An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

“Yes, yes…” Ilsa said.

"What, you look a bit like that writer, Ya Feng?" Betty said in surprise.

“He…is it?” Ilsa said.

"Really? Your dad is actually Ya Feng! He, he's actually your dad!" Betty was like a different person at this moment, excitedly grabbing Ilsa's shoulders and shaking her vigorously.

"Calm down! What's wrong?!" Ilsa was so dizzy from being shaken that she could only grab her arm.

"No, don't you know, as her daughter? Ya Feng is a great writer who has produced such excellent works!" Betty said excitedly.

"His Wonderland series is amazing! I've read every single one so many times! I haven't missed any of the later animations or comics! I especially love the female lead, Alice! She's such a fantastic character! The fairy kingdom in the books is so dreamy, and his imagination is incredibly rich! I'm a huge fan of his! In my personal idol ranking, besides the great singer Ms. Bessie, he's second!"

"Yes, really..." Ilsa hadn't expected that Ya Feng's books could actually attract little girls.

"I...you...yes, I'm sorry, Linda. I originally just thought you were so naive that I planned to bribe you to be my follower, but I never expected your father to be Ya Feng..." Betty said guiltily, holding her hand.

“I had thought of this beforehand, but you actually said it so bluntly…” Ilsa’s lips twitched.

"Um, can we be best friends from now on? Like, the kind where we can visit each other's homes?" Betty looked at her expectantly.

"I..."

Before Ilsa could reply, Ya Feng had already walked over.

"What are you doing? Come here!" Ya Feng walked over.

"what!"

Betty hurriedly tidied herself up, straightened her hair and clothes, and then, in a very ladylike posture, placed her hands in front of her and gave a slight bow to Ya Feng.

“Honey, Mr. Ya Feng, my daughter is your daughter’s classmate, Betty Scott.”

"Oh? You've made friends so quickly, that's great," Ya Feng said with satisfaction, patting Ilsa's head.

"Heh, hehe..."

"Then I'll have to trouble you to take care of my daughter from now on," Ya Feng said to Betty.

"No, no trouble at all... It's not a problem..." Betty looked nervous.

“We need to go back now. Say goodbye to your friends,” he said to Ilsa.

"Betty... goodbye."

Seeing them about to leave, Betty paused for a moment, then quickly called out, "Hey, hey, hey!"

"What's wrong?" Ya Feng turned his head.

"Um, um," Betty said hesitantly, clasping her hands in front of her, "Teacher Ya Feng, actually, I'm a fan of yours... I've always bought and read your works, especially your book 'Wonderland Romance,' and I've always hoped to meet you in person..."

When Ya Feng heard what she said, his expression changed instantly.

"Linda, that's not right of you. Why didn't you introduce such a cute, outstanding, and tasteful classmate sooner?"

"what?"

Ya Feng immediately stepped forward, squatted down, smiled, and shook hands with Betty.

"Hello, Betty, it's an honor that you like my work. As a literary worker, I've always been dedicated to creating beautiful and dreamlike works for girls like you. It's my greatest honor that you find satisfaction and joy in my work."

Betty covered her mouth, moved to tears, and even her eyes welled up with tears:

"Teacher Ya Feng... Actually, after you were banned from writing books, I felt it was a great pity. I cried for a long time at home. Why, why would such an excellent writer be treated so unfairly?"

"Sigh... there's nothing I can do about it, but I don't regret it. After all, being able to leave behind precious and beautiful memories for such a lovely girl like you is the true meaning of my becoming a writer," Ya Feng said.

“Teacher Ya Feng…” Betty said, moved.

"I knew it. In real life, you are a refined, easy-going, knowledgeable, gentle, and considerate man..."

"Who...who are you talking about..." Ilsa said, her eyes twitching.

This guy is just like a little kid all the time!

“I, I’m also waiting for you to come back, waiting for the day you can create again!” Betty continued.

"it is good!"

"Um..." Betty said again, a little embarrassed:

"Sure, can I get your autograph?"

"Of course, where should I sign?"

“I didn’t bring any paper, and I can’t get my school uniform dirty… Can I sign it on my socks? That way I can keep it as a souvenir…” Betty said, squatting down to take off her shoes.

"of course can!"

"Hello!!!!"

Ilsa, unable to bear it any longer, cried out.

"We're still in school! What are you doing?!"

Chapter 28 Hikaria's Secret

Finally, after signing their names on Betty's handkerchief, the girl waved goodbye, moved by their gesture.

"So, what exactly is in your book that Betty likes so much?" Ilsa asked, puzzled.

"Wonderland Adventure? It's one of the novels I wrote featuring a young girl as the protagonist. Several of them were published, and it tells the story of Alice being accidentally taken to a fairy kingdom by a rabbit. This one was unexpectedly popular among young girls, and it was even adapted into a movie, TV series, and an animation. It was very popular," Ya Feng said.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Of course, after all, I'm particularly good at describing little girls," Ya Feng said proudly.

