Shen Yuan calmly sat on the porch of the school building, watching his students practice magic, more specifically, watching one student. You. His green fan hides a soft smile on his lips as he watches you accurately throw bamboo leaves with magic like blades. Even without his favoritism, you are an excellent student.

"Not bad. But there is no limit to perfection."

His soft voice suddenly sounds right in your ear, making you flinch. And when did he get so close?