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[Final Stage]
71%–80%: Deeply in love/passionately in love. They consider their partner one of the most important people in their life, are willing to share all their secrets and vulnerabilities, and unconditionally trust and support them.
81%–99%: The rational phase. Transcending the instinctive desires of biology, one gradually comes to understand the other person's soul and essence.
• 100%: Completely understand and accept everything about the other person; irreplaceable.
Note: Specific manifestations may vary depending on individual differences such as personality.
Chapter 20 Typhon: What kind of dream is this?
Besides his special physique, Typhon also has a second special ability: to see his future in his dreams.
These precognitive dreams only flash by for a short time; some are very close to the future, and some are very far away, but without exception, they all come true.
This future cannot be changed. No matter how Typhon tries to resist, the scenes in his dreams will be perfectly replicated in reality.
Typhon once dreamed that his report card was full of zeros.
She was very excited at the time, believing that she was finally going to break the ironclad rule that precognitive dreams were unavoidable: forget about studying hard, just getting into the exam hall would be enough.
So Typhon had a great time playing for a whole week, but on Monday he was hit by a car on his way to school and was bedridden for more than half a month.
After this battle, Typhon completely calmed down and stopped making futile struggles.
The classrooms at Finis Academy are comfortable, and the desks are very attractive, with the perfect height for sleeping face down.
The last period of the morning was self-study, and Tifeng decided to go to sleep.
"Remember to call me when school is over." Tifeng gently nudged Mochizuki Ryou's arm.
"Okay." Mochizuki Oboro, who was reviewing her first-year high school material, agreed.
Tifeng stretched out his arms with peace of mind and fell asleep immediately.
Meanwhile, in Class C of Grade 11.
The boys and girls who had just entered high school were still a bit reserved and not very comfortable with themselves.
"What a coincidence, we're both transfer students."
Castor chuckled as he wrote down his message on a piece of scrap paper and handed it to his new deskmate, Epsilon, who had just arrived that day.
"You too? You transferred here yesterday?"
Ipsilon immediately picked up a pen and wrote down his answer.
According to school rules, discussion is generally prohibited during self-study periods, so Custer took a different approach and chose to communicate using pen and paper.
“That’s right, do you want me to take you for a walk after school?” Caster proudly puffed out his chest.
My senior just took me on a tour yesterday, so I shouldn't forget it so easily.
As fellow transfer students, let's start building a strong foundation for our relationship now!
"Thank you." Ipsilon's eyes curved into crescent shapes.
Castor pressed his advantage, dipping his toes in with a universally applicable but unprovocative topic: "Do you have any siblings? I have two older sisters, and I sometimes feel the pressure."
That's right, this is the all-purpose dialogue option.
If the other person is not an only child, it can spark a connection and lead to endless conversations; even if the other person is an only child, it doesn't matter, you can still exchange ideas and vent together.
"Yes, but my sister isn't a very frank person, and I often feel troubled by that."
Ipsilon pouted slightly, clearly thinking of some not-so-pleasant memories.
Castor found himself unable to look away.
Oh no, she's so cute. Even if I, a country girl, dressed up, I still couldn't compare...
Ipsilon gripped her pen tightly: "My sister and I are from Greece, what about you?"
"The English countryside."
"Ah, they're all by the sea."
At the other end of the classroom, the discipline committee member was fighting with the vice class monitor.
Renee clutched the snack bag tightly in her hand, forcing out a string of syllables through clenched teeth: "Let go."
Erise retorted sharply, "No way. You're the discipline committee member, how can you lead the way in breaking the rules?"
This wasn't the first time Renis had eaten during study hall.
In the third year of junior high, Erise turned a blind eye, but at the beginning of the first year of high school, everyone was new to the school, and after being elected as a class representative, she certainly couldn't leave a bad impression on her classmates.
"This is the last time." Fine, glistening beads of sweat appeared on Reines' forehead, revealing her extreme weakness.
Damn, how can Eri be so strong?
The paper snack bags gradually developed cracks.
Eri's pupils suddenly contracted.
not good!
bang-
The loud noise immediately drew the attention of the entire class.
The two players looked over at the same time, but because their seats were far apart and they couldn't stand up, they couldn't see very clearly.
Lying on the ground, Reines had a blank look in her eyes and was covered in cookie crumbs.
