Chapter 1274 - 973: Yesterday’s Illusory Dream

Chapter 1274: Chapter 973: Yesterday’s Illusory Dream

"Name."

"Huai Shi."

The clear voice answered, yet failed to sway the recorder behind the desk.

As if already accustomed to this routine, Vice Principal Isaac didn’t bother adjusting his glasses, didn’t even lift his head, and asked again: "Name?"

"Next should be the age."

The little girl across the table seemed to remind him helplessly.

She sat on a chair that was oversized and wide for her, with black hair flowing like a stream down her fair shoulders, cascading along her long dress, almost reaching the floor.

In the afternoon sunlight, those strands of hair reflected a dazzling golden glow, mesmerizing everyone.

"Name?" Isaac asked again.

"I haven’t thought about it, let me think for a moment."

She propped up her chin, pondered for a moment, then suddenly snapped her fingers: "Huai·Li YingShang·Angelina·Sakura·Yu Ling·An-Taliya·Shang MengXun·Mei Heather... Rose Mary Tearful Yu-Ling Kite. How is it?"

The long name, said all in one go without stopping for five minutes, caused Isaac’s pen tip to pause on the paper, trembling slightly, just slightly.

After a long time, it fell again.

He wrote down two words.

[Huai Yuan]

"Age?" He asked again.

His expression was calm, unwavering, not showing any agitation, as aloof as always.

"Eighteen?"

The girl continued to think: "Alright, if I calculate, this month should be twelve years old? In a few months, I can turn eighteen... better put eighteen now, then no need to change later."

Isaac’s expression remained unchanged, he wrote: [Unknown]

Then, without stopping, he didn’t ask, he wrote [Female] in the gender column, causing the cute little girl to raise her eyebrows, seemingly annoyed: "How dare you assume my gender?"

"Lady Huai Yuan."

Isaac spoke, striving to maintain calm: "You already mentioned your gender in the files you submitted yesterday, I don’t believe there are any oversight."

"Really?"

The girl innocently blinked, initially shifting her gaze as though shy: "Oh, I forgot."

"... Hopefully such regrets won’t appear in your future career."

Isaac picked up the stamp and pressed it at the end of the document.

Thump!

Leaving a red mark.

"Welcome to the Ivory Tower, Lady Huai Yuan."

For some reason, those last words were spoken with a faint sense of exhaustion.

"Mm, thanks a lot."

The girl jumped down from the chair, reaching out to take the folder, eager: "Where to next? Any other procedures to complete? I really like the uncles and aunts outside, they speak so well..."

"No, nothing else."

Isaac decisively interrupted her: "Please go home and wait for notification, the academic office will arrange further matters for you."

"That’s too troublesome, maybe I’ll come back tomorrow."

"No, I’m on a business trip tomorrow."

He looked outside the room, raising his voice: "Ms. Zhenxi, please escort Lady Huai Yuan out."

Rarely losing his usual composure and formality.

Only after closing the door did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling emotionally drained.

Turning back, he silently stared at the backup documents for a long time before spinning the dial on the safe, then placing the heavily redacted documents deep within the Ivory Tower’s preservation library.

Thus, the Ivory Tower’s alchemy equipment management and even the alchemy research center—Taiyi Academy, without any sign ornews suddenly and quietly welcomed its new master.

.

She looked roughly thirteen.

It’s the cutest age for children, her skin fair like sunlight.

Despite wearing a delicate and cute long dress, she loosely draped a men’s shirt over it, with long sleeves almost hiding those slender little hands.

An identity badge was hung around her neck, completely mismatched with her appearance.

Happily humming a song as she walked forward.

Her figure was slim and slender, with black hair like a phantom, slightly swaying in the breeze, the hair accessories also swaying, as if dissipating like the long hair.

Flying into a dream-like mirage.

Zhenxi followed behind her step by step, yet for some reason, she drifted off.

It’s hard to imagine, that one day she would lose focus because of watching a little girl, was she some kind of hidden pervert with a lolicon fetish? No, now it’s more like a stalker...

Because although she should have just escorted her to the door, she unknowingly walked quite a distance following her.

And at the moment her footsteps stopped, that little girl seemed to hear the voice in her heart and turned to look at her.

Sunlight spilling through gaps in the trees, making the black pupils overflow with brilliant brilliance.

"It does seem a bit like a stalker, it’s true, Zhenxi." she said.

"Ah..."

Zhenxi was frozen in place, subconsciously stepping back, clumsily explaining: "No, no, no, I just, I just lost focus, I’m sorry, wait... why..."

"Indeed, I can hear what you’re thinking."

The girl’s smile grew more pleasant: "I should say, don’t worry, your feelings with Miss Tomoko are strong and won’t change because of my presence."