Emilin looked at the two people sitting opposite her with suspicion reflected in her eyes.

Her gaze went from the hot pot to the two men.

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Back and forth.

Back and forth.

When she finally couldn’t take it anymore, she put her chopsticks down and swallowed the remaining food in her mouth.

“What is it?” She asked hesitantly.

No matter how lacking in understanding of social cues, surely even someone with their EQ in the negatives would be able to tell that something was up if the people you were having supper with weren’t eating, instead, staring at you with “I have something to say” written all over their faces.

Emilin was only hesitant because she didn’t know what was coming.

“Haha, right,” Xander said with some awkwardness in his tone as he scratched his head.

Levi looked at Xander who was finally speaking and sighed.

While Xander was trying to figure that out, Levi was alas able to lift his own chopsticks and start eating.

There were some really nice cuts here, so it would be a waste if he didn’t try some.

As for the matters that Xander had to deal with since he was dealing with them, Levi would no longer let that affect his appetite.

It would only be a problem if Xander didn’t ask and then proceeded to sigh and groan all day like he was some depressed teen worried about the feelings of his first love.

Then, Levi, who had to hear it all, would be wishing he was either deaf or heartless or both.

He had enough of that bullsh*t

“Master,” Xander spoke like a little girl who was looking for the right wording.

Let me just tell you, there is no “right” wording at the moment.

You only have the honor of finding out what you should have said after the moment when you reflect on all your life choices.

“Just tell me.”

As for Emilin, she was praying for the best and preparing herself for the worst.

‘What was making Xander so troubled?’ She questioned in her mind.

There were only so many things.

If it was something like cancer, then that was good.

At least that could be dealt with.

But if it was something like emotional support.

Sorry, but Emilin felt like she needed that more than him.

But what was for sure was that all this dragging and stalling was keeping Emilin on her toes and her nerves were screaming.

She just wanted to shout, “What is it! Tell me!”

But sadly, her vocal cords weren’t working according to her will.

Just her luck.

“Master, I want to learn pharmaceuticals!”

There.

Xander finally came out with it.

“Hah?” Emilin was, dumbfounded, to say the least.

All that for just this?

“Well, Master, I know that though you said that I will be your heir to both your knowledge and title, but with the vast amount of knowledge Master is in possession of, it will be no trouble for you to make a few more titles for yourself and teach a few more heirs,” Xander laid out all the truths, but there was only one thought in Emilin’s mind.

Are you crazy?

Why would she go looking for more people?

Emilin released a sigh of relief to find out that this whole thing was in fact, just blown out of proportions.

But before she was even given the chance to clarify, Xander seemed to find the need to clear things up first.

“I know that Master must have her own plans and that you may have already found someone else to inherit other parts of your medical knowledge, after all, it would be quite hard for one to learn everything,” Xander continued.

He spoke really rationally and logically, yet at the same time, he seemed to have missed the fact that what he was saying to be incredibly hard or near impossible to do, as in learning everything, had a perfect example of accomplishment.

And that person just so happened to be the one right in front of him.

Though of course, Emilin hadn’t acquired this knowledge through normal means.

But his worries and thoughts were not out of place as currently, M was definitely not known for pharmaceuticals and Xander wouldn’t even have known that Emilin had such extensive knowledge in the field if not for the circumstances that lead him to meet her in person.

It wouldn’t be surprising if Emilin was going to move into the pharmaceutical field under another alias (which was her original plan), but that would also lower the possibilities for Xander to inherit the knowledge unless he also inherited that other title (aka. alias).

“It may be presumptuous of me since I don’t know what Master’s plans are as of yet, but when I heard of the pills Master is making, I just knew that I had to learn!” Xander was getting more and more pumped up and his respect for Emilin only grew by the day as his tone followed suit.

But he wasn’t able to finish his long-winded speech as Emilin finally interrupted.

“Of course, you’ll be learning the pharmaceuticals!”

‘In fact, you’ll be learning everything!’

‘And I mean everything!’

Emilin didn’t say that last part out loud for fear of scaring the guy off.

Emilin couldn’t stand the allegations of being dealt with more useless work than she was ready mentally for and thus she waved Xander off and motioned for him to eat.

“Eat, eat, eat,” Emilin waved with chopsticks at hand.

If this continued any further, she wouldn’t even know what to say.

It had already taken her quite a bit to come up with the right words that weren’t too perfunctory nor ranty.

She didn’t have the brainpower for this right now.

“Master, then do you know when I will learn it?” Xander asked with food in his mouth.

“Do you want to start learning it sooner?” Emilin replied back with a question.

Xander nodded fervently.

He was hoping that Emilin could possibly move pharmaceuticals up a slot.

He had yet to find out all the content of what he was being taught, but he knew that it wouldn’t end at where he was now, even if it wasn’t everything Emilin knew.

Or else he would just become a shame and bring down the reputation of M’s future name.

But what he didn’t know was that he would sorely regret this impulsive action of his in the near future.

Emilin nodded as if to say that she would take his thoughts into consideration, and they went on to happily eat hot pot.

Xander was so happy that night that he slept with a smile on his face.

A smile that stayed there until the next day, that is, until lessons resumed.

‘What is this!!!’ He screamed inwardly.

Xander was having a mental breakdown early in the morning while questioning most of his life choices.

Where had he gone so wrong?

Sadly, this was a rhetorical question as he knew exactly where he had gone wrong, and it could be said that this was mostly his own doing.

He had brought it upon himself.

Xander had the feeling of having gifted himself to the devil and even asked her to torture him. T-T