward silence.

"As your employed housekeeper, it is my duty to optimize expenditures and account structure, and to plan future expenditures based on existing funds. Therefore, I have been reviewing the bills provided to me by your personal maid, which include all your expenses since you left the family."

"There's one question that's a little puzzling to me."

Why did you choose to purchase this property at 179 Green Oak Street?