CH 136

The Sylirium Aristocratic School sometimes has odd classes that are one-offs.

It is not fixed as to what day of the week and what time every week, but it is said that only a rough time of the school year is fixed.

Immediately after entering the school, there was a “Ribbon knotting class”. Students who couldn’t tie the knots in a vertical manner were given detention. It was in this class that Cain learned for the first time that there are different types of ribbon knots. He has been practicing it secretly ever since, hoping to tie it in his hair when he meets Diana. 

One of these strange classes, called “ironing class,” was held today.

The teacher said that if I washed and ironed the handkerchief myself to return the borrowed handkerchief, my feelings would surely be conveyed. What’s with that?

The shape of the iron was not so different from the ones we have in modern Japan. It is a ship-shaped iron plate with a pointed tip and a square back, on which is placed a large amount of metal to serve as a weight, and a handle to hold it.

The iron of the Rimut Blake was designed to heat up the iron plate part through heat magic with a magic stone. 

Since Sylirium is a country with little or no magic, it is not a magic stone iron.

Charcoal is placed in a small seven-wheeled iron, and the iron is placed on top of the charcoal to heat the iron plate. The heat is so high that handkerchiefs and other items to be ironed get burnt, so a towel with plenty of water is placed next to the charcoal wheel, and once the iron is pressed against it, the temperature is adjusted for ironing.

“Be careful not to burn yourself, and iron your handkerchief.”

The teacher shows us a sample.

A handkerchief was prepared, which was so crumpled that it looked as if it had been washed with the handkerchief in its pocket and only discovered when it was time to dry.

Even though it was to show the effect of the iron in an easy-to-understand manner, Cain was so impressed by the wrinkled handkerchief and asked himself how they could prepare such a crumpled handkerchief.

The teacher first grabbed both ends of the handkerchief with his hands and shook the handkerchief to make a patting sound to spread it out. Then, when he spread it out on a flat ironing board, he grabbed the handle of the iron and placed it lightly on top of the wet towel to lower the temperature.

As he did so, a sizzling sound of evaporating water was heard, and an “Oh!” came from the classroom.

He ironed from the middle of the cloth to the edge and from the middle to the edge. In no time at all, the wrinkled handkerchief became a clean, wrinkle-free piece of cloth.

“This is the basics, isn’t it?”

With that, he pinches the two edges of the handkerchief with his fingers and lifts it up high for all the students in the classroom to see.

He then put the handkerchief back on the ironing board again, this time folding it in two and ironing the folds. The ironed handkerchief, folded in four, was held up above his head again for all to see.

“If you iron a folded handkerchief, you can make a beautifully folded handkerchief like this. Let’s apply it.”

The teacher then ironed it into a fan shape.

“It’s best to iron it when you put it on your chest as a pocket chief, so it doesn’t fall apart.”

Fold it so that it twists in the middle and then iron it.

“If you put this in your waist pocket, it will look like a cat is peeking out.”

He showed the students how to fold a handkerchief decoratively by ironing it.

Then he encouraged the students to try it out.

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In fact, the on-campus part-time workers had been doing a part-time job of “making wrinkled handkerchiefs” a few days earlier. Cain also participated.

The part-time students above the second grade looked at him as if to say, “Oh, it’s that time of year,” but they didn’t say what they were going to use them for.

The teacher said, “Today we will iron,” and handed out handkerchiefs, and that was the first time I knew they were for this.

I thought it was a meaningless part-time job, but I had no idea it was for making teaching materials.

Cain, in a previous life, of course, used an iron. In his previous life, Cain was a man who washed his own shirts, so he ironed them himself. Of course, he used an electric iron that he plugged in and heated up.

In Rimut Blake, I think Il Valeno used a magic stone iron, but Cain, the duke’s son, had never used one.

He picked up the iron on the mini seven-wheel and placed it on a wet towel. The sound of sizzling sound is heard and steam climbs up from the gap between the iron and the towel. The sizzling sound could be heard from all over the classroom.

I didn’t want to burn the handkerchief, so I put it on a wet towel too much and the temperature dropped too low, so the wrinkles got longer but not so crisp. Cain tilted his head like a music gamer who had missed a perfect score in a game, and he put the iron on the charcoal iron again to heat it up.

After repeating the process several times, he found the perfect temperature, and finally, Cain’s handkerchief became a crisp and clean cloth.

“Cain, you are very skillful,” he said. “Can you do it again?”

A teacher who was making the rounds in the classroom was watching Cain and praised him.

The teacher glanced at him and said, “It’s very clever of you to start with a low temperature and gradually increase it.”

The teacher glanced to the side and saw Dindirana, who was looking at the blackened handkerchief and half-smiling.

It seems that he had ironed the handkerchief without turning the temperature down fully and burnt it. Looking around, I saw that Arruarat and Gelatoni were ironing without burning their handkerchiefs.

Arruarat’s handkerchief was neatly folded in four, but Gelatoni’s handkerchief seemed to have been misaligned when he folded it, and the part overlapping the bottom part was sticking out.

Julien was in the middle of ironing with a serious face as he was being approached by Sillylea in various ways.

“Cain. Next, please try your hand at folding decorations.”

“Yes.”

The teacher called out and walked away to see the next student.

Cain looked at the square handkerchief for a while, then nodded and began to fold the handkerchief with the iron in his hand.

“Oh, it’s a flying dragon, isn’t it? You are very clever.”

Julien, looking into Cain’s hand, saw a decoratively folded handkerchief and said so.

The so-called “origami crane” was placed on Cain’s hand.

Indeed, the long, thin neck, rounded body, and tapered tail are all similar to those of a flying dragon. In fact, the shape is closer to that of a flying dragon than that of a crane.

Come to think of it, don’t cranes have long tails? Cain thought back to the past for a moment.

After that, the flying dragon handkerchief became popular among some students.

But you can’t break the flying dragon. If you wipe your hands on it, it will fall apart! Pity! Some students showed bad manners inappropriate for an aristocrat, for example, they waved their hands to drain water or rubbed their hands in their uniform pants to wipe them.

Later, it became popular to embroider a pattern on the wings of a flying dragon as a gift, but that is another story