When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

Kolusta rushed all the way along the stairs to the courtyard, stood at the branch point of the corridor farther from the door, and stretched out her hand to block a large piece of sunlight that shone on her face.

She slept soundly in history class, and when she was about to leave, there were not many people left in the classroom. In addition, she was delayed by Kwitt for a while. At this moment, the students should have left.

Fortunately, Mu Sen is not willing to go in and out with the crowd. He always stays in the classroom until there is only one person left, and then he slowly gets up and leaves.Similarly, it is precisely because of his good habit that Kolusta finds the opportunity every day to wait in the courtyard where the exit of the teaching building must pass, and blocks Mu Sen several times.

Musen has no other choice - if he leaves the classroom with those girls who always love to pester him, I'm afraid it won't be long before he will attract a few more bad-tempered boys to "hit the dirty guy with a little white face". trouble him.

Therefore, even though he knew that Kolusta would keep him straight every time, Musen could only honestly bump into the crooked neck tree again and again.

Today is no exception.

"Coming?" Kolusta leaned against the snow-white columns of the porch, and greeted Musen, who came out with his head down, with a smile, "It's a bit late today."

These words were shameless enough, as if he deliberately asked to meet her here.

Mu Sen glanced at her, tightened the textbook in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "What are you doing here again?"

The black-haired boy looked impatient, and his words were not polite.

However, despite the harsh tone of voice, his hasty steps still stopped honestly, and he stood in front of Kolusta. And the indistinct emotions are like pairs of black pearls mixed in a handful of snowdrifts, cold, quiet, and black and white.

This kind of look is like the anaconda hiding itself in the depths of the jungle, ready to kill with one blow, making the person being stared at involuntarily feel a chill of vigilance, as if the blood has been frozen, and the whole body feels stiff , It was extremely difficult to even move the eyeballs.

——This is the line of sight of the demons.

They are killing machines created by the gods to provoke wars, and they are born with irresistible oppressive power.

Under Musen's inadvertently menacing gaze, Kolusta blinked lightly, suppressing the coldness slowly creeping up from his spine, and took a deep breath gently and without trace Only then did he have the ability to speak, and said seriously:

"...You seem to have grown taller?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the young man in front of him suddenly showed a bit of astonishment. He opened his mouth and stared at Kolusta as if speechless for a moment. Dissipated suddenly.

In the laughter that Kolusta couldn't hold back, Mu Sen's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, his face tightened, and he said angrily, "Shut up!"

Kolusta, who deliberately lifted the pot when it was not open, stuck out her tongue and made a grimace.

Although Mu Sen felt offended, he had to admit - the girl in front of him was right, he had indeed grown a little taller.

Musen was originally the same age as Kolusta, and was two years older than Wende. However, judging from his stature alone, this abandoned son of the demon clan was almost two sizes younger than the heir of the Duke's family. , is as thin and thin as a child. When Musen stood up the first time we met a few days ago, he was even half a head shorter than Kolusta.

The brown-haired girl is aiming at this point. In the past few days, Mu Sen has healed half of his old wounds during the forced buying and selling of Kolusta, and his complexion has improved more than 01 :30 o'clock, and she took her to the restaurant to eat and drink a few meals——Crowsta was born in a wealthy town of Seaside, and her father only had one daughter, although the pocket money was not enough to afford those High-end dresses, but it is more than enough to help Mu Sen, a poor child in the school. With enough nutritional supplements, the size of a teenager who is already in the growth stage will naturally rise to the normal level in a short period of time.

In just a few days, he was able to look into Kolusta's eyes without raising his head.

"But you've just grown taller, brat," Kolusta tilted his head and protested with feigned anger, "It's fine if you don't thank me, but you still have the nerve to attack me? It's too much, I won't take you to eat next time." It's time to eat."

Mu Sen frowned, and said in disgust: "Do you treat me like a three-year-old child?"

He seemed displeased with her tone.

"Oh, how can this be my fault? Sir," Kolusta retorted, "after all, you look like a three-year-old before you grow taller?"

Musen: "..."

The black-haired boy was so angry that his face was livid, and he turned his head violently as if refusing to talk to her any more. He stared straight ahead, as if he didn't even bother to look at the other party, and walked straight forward.

