Sorry, you scumbag woman, you can do whatever you want.

"Sister Bronya, please be sure to cooperate with Lord Möbius's treatment." Seele raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest, speaking earnestly to Bronya, "Lord Möbius is a very powerful person."

"I understand, but I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable." Bronya bit her lower lip, her eyes shimmering. She already believed that Möbius was a very capable person, even though the way he touched her legs was as if he were just playing with them.

However, she clearly felt that her nerves were reconnecting, and this process of retransmitting signals made her feel...very itchy.

Chapter 197

Under the moon

Is this woman really undergoing treatment?

Although she didn't say it outright, Theresa had this thought: she felt that Möbius was less treating Bronya's leg injury and more masturbating the little girl while incidentally treating Bronya.

However, she only thought about it and dared not say it out loud, otherwise, what if Möbius revealed all her little secrets?

Then she'd be in deep trouble in front of the trainees.

"Is it ready yet?" Bronya asked softly, curling up like a kitten, her delicate face displaying a vivid expression of patience, shyness, and anticipation.

"Bronya, please be patient for a little while." Seele sat down, smoothing her skirt, and took Bronya's small hand in hers, offering gentle encouragement with her eyes. She hoped that Bronya could receive the best possible treatment.

Bronya, feeling her sister's concern, gently grasped Seele's small hand in return, enduring the tingling sensation spreading through her nerves.

Afterwards, with the mutual support and care of the two sisters, Mebius had a good time petting the little girl and withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

After Bronya staggered to her feet, she bowed to Mebius and said in a very sincere voice, "Miss Mebius, thank you so much for bringing back my sister Seele and for treating me."

“Seele, thank you very much, Lord Mebius.” Seele, who was standing beside her, also thanked him softly. She had a very good impression of Mebius, who not only brought her back to the original world, but also healed her sister Bronya’s leg and restored her ability to express her emotions.

I don't know how to repay this profound kindness.

“It’s alright, you in the future have already repaid me.” Möbius smiled, meeting Bronya and Seele’s questioning gazes, and lied very seriously, “Time is not linear for me. You in the future have repaid me now, and I will go back to the past to give you back.”

"Even if she can time travel, she's just Bronya from a parallel world, right?" With her clever little brain, Bronya analyzed some other information, to which Möbius readily admitted.

"This is what you will look like in the future." She conjured a photo of Bronya in her mature form and handed it to Bronya to look at.

"This future Bronya!?" A voice filled with surprise. Bronya was extremely satisfied with her future self, which was such an elegant and mature beauty, practically flawless. Her only concern was whether her large breasts would cause shoulder pain, affecting her gaming and work.

“Of course, this is what you will look like in the future.” Mebius nodded with a smile, then, amidst Bronya’s surprised expression, casually added, “By the way, the game you’ll make in the future… it’s a complete flop.”

Bronya's surprised expression froze, and she looked up in confusion at Möbius's mischievous expression.

“Your game is too hardcore and too difficult,” Mebius explained with a light laugh. “Unsurprisingly, it sold terribly.”

"Is this so that Bronya can make games in the future to cater to the market?" Bronya asked, only to see Mebius shake his head and explain with a very gentle smile.

"It's to give you more time to prepare mentally."

"Bronya, I won't repeat the same mistake!" Bronya vowed confidently, believing she could cater to the market while maintaining the game's hardcore nature.

"Seele believes in Bronya." Seele, standing nearby, offered Bronya just the right amount of support and encouragement.

However, Theresa, who witnessed the whole thing, raised her hand to cover her forehead. Why did these two children believe Mebius's nonsense? It seemed like a lie no matter how you looked at it.

However, she lacked the confidence to step forward, in case Mebius exposed her dark past.

How can she, as the dean, maintain her authority in front of the students?

Just then, as if sensing Theresa's inner turmoil, Möbius turned his gaze toward her with a very gentle smile.

That gaze was like that of someone looking at a lover.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Theresa took a step back, only to find that she seemed to have bumped into someone. She turned around and saw a lovely, aloof, and ethereal girl standing behind her.

In appearance, she is very similar to her, the difference being that this aloof girl has scarlet eyes that reveal an inhuman, otherworldly quality.

"You came to see her instead of me?" The aloof girl's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of displeasure. She glanced at Theresa, who resembled her, before turning to Möbius and asking, "Are you more concerned about her?"

"Oh, are you jealous?" Mebius chuckled softly, stood up and came to the girl, gently stroking her fair cheek.

Then, with a "woof," the aloof and ethereal girl bit Mebius's slender hand in dissatisfaction. Her tiny fangs pierced through her skin, sucking the blood of the wicked woman, venting her frustration at her apparent presence without coming to see her.

(What exactly is going on?) Theresa stared at this scene, feeling extremely shocked. After learning about the other timeline "Cecilia", she already knew that extraterrestrial civilizations might come from parallel worlds.

But why does her parallel universe self have a lover, and it's the same Möbius who bullied her?

As for why she was certain that Möbius and the aloof girl were lovers, it was because they had changed positions.

What started as discontent with sucking blood has transformed into kissing.

The aloof and ethereal girl wrapped her arms around Möbius's neck and kissed him passionately, tenderly and greedily taking his warmth.

