These were some rather unserious final thoughts. No talk of reunions and partings, no stirring up trouble—just some everyday chatter. Save the troublemaking for Mecha Wars World; after all, we could still see each other there every day.
Speaking of how this book began, Yi Zui still remembered why it was started. After having a child, she increasingly realized how hard it was to find a balance between work and family. When a child was young, they needed a great deal of time and someone watching over them every day, day and night.
Yi Zui married early and had a child early. Back then, she was still a teacher—not teaching classes, just managing homerooms—while also holding a part-time position in academic affairs. Or looking at it the other way around, she worked in academic affairs while also managing several classes. During the school term, she was very busy. Students had all sorts of nonsense going on: drinking, fighting, dating, conflicts. The things these students got up to were beyond anything you could imagine.
She personally managed around two hundred students, and on top of the academic affairs work, there were countless miscellaneous matters every day: meetings, forms, school events large and small. There really was no shortage of things to do. As for the pay, it was nowhere near what it had been in recent years; only the year-end bonus was a little better. But back then, she truly did not care how much she earned. She could pat her chest and say, "Your girl's got money and family assets." She simply liked that job.
But later, the business lost money. Others owed her a great deal, and she owed others a great deal too. To many people, several hundred thousand might have been a small sum, but to her,