Kolusta showed a smug smile, turned around, turned her back to the door of the teaching building, looked at the back of Mu Sen who had just passed by her, thought for a while, and still felt unfulfilled, so she put her hands on her lips The side was wrapped into a trumpet shape, and he shouted arrogantly at the hurried boy: "Don't be angry, little devil--haven't you grown taller now? You don't look like a three-year-old child!"

This time, the only response to her provocation was a sneer, and Mu Sen completely disappeared around the corner.

The brown-haired girl who was left alone quietly put down her hands, the lively expression on her face gradually subsided, and she leaned back on the porch pillar that could be surrounded by two people. The faint fragrance in the courtyard wafted along the breeze. Come on, maybe Professor Lysa asked some class to plant a lot of wisteria plants, densely packed, I don't know when it grew so vigorously, and even firmly covered the side of the corridor.

Sunlight poured down from the gaps in the flowers and leaves wrapped around the hollowed-out ceiling, printing circular spots of light around her feet. Kolusta stretched out a hand, letting a little bit of light shine on her joints, snow-white The skin was so bright that it was almost transparent, and the blood vessels under the back of the hand seemed to be clearly visible.

After a long time, those golden eyes moved slightly, looking towards a place on the side of the corridor covered by flower vines.

Kolusta clenched his fist, stretched his bones, retracted his hand, and said lightly: "Come out... I didn't pay attention to it in a short time, and the growth of such a large vine will make you tired." Enough?"

The light purple flower spikes moved slightly, swaying in the air like a silent bell. As soon as Kolusta finished speaking, a hand came out from behind the vine branch, pushing the vine away like a bead curtain. Come.Kvit stepped out of the cover of the flowers and vines, and stood silently in front of the brown-haired girl, his green eyes, which were as green as willow leaves, stared at her silently, full of expressions that Kolusta couldn't understand for a moment.

"Your wood magic is improving faster than I imagined," she sighed, and commented softly, "If it wasn't because I wasn't proficient enough to master it, and too many wisteria flowers were born in a short while, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it at all." I found out that there is another you hidden there."

Kvit lowered his head, looked at Kolusta with unclear meaning, and said slowly: "You've been busy these days, just because of that child?"

child……?

Come on, Musen, it looks like you're really short.

Kolusta twitched the corners of her mouth, trying not to spoil the serious atmosphere by laughing out loud, and nodded slowly.

"I know him...his name is Musen, right?" Kvitt didn't notice Klusta's strange moment at all, and the bamboo horse who seemed to feel that he had broken his heart was busy keeping his eyes on the opening On the right flower, to hide the disapproval in his eyes, "A wanderer with no surname, and a curse from the edge of the continent—Ruth, I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone who is willing to approach him." reason."

Kolusta put aside her insincere jokes, but felt that the words didn't sound very good.

The painstaking persuasion in the Potions class before... It seems that the persuasion has gone into the dog's stomach.

Kvitt didn't know what the girl opposite was thinking, his gaze moved down slowly, and stayed on Kolusta's expressionless face, hesitating for a while, then sighed and said, "Don't think I'm meddling... Lu Si, I hope you can understand that if you associate too closely with this kind of person, you will get nothing but harm yourself."

"..."

Kolusta closed his eyes, raised his head, looked straight at Kvitt's pair of fresh green eyes like buds in early spring, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you think I approach Musen for some purpose, to want to What do you want from him?"

Kvit was taken aback, and there was a rare obvious panic on his always gentle face. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab Kolusta's sleeve, and said in a hurry: "I didn't mean that ..."

Before his fingertips touched the opponent, the girl took a step back, her light brown hair touched a well-bloomed wisteria flower, Kvit's fingertips froze in mid-air in a dilemma, while Kolusta didn't know what to do. As if caring, she reached out to touch the little flower next to her hair, pulled it off with a light force, and put it in the palm of her hand.

Kvit was stunned, frowned, retracted his hand and clenched it by his side, but said nothing.

Suddenly they fell silent.

