"Ah... I can't do this anymore."
Miss Fíliya collapsed on the ground, her eyes unfocused, as if she had experienced some desperate event.
Beside her was Miss Solitär, wearing a smile and looking at her with doting eyes.
For the past two days, Solitär had been drilling Fíliya, attempting to teach her some simple dance steps, but currently, the results were not very promising.
"Is this your limit already? You clearly promised to accompany me."
"...I can't learn it, I really can't learn it. Dancing and such, is this a skill humans can master? It's too hard!"
Fíliya began rolling around on the ground, throwing a tantrum.
"This really is rare... To think this guy would have moments like this too..."
Aura, who was to the side eating snacks, clicked her tongue in wonder at Miss Fíliya's self-destructive behavior.
"It's just that you aren't putting your heart into it. Isn't your physical stamina very good? And your body flexibility is quite good too... You're also so clever, you should be able to learn very quickly..."
Solitär squatted down, used her hand to stop the rolling Fíliya, and then poked her cheek with a finger.
"No, Solitär, you're mistaken... There is no such thing as an all-rounder in this world... Everyone has things that, no matter how hard they try, they can never master... For me, that thing is probably [Dancing]. How about we just forget it? There's no rule saying one must soak in the dance floor when attending a gala, right? When we go, we just focus on eating. After eating, at most we greet that Lord and then withdraw... Wouldn't that be very comfortable?"
Fíliya stared at Solitär with aggrieved and pitiful eyes, then finished stating her suggestion.
After hearing Fíliya's request, Solitär fell into silence. After all, Fíliya's pitiful yet cute appearance was indeed rare, so she inevitably felt a trace of [Soft-heartedness].
Seeing that Solitär seemed moved, Fíliya immediately felt there was hope, so she further shifted her tone into a sobbing one.
"Sob sob sob... Woo woo... I was wrong, I was really wrong. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have come to this city. If I hadn't come to this city, I wouldn't have met that demon who inexplicably came to throw their life away. If I hadn't met that suicidal demon, I wouldn't have been invited by that Lord to attend the gala. If I didn't attend the gala, I wouldn't be dragged by you to learn some dancing..."
"Enough!"
A shout from Miss Solitär interrupted Miss Fíliya's very affected voice.
"Wu!"
Seeing Solitär pull a long face, Fíliya immediately covered her mouth, then nervously observed the other's reaction.
"Sigh..."
Solitär shook her head helplessly.
"Fine, since you are so unwilling... let's forget it..."
Hearing these words, Fíliya was overjoyed, even feeling that the sky outside the window had brightened considerably. But Solitär's subsequent words immediately caused her thinking to stall briefly.
"I had originally thought we could keep each other company..."
As Solitär spoke, her eyes became lonely.
?
Fíliya blinked blankly. That dazed look could be described as cute, it's just that no one was appreciating it right now.
"Wait! Solitär, what did you say?"
She hurriedly asked.
"Hmm? If your ears are bad, do you want me to treat them for you?"
Solitär narrowed her eyes, locking gazes with Fíliya with ill intentions.
"Uh... When you said [Keep each other company], did you mean... you want to dance with me?"
Fíliya selectively ignored Solitär's resentful gaze and continued to ask.
"Otherwise what? Did you think I went to all this trouble to teach you just to watch you dance with someone else?"
Solitär said grumpily.
After Solitär finished saying this, it was Miss Fíliya's turn to fall into silence.
In this brief moment, Fíliya recalled the bits and pieces of her time with Solitär... In the past days, her interactions with Solitär had been more or less tainted with bloody and violent elements, mostly experiences of digging out hearts and lungs... That conversation under the moonlight was considered the most romantic instance, let alone the current... rather cultured activity.
So Solitär wants to dance with me... Come to think of it, we indeed have never done anything like this...
Since that's the case... Should I... maybe... try a bit harder?
The mood that had dimmed was reignited.
Fíliya took a deep breath... then turned her head and waved to Linie.
Yes, although she had convinced herself in her heart to continue working hard, when it came to the practical stage, this guy just liked to do things that involved trickery.
"Lady Fíliya?"
Linie was held down by Fíliya, sitting face-to-face with her on the ground. Seeing Fíliya's intense stare, Linie first tilted her head in confusion, then looked towards Solitär with an innocent expression.
"What are you doing?"
Solitär couldn't help but speak up.
"Wu... I am trying to activate my [Power of Idealism]."
Fíliya spoke in all seriousness, her expression becoming increasingly grave. She even postured by closing her eyes, then pressed her forehead against Linie's forehead.
"...You... surely aren't trying to learn Linie's [Magic Imitation] in this way, are you?"
Miss Solitär was indeed the person who understood Fíliya best. While Aura and Linie were completely bewildered, she instantly understood what Fíliya wanted to do.
"Obviously, that is exactly what I'm thinking. Everyone stop talking, keep quiet, and let me try!"
At Fíliya's signal, everyone stopped speaking. However, judging by the expression on Solitär's face that she could barely hold back, she probably just felt that Fíliya's current behavior was especially funny.
While Fíliya closed her eyes to feel that non-existent [Profound Mystery], Linie in front of her was also carefully observing her.
Linie just felt it was very strange. Although she often couldn't understand Fíliya's thought circuits, she knew she just had to cooperate with Lady Fíliya.
But this process lasted for quite a long time, so Linie involuntarily let her mind wander elsewhere.
Does Lady Fíliya want to learn my [Magic Imitation]...? That makes sense. Lady Fíliya once told me that my magic has very great potential.
But Linie is not a smart demon, so she never quite understood Lady Fíliya's meaning. It was even under Lady Fíliya's guidance that Linie finally figured out other uses for her magic.
For example... Her [Magic Imitation] was originally only able to steal Warrior martial art moves... But Lady Fíliya told Linie, [You just need to judge other people's actions, such as a craftsman's techniques or manual skills, as 'moves' in your heart. If you make yourself deeply believe that 'dancing movements' or 'carriage driving movements' are also a type of 'move', you should be able to learn these things.]
So Linie did as she was told. Although the process wasn't smooth, she eventually succeeded.
So to Linie, Lady Fíliya is an incredible existence.
Then... perhaps Lady Fíliya really can use a method I cannot understand to learn my [Magic Imitation] out of thin air?
Linie, harboring a mood of curiosity, began to look forward to it.
But when Fíliya opened her eyes again, what was displayed before Linie was a pair of hollow, listless eyes.
"Alright... it seems it won't work. Stuff like [Power of Idealism], the more you want to actively and deliberately activate it, the less [Idealistic] it becomes... I really can't convince myself that I can master a demon's innate skill out of thin air."
Fíliya said, collapsing onto the ground again with a dejected expression.
"As expected, I still have to practice with my feet on the ground..."
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