"How daring!" Seele, standing to the side, covered her eyes with her hands, peeking through her open fingers at the scene of Mebius kissing the mysterious girl.

“Compared to the Dean, she doesn’t seem out of place with Ms. Mebius.” Bronya’s perspective was rather strange; she found it quite scandalous that Mebius and Theresa were kissing.

However, kissing the mysterious girl doesn't give this strange feeling, even though the headmaster and the mysterious girl look very similar.

However, there are some fundamental differences.

“Perhaps it’s because she has a more mature demeanor,” Seele tried to explain, but something still felt off.

"It might be a difference in attractiveness," she deduced. Different people, even with the same external conditions, can have vastly different levels of attractiveness.

This is not to say that Principal Theresa is bad; it's just that Principal Theresa's appeal lies in her cute art style.

The mysterious girl, however, was quite different. Her aloof and enigmatic aura, along with the melancholy and determination in her scarlet eyes, aroused curiosity and a desire to approach her and learn about her past.

“It’s just a different style!” Theresa glared at Seele and Bronya, then subconsciously looked at Mebius and the aloof girl who were still kissing, feeling a very complicated feeling.

After all, the girl who suddenly appeared looked so much like her that she had a disorienting feeling that she was kissing Mebius.

After a long while, the two who had been embracing and kissing parted ways.

“You’re much more proactive than before.” Möbius raised his hand and gently touched his lips, but the feeling wasn’t bad.

"Who told you not to take the initiative?" The vampire girl glared at Mebius. She had been searching for Mebius all along, trying every means to travel through time to 50,000 years ago. For this, she even planned to... hunt the Star God.

Of course, it's also important to know how many years it will take to succeed, and how many resources will be needed in the process.

Even she herself had no idea.

After all, there is very little research data on the Star Gods, so the only way to study them is to capture their followers.

“Then starting tonight, I’ll take the initiative.” Möbius decided to correct his mistake.

"Mebius, you really haven't changed at all." The girl's smile was gentle, yet it revealed a hint of helpless doting.

She became more mature and gentle.

“…Perhaps.” Shaking his head, Möbius’s gaze fell on Theresa beside him. “How does it feel to see your counterpart from another dimension?”

“Well, I feel like I’m getting used to it.” The girl explained to the curious Mebius, “In the process of searching for you, I met a brilliant and talented person, a counterpart of the Holy King who governs the country.”

"Really? I'm a little curious." Mebius was intrigued when she saw the girl smile at her.

"Now she serves as my advisor, helping me govern the country. You will be able to see her when we return."

“Is that so? That sounds good.” Möbius chuckled, glancing at Theresa beside him, and said, “Why don’t you invite this counterpart Theresa to join you and help you govern the country?”

“Having the same name would be troublesome.” The girl gently shook her head, looked at Theresa, and gave her a gentle smile. “Hello, my name is Theresa Apocalypse, and I am the leader of the ‘Infinite’ Kingdom.”

“Hello, I am also Theresa Apocalypse, the headmistress of St. Freya Academy.” Theresa gently scratched her cheek, her expression somewhat awkward and unnatural. When facing this counterpart from another dimension, she had a strange feeling, as if she were facing an elder or an older sister.

They all look pretty much the same.

"Teaching and nurturing students, that's truly admirable." The girl smiled faintly, offering a genuine compliment. However, Theresa turned her head away, then realized that this was not quite right and awkwardly tried to change the subject.

"By the way, we're both called Theresa, isn't it... a little hard to tell us apart?"

“…That’s true, that would indeed be a bit troublesome.” The girl nodded slightly, turning to Möbius and asking, “Möbius, do you have any suggestions?”

“From now on, I’ll just call you Moonlit,” Möbius replied without hesitation. “That suits your personality and makes it easier to distinguish between you two.”

“Well then, call me Moonlit.” The girl… no, Moonlit, accepted with a smile and said to Theresa beside her, “From now on, Theresa, please call me Moonlit.”

"Isn't this too casual?" Theresa looked conflicted. She didn't want to abandon her name so easily under the moonlight.

Then she heard Mebius chuckle mischievously.

"Then how about you change your name, Theresa, to Magical Girl..."

"Wait, stop!" Theresa immediately became anxious, trying to stop Möbius from saying anything more. She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of her students, even though she did enjoy reading magical girl manga.

"I thought the suggestion was pretty good." Möbius sighed regretfully, touching his cheek. "Theresa is so cute, she would be great as a magical girl."

“Magical girls, nowadays they all end up in bad situations,” Bronya quipped. “It’s like they’re having a competition to see who dies in the most unique way.”

Speaking of this, she added one more thing.

"However, the magical girl themes that the headmaster watches are all very orthodox and classic."

Theresa: "..."

She hid the comic books, so how did Bronya know she was reading magical girl comics?

“It’s alright, Theresa will mature in the future.” Mebius smiled gently, silently adding insult to injury.

A prophecy is uttered amidst Theresa's regretful expression.

“When Otto dies in the future and inherits the position of Bishop of Destiny, Theresa won’t be able to remain immature even if she wants to.”

"My future grandfather is dead!" Theresa's expression immediately became unsettled; in her mind, even if she were dead...