Because Eri let go at the last moment, the snack bag literally tore open in front of her face.
The fall wasn't too serious, but to cause such a scene on the first day of school is probably going to get you into serious trouble.
Damn it, shouldn't my persona be that of a noble young lady from a prestigious family?
Eri didn't fare well either; she felt like her spine and tailbone were about to crack.
it hurts……
After a brief commotion, the two people who had returned to their seats had red ears and remained silent.
Lennies quietly passed her a note.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have eaten snacks in class."
A short while later, Eri also replied with a sentence.
"I'm sorry I embarrassed you too."
……
Mochizuki Oboro shook her slightly sore right hand and closed the textbook.
There are still ten minutes until school ends, let's take a break.
Tifeng was sleeping facing Mochizuki Oboro, revealing his sleeping posture completely.
It doesn't drool or snore, which is surprisingly cute.
Inspiration struck.
Ignoring the slight discomfort in her right hand, Mochizuki Oboro immediately grabbed a mechanical pencil and began sketching, using Typhon as a model.
A half-day rest is certainly enough for your right hand to recover, but once inspiration is lost, it's not so easy to find it again.
Delicate features with a slightly childlike appearance, soft long red hair, and most importantly, an air of elegance... Yes, that's how it should be drawn.
A few minutes later, Typhon opened his eyes, his mind filled with the images of the precognitive dream he had just had.
What it is? !
No, there's definitely something wrong here. This is a truly significant life event!
Believe in science!
"Awake? School ends in five minutes. You're my model now, so don't move." Mochizuki Oboro remained unmoved.
……model?
Me when I'm sleeping?
What are you doing?!
On his deathbed, Tsutsumi suddenly sat up, determined not to associate with Mochizuki Oboro.
The main problem was that the precognitive dream was too shocking; Typhon hadn't recovered yet.
"pity."
Mochizuki Oboro wasn't annoyed. He handed the finished draft to Tifeng and said, "Since you were used as the model, this is yours."
Due to time constraints, the details of the painting are rather rough, but the protagonist's charm is still evident.
Typhon, as if possessed, reached out and took it, even offering a thank you.
With only a few minutes left before school ended, the seasoned seniors were already chatting without any restraint. The discipline monitor was leading the conversation.
The volume of Mochizuki Oboro's conversation with Tifeng was actually quite low.
At this moment, Typhon was basically awake and could fully recall the details of the precognitive dream.
...That thing, it really is a testing rod.
In my dream, I didn't look much older; I guess I hadn't even graduated high school yet.
What a scumbag! How could he prey on a female high school student without taking any precautions?
Ti Fong lowered his head, his cheeks as red as a sunset.
That was definitely a precognitive dream. The characteristic of a precognitive dream is that it only presents a single image, while a normal dream involves movement.
But to be fair, his abs are pretty good...
No! Typhon, Typhon, how could you think such things?
The bell rang, and the students cheered excitedly as they ran towards the cafeteria.
"Let me take you to the cafeteria. Some recommended dishes include..."
"No need! I can manage on my own!"
Tifeng interrupted Mochizuki Oboro abruptly and slipped out of the classroom like a gust of wind.
Watching the girl's departing figure, Mochizuki Oboro felt somewhat insecure.
Did I step on any of Typhon's landmines?
Unfortunately, this self-reflection is destined to remain unanswered.
[All romanceable characters have been unlocked]
Typhon Ephemerus
[Strategy Progress: 19%]
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Chapter 21: The Detective's Version
Students at Finis Academy have three options for lunch: the cafeteria, the supermarket, or bringing their own.
The cafeteria is the absolute mainstream option. The food is good, the prices are reasonable, and the environment is comfortable; it's quite excellent even within the entire Academy City.
The supermarket's advantage is that it's closer to the teaching building, and it mainly sells bread and bento boxes, making it a good emergency option when time is limited.
Many students bring their own lunch breaks, and there are even specially designed rest rooms in the teaching building to provide convenience for students.
Ti Fong silently followed the crowd to the cafeteria, the blush on her face fading considerably.
According to that precognitive dream, my future self really is...
No, at least this time we can't give in so easily.
Ultimately, that's a major life event for a girl, and it's wrong to give up so easily.
Even if the future cannot be changed, you should investigate it with your own eyes before making a choice!
Yes, that's how it should be.