The wind blew up the vines hanging beside Kolusta, stroking her hair like a gentle hand. After a long time, the brown-haired girl sighed slightly, finally willing to open her mouth to break the stiff atmosphere.

"Have you changed, Kvitt?" She twirled the flowers and said softly, "You in Seaside Town, like to rest by the tree, like to sing to the flowers...you love life full of vitality, treat Everything in the world is full of tenderness. Frankly speaking, for a long time, I have always expected myself to be a sunny and warm person like you."

Kvitt's eyelashes trembled, his eyes lowered, his fingertips almost dug into his palm, but he still didn't say a word.

"However, when you came to the Holy Light Magic Academy, you began to see the temptation of power, see the dirty corners, and see every bit of discrimination and inequality in the air. Your eyes are no longer as clear as before , it seems to have been changed and dyed black, and it no longer shows gentle eyes on the flowers and trees," Kolusta threw the flower on the ground, and said lightly, "I understand that you are afraid of falling into trouble , fearing that I would be hurt... But Kvit, tell me, what you are now—can you still be called the real you?"

"..."

Kvitt's expression changed a little, and his eyes sank, looking at Kolusta coldly.

After a long time, he said: "Whether in the past or now, I am me."

At this moment, the young man from West Side Town seemed to have completely lost the iconic warmth. He tore off a hanging flower spike and let the wisteria flowers scattered on the ground. Kvitt's original green eyes It turned into a deep and thick dark spruce green, and the corners of the lips also evoked a somewhat cool smile.

He casually threw the vines in his hand, stepped on the messy fallen flowers, walked up to Kolusta, smiled and said: "Actually, what you said is not wrong, I have indeed changed... I used to love you Every life, including flowers and trees, is because I am willing to pin my enthusiasm on them; and now, this college named 'Bright' has shown me too many dark sides, and they have killed me All the unrealistic fantasies in the past—I became cautious, indifferent, and had to bow down to the nobles in order to seek a peaceful environment."

As if to respond to the words, he bent down and leaned in front of Kolusta, the distance between the two was only one palm horizontally.

This is a dangerous position.

Seen from behind, the two look like a pair of close lovers, who are kissing romantically under the overgrown wisteria at the moment.

Kolusta's back was tightly pressed against the pillar behind her, her amber eyes were extremely dark, without any light, she looked at her best friend since childhood, and saw him grinning, showing a malicious smile , softly said to her: "I am no longer what I used to be... clinging to the powerful, stalking the powerful, you can use any words to describe it, at least I am willing to admit it - and you, Ruth, stand on the commanding heights and criticize my You who 'change', you who don't want to admit your 'change'...how can you be noble?"

After saying that, Kvitt straightened up still with that smile on his face, and his footsteps were slightly wrong, revealing the silver-haired girl who was completely covered by his figure just now, who was quietly watching the scene not far away.

"Ding, Gloria's favorability is -5."

The system said that 20 points of favorability is a threshold - there have been countless carriers who have been defeated by the number "19", and they have not been able to cross it until their death.

Kolusta had crossed it before, but, because of Corvitt's intrusion... Now she is back in front of the threshold.

The brown-haired girl opened her eyes wide suddenly, and her annoyed and angry eyes turned to Kvitt in an instant, but the latter who came into contact with her was still smiling brightly, and bowed in a "please" gesture, with thick green eyes It's full of cold irony.

…Don't let your guard down on Kvitt by focusing too much on Muson.

Today's encounter seemed to be planned, and it was definitely not something that Kvitt alone could have done—I am afraid that he had already met the hand-eye-wielding man when Kolusta was not paying attention. The second princess successfully hooked up the line.

Kolusta almost gritted her teeth. She looked coldly at Gloria's back as she turned and left, knowing that there was nothing she could do if she chased her right now.

Then I looked at Kvitt who was full of joy... The girl's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and she swiped her right hand outwards, and immediately a large area of ​​plants slumped down as if they had been drained of water. .

In her hand, there were water blades that looked extremely sharp, and her eyes, which were almost dyed golden red by anger, stared at Kvitt, sneered, and said: "That's right, I really don't deserve to call myself noble!" ..."

"Then, I'll let you take a look at what the real 'no-noble' behavior looks like."