Chapter 1261 Heroine

"...So, did Mobius change back?"

In a quiet lounge at St. Freya Academy, Kosmo looked out the window and suddenly asked without turning his head.

"Yes, after all, her opponent is Alicia..."

Zijing sighed, her tone filled with obvious helplessness. He sat on the soft chair opposite, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest.

Obviously, Dr. Mebius's "adult persistence" and Alicia's persistent entanglement finally came to an end in some way.

As the person who changed Mebius back...even though it was under the coercion of Alicia, Amethyst still feels a little guilty towards Mebius.

At least he still couldn't forget the look in Mebius's eyes when he turned back - it wasn't entirely anger, but more like a complex mixture of disappointment, ridicule and "just wait for me". It was so cold that he felt a chill on his back when he thought about it now.

"..."

"..."

A brief silence filled the room.

Kosmo's eyes wandered, as if he was considering something.

"...Amethyst," he spoke again, his tone a little more serious than before, "There's something I'd like to hear your opinion on."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Amethyst was a little curious. Kosmo rarely spoke to him in such a "consulting" tone.

Kosmo pulled out an electronic terminal that looked like a notebook from behind him, swiped his fingers across it a few times, his expression slightly conflicted. "I... have been trying to write something lately."

"Writing? That's a good thing." Zijing encouraged, "Is it a report? Or..."

"It's a novel." Kosmo said directly, but he didn't dare look at Zijing. "A novel with you... as the protagonist."

"Uh……"

Zijing looked at Kosmo in disbelief. "With me as the protagonist? Wait, Kosmo, you... are you kidding?"

Kosmo seemed a little embarrassed, but still insisted, "It's just... inspiration came to me. I think your experience and the things happening around you... well, there's a lot of room for creativity."

Zijing held his forehead, feeling a slight headache. He could probably guess what Kosmo meant by "creative space".

"Then," Kosmo took a deep breath, as if making up his mind, and turned the terminal screen towards Amethyst, where several names were listed. "Now, I have encountered the biggest problem... the choice of the heroine."

Zijing looked at the screen, which clearly read: Alicia, Mobius, Aponia... and even a bunch of unfamiliar names of St. Freya's Academy students were listed at the end. His eyelids twitched.

What does this person think of himself?

"Look, judging by the dramatic conflict and character interactions, it seems like everyone has their own unique charm and...possibility for development. But..."

Kosmo paused, a look of alertness akin to "survival instinct" appearing on his face.

"I have a very strong feeling," Kosmo's expression was unusually serious. "No matter who I choose as the official heroine... my fate may not be good."

“…I understand.”

Zijing wasn't completely clueless. He could fully imagine what kind of "colorful" life would await him if Kosmo actually published such a novel, with a clearly designated heroine. He'd be pestered by Alicia daily about "what's next," be captured by Mebius and subjected to "educational" human experiments, or be silently watched by Aponia with that "child, I see your fate" look...

Just thinking about it is chilling.

"So," Kosmo looked at Zijing expectantly, "as the person involved and the 'male protagonist', who do you think... objectively speaking, is more suitable? Or, in other words, what characteristics do they each have that make them suitable as the female lead?"

"..."

Does he want me to die for him?

Amethyst leaned back in her chair, lost in thought.

Kosmo seemed to know that this was too much to ask, so he changed the question to a simpler one: "If you had to choose someone to marry, who would be the first person you think of?"

Although the question is simple, it is too sharp.

A figure subconsciously appeared in Zijing's mind. Just as she was about to blurt out something, she found a small shadow appeared outside the window.

"..."

For some reason, Amethyst's heartbeat quickened.

Who is it? Mebius? Aponia? Or...?

Amethyst's thoughts changed slightly, and she hissed at Kosmo, then slowly moved to the window and opened it suddenly.

The expected characters did not appear.

Under the windowsill, Rosalia stood on tiptoe, her face flushed red as she frantically tried to hold onto a footstool that was about to fall. Beside her, Lilia stood calmly, her blue eyes glancing at Amethyst's face, which was filled with astonishment.

"Rosalia? Lilia? What...are you doing here?"

"Because you teachers seem to be talking about something very interesting!"

"You actually made eavesdropping seem so natural..."

Amethyst looked a little stunned when she heard Rosalia's answer.

"Hehe, it's okay! We're curious too! Ah, brother, if you want to write a novel, Lilia and I can give you some advice!"

"...No, it's still too early for you guys to be reading romance novels."

Kosmo hesitated for a moment before answering.

"We're not young anymore! We'll be adults in a few years!" Rosalia protested.

"Then let's just get through those years first."

Zijing smiled and slid them in from the window, letting them sit upright in front of her.

As a teacher, he gave the two of them a lecture, hoping that they would stop doing such immoral things as eavesdropping on other people's conversations.

"Okay! Teacher, who do you want to marry the most? I'm curious!"

"Didn't you listen to what I said at all?"

Zijing couldn't help but raise her voice. Then, perhaps because Lilia didn't want to see her sister do something stupid anymore, she said, "Sorry, teacher. Rosalia got confused in the bath yesterday and has been talking nonsense all day. It's terrible. Rosalia, who's not very smart to begin with, what's going to happen to her from now on..."

"Lilia! How could anyone actually damage their brain by taking a bath?"

Rosalia protested loudly.

"But, teacher. I'm also curious which one you like better."

Lilia ignored her annoying sister and said expressionlessly, "I think it's Sister Alicia."

"Nonsense! It's obviously Sister Sakura!"

"It's also possible for Sister Yaesakura."

"Oh, yes, and Xilin too..."

The two of them started discussing with each other.