Sera clenched her teeth and laughed.

That crusty and wrinkled hand had already touched her waist one too many times!

At the age of 23, she had numerous experiences in dealing with sexual harassments as a tutor. After all, she is considered quite pretty due to her blue eyes and black hair.

“If I hadn’t died from overwork…23 years ago, I would have gone to the police station and report you regardless of whether you are rich or a duke.”

“Duke Bethman, I’d like to share with you the curriculum that I’ll be conducting in the future when I’m in charge of Prince Alizée’s class.”

She took out several thick books onto a well-crafted wooden desk. Despite her gentle tone and smile, her attitude when handling the books was quite rough.

“Education for Children of 7 Years Old,” “History Curriculum for Children of Seven Years Old,” “Basic Mathematics for Children Vol. 1,” “Art for Children Vol 1,” “Beautiful Music of Adelio,” and “Moral values for Adelio Children Vol 1. – Stories of Good Children.”

All of them were books used in the curriculum prepared for the son of the Duke of Bethman, but the Duke looked down with an indifferent face and turned his head.

Her fair neck, red lips, and slim waist were the only things that interested Duke Bethman.

“You have a very desirable body.”

The sound of the Duke’s drooling mouth, and his rude unapologetic glance swept across Sera’s body. His lust seeps out through his faded gray eyes.

“Duke!”

Sera slammed the thickest book, “Moral values for Adelio Children Vol 1. – Stories of Good Children” onto her desk with great distress.

Surprised by the sudden loud noise, he quickly released his hand. He looked embarrassed.

“Hmm. Hmm. Well… What did you say, Miss Sera?”

“When I’m in charge of Prince Alizée’s class, this is the curriculum and progress chart that I’m going to use while teaching him.”

With a deep frown, she tried to contain her anger. Her white fingers pressed firmly into the texts on the curriculum.

‘You should be the one who needs to read the “Moral values for Adelio Children Vol 1. – Stories of Good Children” first, not by Prince Alizée.’

Sera felt terrible that she had to break her principle to “always smile for your customers.”

It was not a wise thing to do either as the Duke was a powerful man. She would have done better if she hid her unpleasant feelings.

However, it was difficult to suppress her anger because the Duke was the type of person she loathed the most.

“This is the level of performance of Prince Alizée’s in the quiz I gave him last week.”

She took a graph out of a huge bag and ****** it in front of the Duke. It was a distribution graph of Alizée’s marks, created and scored by herself.

“Hmm… What level?”

Duke Bethman’s eyes were busy looking around the paper. He bit his lips unpleasantly and rolled his eyes, he seemed to have no idea what “level” meant.

‘It seems to have passed down from father to son.’

The Duke’s seven-year-old son, Alizée Bethman, Sera clenched her tongue as she noticed how similar the young child is to his father. Alizée’s score at the far left of the chart was below the national average.

In the Adelio Empire, all noble families receive higher education early on. A properly educated aristocrat would never have shown such bad results. Considering the future of the Bethman family, the Duke would need to start improving the performance of his heir now.

I thought you’d say, “What should I do from now on?”

It was a moment when a customer’s cautiousness was swept away by anxiety for his child’s future.

The desired scenario was always the same. If Sera put forward a curriculum, progress table, and suggestions to the parents, those who are enthusiastic about their children’s education would sign up immediately.

Most importantly, she needed to explain how inefficient it is to teach children aged 7 to 12 by assigning different teachers for each subject, and to emphasize the need for only one tutor for all subjects. In a noble society where 1:1 home-schooling was conducted by one teacher for each subject, Sera’s words were like a lightning bolt from a clear blue sky. However, after explaining the system in details, they would always choose Sera in the end.

It was the anxiety that if they did not follow her innovative educational methodology, they might fall behind other people’s children.

Even when most people say that swordsmanship and magic can only be effectively taught by professional swordsmen and wizards. 100% of the parents would still choose her as their tutor after their children had taken part in her play classes. The winner of the game was and would always be Sera Popo.

The children who had tasted the new world of play classes begged their parents to hire Sera, and she would get a lot of money from it. This was her standard business model.

However, this method did not work for this stupid pervert, so she had to change her plans.

Complimenting the parents was always the starting point.

“Duke, Prince Alizée is an outstanding child.”

However, her compliment was taken wrongly by the Duke’s full-blown ego.

“That’s right. The famous tutor Sera is very different indeed; you have a very good eye for students of caliber.”

“But the Prince who is like you, is not able to perform to the best of his abilities with normal education.”

‘Excellent!’. She whispered to herself and almost bit her tongue. Sera delivered her words calmly in a serious voice.

“What? Can’t you even do your job properly? What do I need you for?”

The Duke’s face became red and blue as if he had heard this plenty of times like an angry goat.

