Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

"You remind me a lot of Ms. Mori." She repeated, trying to fully express her feelings.

Faced with different situations, she opened her mouth, but the frustration in her heart choked her: "None of you are human."

The feeling of being stuck in my throat didn't go away.

Yin Su immediately realized that something was inappropriate.

“I’m not insulting you… I just feel that teachers are different from us.”

He was like a spirit stone—a spirit stone like Ms. Mori—observing the disputes among "people".

It also differs from the form of the spirit stone.

Of course it's different.

The spirit stones are merely tools, and like other tools, they have different functions; like other tools, they are not human beings.

She couldn't tell.

"The teacher liked to watch us in a daze from the corner, and his eyes were often filled with sadness."

Mi Yaxing hadn't expected that a classmate would find time to observe him even during a fast-paced class.

"Is a person walking suddenly finding themselves facing a cliff?" She gestured, unwilling to give up. "The sadness comes out abruptly. Hmm, I unconsciously space out in class, and then I realize that I'm doing the same thing during class."

Mi Yaxing downplayed the seriousness of the matter: "Classmate, if Director Ling or Teacher Chang'en finds out you're not paying attention in class, the consequences will be severe."

His experience in avoiding topics came entirely from Rui Bu Si.

Will my teacher keep this a secret?

"Maybe?" He was still missing two books from the list he was looking for.

"Teacher Miya Xing." The bookshelf rustled, and a book landed on it with a soft thud.

Just one more book is needed.

"Ok?"

“I think if the magical prophecy book in the principal’s office had a ‘human’ form, it would probably look like you.” She finally found the right answer.

Just like Rui Bu Si's luck, she encountered people who were not easy to fool.

He froze.

"Perhaps we are more indifferent to emotions and more detached from worldly affairs—otherwise, with so much suffering in the world, why would it remain secluded in the office and never bothered with?"

The negative reviews he'd heard about the magical prophecy book mostly came from Director Parr—he didn't speak human language and was incomprehensible.

Now I heard another version from Yin Su.

A sharp sound interrupted his thoughts.

I'm sorry for the misunderstanding.

I've found all the books.

"It was a pleasure talking to you."

She left in a hurry, just as abruptly as she arrived.

Miya Xing returned to the faculty dormitory with the books in her arms. Rui Bu Si was still sitting in the same spot, expressionless, looking neither good nor bad.

Miya Xing guessed that she had just spoken with Huan Hun, or that a teacher had caught her and talked to her about her studies.

“Yin Su just came to see me.”

The voice is very soft.

"Ok?"

Huangwu subconsciously responded, then came to his senses a few seconds later, his brain processing the information he had received.

She asked, "Yin Su? What did she say?"

"They say I resemble the form of a forest star, and also a magical prophecy book."

"Wow," she exclaimed, fully regaining her senses, "she suspects you're some new kind of 'Facebook' magical artifact created by the Elders?"

"No, she suspects I'm a spy for the Dark Army."

The desolate eyes blinked and blinked, as if remembering something, and exclaimed, "Ah! She did tell me to stay away from you."

After exhaling, she exaggeratedly covered her mouth, as if she had accidentally revealed something that Miya Xing should not know.

Miya Xing stepped forward, moved the trash can to a different position, and looked down at it condescendingly: "Why didn't you tell me?"

She leaned back against the cushion, seemingly afraid: "I thought she was telling me to focus less on romance and more on studying."

This pretense shows absolutely no remorse or repentance; it's clearly just smugness.

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, my guesses are never accurate."

Miya Star stared at her without saying a word.

She couldn't hold on for more than a minute before bursting into laughter, her face turning red and her body going limp on the sofa.

Exhausted from laughing, only her head remained on the cushion, her body almost completely slipping off, supported only by her weak legs.

"I was wrong." She flailed futilely on the sofa.

"and then?"

"I'm feeling a bit unwell. Can you get me up first, and then we can talk?"

Unlike Yixin, who always wanted to see him in an embarrassing situation, Miya Xing didn't stand by for long and quickly pulled her up.

"Oh, be gentle, I'm very fragile!" she complained, trying to gloss over the situation.

