"Paid exchanges?"
Isane seemed to think of something. She raised her head and pointed toward the treatment room. "Do you mean the knowledge written on the blackboard inside?" After saying that, her face flushed, and she hurriedly added, "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to peek. It's just... just..."
"Not at all!!"
Duan Mu's eyes lit up. As long as she was interested, that was enough. What he feared was that she would have no interest whatsoever in what he knew. After all, Duan Mu wasn't entirely sure whether his Kido would catch Isane's attention.
"These things are just some of my humble personal opinions. If you like them, you can copy them down. If there's anything incorrect, please don't hesitate to correct me. After all, I came up with all this by myself. Since I haven't had anyone to exchange ideas with, I don't even know whether I've gone down the wrong path or which parts are mistaken."
"You're too modest."
After hearing that Duan Mu didn't mind her peeking, Isane quietly relaxed, but she still said somewhat awkwardly, "After reading what you wrote on the blackboard, I was actually the one who benefited greatly. No matter what, I have to apologize to you. I entered without your permission and even looked at what you wrote."
Although she didn't know where he had learned his Kido, the knowledge on the blackboard alone proved that he wasn't the swindler she had imagined. And judging from Hanatarou's appearance... he didn't seem to have come here to study because he was dissatisfied with her. Rather, Duan Mu genuinely possessed the qualifications to teach a seated officer.
Although his spiritual pressure wasn't particularly strong—even somewhat inferior to that of an ordinary squad member—Kotetsu Isane didn't look down on him in the slightest. The