She firmly bit her lips to stop herself from laughing at the Duke’s behaviour. She took out the stuff in the bag with slowly and carefully.

It was a set of beautifully crafted building blocks and colourful pieces of stones that is commonly used for teaching in elementary schools in Korea.

“This is a teaching aid I developed. Such an outstanding child like Prince Alizée has advanced intellect. We need to utilize a lot of teaching aids for children of the same age to keep up with his learning prowess.”

The Duke couldn’t take his eyes off the object he had never seen before. Subsequently, Sera nodded as she explained how to use the teaching aid through simple demonstrations.

“So, how much does it cost to teach Alizée?”

Duke Bethman, who was prepared to negotiate the price, waited for Sera’s answer with a nervous look.

‘Sera Popo. The best tutor in the Adelio Empire. I know. How much should I ask for? He is guilty of touching my body, so I’ll ask for more.’

Singing joyfully in her heart, Sera took out the stiffest piece of paper from her bag.

The Duke of Bethman tried to snatch the paper away and read it, but Sera whacked his hand. The bewildered Duke’s eyes turned to Sera.

“It’s a little pricey, Duke.”

“How much is the tuition fee for two sessions a week?”

The Duke’s words made Sera smile. She slowly drew a table to show the amount of tuition fee for 40 minutes x 5 sessions, once a week, twice a week, thrice a week, four times a week and five times a week.Sera grabbed a red pen and circled the amount below the “twice a week.”

“Do you mean 30 golds twice a week!”

She shook her head quietly instead of answering.

The Duke opened his surprised eyes wide and looked down at Sera. 30 gold! It was quite a lot for tuition. Thirty gold coins were a month worth of salary for court knights working in the Adelio Empire.

But Sera didn’t stop here. With an embarrassed look on her face, she wrote “x 2” at the circled part.

“You mean 60 gold!”

He yelled at Sera not believing his own eyes, the proposed tuition fee is completely unimaginable.

“For a gifted child as smart as Prince Alizée, the price of education will need to be much higher. Duke.”

‘Education is the most expensive commodity anytime, anywhere. In my previous life, Korea’s education cost was very high as well. Come on now, open your wallet. Duke.’

The Duke took a long breath as she waited in excitement. The amount felt burdensome.

“Duke, the Duchess would have spared no amount of money on your education. I’m sure you said it would be okay if it was twice the price. I’m busy, too, so anyone else besides Master Alizée wants….”

Sera closed her mouth at the right moment as she baits a sense of remorse from Duke Bethman who could easily dedicate 60 golds every month.

Duke Bethman’s hand grabs her fair spotless hand. He holds a pen in his wrinkled fat hand, and tries to interlock his fingers with hers.

Sera stared at him in disbelief.

“I’ll give you twice as much. How about 120 golds.”

120 gold. That amount of money is enough to buy a carriage. It was a huge sum of money, but it’s nothing for the Bethman family.

He looked at Sera convinced she would not refuse it.

“It’s 120 gold every month.”

The Duke squeezed his hand further. It was sexual harassment in plain sight. He was looking for a sexual relationship.

‘I know I love money, but not so much to go into this kind of perversion!’

Sera shook off the Duke’s hand as hard as she could and jumped up from her seat. The duke did not expect her to have such a reaction.

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it. Duke.”

A cold voice, completely different from before, answers back toward the Duke.

“120 gold. It’s not easy for a nobleman to come up with such money. I’m making it easy for you. Miss Sera.”

He was a man who had a daughter as old as her. It was not the first time she had to experience this; there were plenty of people who dreamt of having an immoral relationship with their tutor. However, there was no one as rude and shameless as to directly request for it.

As he tried to wrap his hands around her waist slowly, Sera raised her hand out of displeasure.

WHACK!

The Duke flustered as his hand was forced away, he looked at Sera. After a while, he started breathing heavily and his nostrils flared as he realized what had happened.

“Are you rejecting me now? Miss Sera.”

“Duke, I don’t want to hear my name coming out of your mouth.”

The Duke of Bethman glanced greedily over her body with his gray eyes.

‘My skin is crawling.’

Sera took a step back and instinctively ran to the nearest exit. The books and teaching aids she brought were still on the desk, but it was not the time to think about such a thing.

‘I have to run away. The Duke is a dangerous man.’

As soon as she reached the doorknob, a damp, unpleasant smell of tobacco came from behind her. It was the Duke of Bethman.

His large hand grabbed over her hand at the doorknob. Sera started to feel frightened. She felt suffocated and trembled in fear of a terrible future that might soon occur.

“You must prevail. You can’t win with your strength. You must find an alternative way.’

She tried to think rationally while her body was shaking in fear. She paused for a moment and looked back at the Duke with a clear sweet smile as usual.

“I must have been too naive and short-sighted.”