Do you know what kind of magic can make someone shed endless tears?

"Chop the onion."

A rather clumsy attempt to divert attention.

Miya Xing spared a little attention to answer her, her gaze intense, clearly indicating that this matter would be difficult to let go of unless she made up a sequel.

Forced to face her gaze:

"The student council is going to hold an event, and I'll be performing on stage with our class. Would you like to come, Ms. Miya Xing?"

Her eyes darted around several times before she reassured herself, proving her innocence: "I didn't have any bad intentions! The atmosphere at school has been low lately, and President Wenli said she'd organize an event to cheer everyone up."

"What's the play?"

This means they're not going to pursue the matter further.

"The play, Oedipus Rex. Tragedy always seems to have an extra layer of allure, doesn't it?"

He crossed his arms, feigning mystery, and asked, "Want to know what role I'm playing?"

"Sphinx".

The Sphinx, a lion-headed beast sitting on a cliff, posing riddles to passersby—

What walks on four legs in the morning, on two legs at noon, and on three legs in the evening?

After Oedipus answered correctly, he jumped off a cliff in shame and anger.

"Wow, great detective." Her attempt to keep the suspense a failure didn't faze her; she clapped enthusiastically, but failed to create any real atmosphere.

"Didn't have any bad intentions?" Mi Yaxing asked with a half-smile.

The story of Oedipus Rex does not begin with his rise to power; the Sphinx is a dispensable character.

She only needs to appear briefly at the beginning.

She blushed and gestured with her thumb and forefinger to indicate a size the size of a mung bean: "Just a little bit."

Good news.

Qian Jin's condition has not worsened. He still cannot participate in strenuous activities such as magic training, but he can attend classes normally.

According to Teacher Chang'en's investigation, the misdiagnosis was caused by a malfunction in the health room's equipment, which was later found to be human error.

Based on the clues, the Cute Knights captured three members of the Dark Clan.

Interrogation revealed that these three individuals were also behind the epidemic.

"So you and Camaria are back together?"

"Yes, it's all thanks to her timely arrival." Although many days have passed since the incident and everything has settled down, Yin Su is still shaken.

She noticed someone acting suspiciously on campus and followed them, but somehow she gave herself away and was caught.

Fortunately, the Kamari patrol heard the commotion and rushed over immediately.

"That was close," Huangwu said, tears welling in her eyes as she grasped Yin Su's hand. "That day, I was thinking of having a midnight snack..."

"Alright, alright, don't cry." Helplessly, Yin Su picked up the handkerchief beside her and wiped away her friend's tears.

The more she wiped away the tears, the more they flowed.

She's always been optimistic and cheerful, never taking anything to heart; it's rare to see Shi Si Shi cry like this.

"This was my suggestion, so you can't be blamed."

As usual, Shi Si Shi and Xi Xi Ya had a big fight over some trivial matter that they didn't know the details of, and Shi Si Shi lost, which was rare for them.

She sobbed for half the night, feeling wronged. When she said she was hungry, Alois offered to buy her a late-night snack, but her sister Cecilia kept her from leaving.

The result is the current situation.

"Thank you, Su Su." She hugged Yin Su with a loud "Wah—" "I didn't want to cry either."

"then you……"

"The handkerchief you used to wipe my tears... it stings my eyes."

Yin Su looked down and examined it carefully; the corner of the handkerchief bore Cecilia's mark.

Cecilia would cry while clutching her handkerchief whenever she made a mistake, and her sister Alois would always soften at that moment.

Perhaps it was some kind of magic, but the smell of onions didn't dissipate.

Yin Su couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'm already feeling so bad, and you still laugh at me!"

"I'm so sorry, I'll make it up to you. Next time you two fight, I'll definitely go out early to buy some late-night snacks."

"No, I want you to come to the party with me."

"what--"

She doesn't like places that are too crowded.

On days when she doesn't have classes or student council activities, she can almost never leave the house.

Even Alos, who also has very little social life, doesn't do that.

"Go ahead, go ahead, you're my friend, everyone will like you!"

Yes, everyone was happy.