Ilsa wasn't even sure if this was something he could be proud of.

"But you should cherish such a good classmate, Ilsa," Ya Feng added with a sigh.

Ilsa stared intently at Ya Feng, making him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"what happened?"

“Betty is only thirteen years old,” Ilsa said.

"I am getting a bit old," Ya Feng nodded.

Noticing Ilsa's expression, he waved his hand:

"Hey, what kind of person do you take your dad for? The kind of person who would mess around just because his fans like him? My teaching qualification may be a formality, but I worked hard to get it and I don't want to just give it away."

“You better be,” Ilsa muttered.

"By the way, it's your first day of school today. Is there anything interesting you want to share with your dad?" Ya Feng asked with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

Ilsa glanced at him and said:

"There's nothing special about it. The course is quite intensive. Although I can keep up with what you're teaching me, it's a bit difficult if I pause even for a moment. So I have to keep learning even after class."

Besides, most of the students in the class have formed their own cliques and don't interact much with others, so it's hard for me to fit in. The only one who accepts me is Betty from earlier.

"This is the rhythm of the elite class. If you slack off even a little, you'll be dragged down. Keep up the good work." Ya Feng patted her on the shoulder.

"However, I'm not the kind of parent who prioritizes grades above all else. No matter what score you get, you'll always be my good daughter. Don't put pressure on yourself. If you can't keep it up, we can transfer you to a regular class. Grades aren't important. As long as you grow up happily, that's all that matters," Ya Feng said with a smile.

Ilsa stared at him blankly:

"You, you don't really think of me as a child? I'm eighteen years old! This kind of education doesn't work on me anymore!"

Moreover, she has her own mission. If she wants to gain more resources and connections, she must stay in the top class. How can she really be as casual as he said?

"So you had a lot of fun playing with that thirteen-year-old girl too."

“What can I do…” Ilsa covered her forehead.

I wonder what kind of expression Betty would have if she knew that I looked younger than her but was already an adult.

"By the way, have you encountered any classmates that you should pay attention to?" Ya Feng asked again.

“Yes…there is,” Ilsa said. “I ran into the son of that diplomat, Arat, in the cafeteria today.”

"Oh? Did something happen?"

“There’s nothing much to say… Sigh, when I met his father, Arat, I thought he was too gloomy. I didn’t expect his son to be even more gloomy,” Ilsa said.

“It’s not wrong for a son to resemble his father. Just don’t provoke him in the future, and you don’t need to worry about anything else,” Ya Feng said.

“The other one… is my deskmate,” Ilsa said.

"She was an elf, and she had black hair."

"Ok?"

Ya Feng's attention was immediately diverted.

A black-haired elf? Is it the same one I met at noon?

"Black hair is quite rare among elves; most of the hair I've seen is blonde or blue, so I was a bit surprised when we first met."

But there wasn't much else to say. She was a very quiet person; she sat next to me all day without saying a single word.

"Is her name Hikaria?" Ya Feng asked.

"how do you know?"

"We met by chance, had a little friction, and that's how we got to know each other," Ya Feng said.

Ilsa looked at him and said, "You really shouldn't lay a hand on students."

"What you're saying really hurts me. It makes it sound like I'm the kind of man with a head full of crazy ideas," Ya Feng sighed.

But seeing Ilsa's "Is there a problem?" look in her eyes, he felt even more heartache.

"Alright, let's go, Mom. Let's go buy groceries together, then go home and you can cook me a nice meal," Ya Feng said.

"I still have homework to do..." Ilsa said helplessly.

...

night,

Hikaria dragged her tired body home, back to that old apartment building.

The house has only two rooms, a living room and a bedroom, plus a bathroom and washroom, and a small kitchen.

Even though such an apartment is old and small, it still costs 140 gold francs a month. Although there are apartments next door for around 100 gold francs, they don't have private bathrooms. Her adoptive mother gritted her teeth and rented this one anyway.

She returned to her bedroom, closed the door, and found two pillows on the small bed. On the windowsill were pots of vibrant flower buds, filling the room with a sweet fragrance.

The curtains were blown by the wind, and the twilight shone into the room, bringing the last rays of warm light of the day.

Although she slept with her adoptive mother, her mother would stay in the living room every evening so as not to disturb her studies; the room would be hers alone.

Although she wasn't her biological daughter, she had given Hikaria the deepest and most sincere maternal love.

She put down her schoolbag, sat down at her desk, and turned on the fluorite lamp.

She took off her thick glasses and parted her bangs slightly.

After taking off her glasses and brushing aside the bangs that were covering her eyes, a pretty and beautiful face was revealed. In terms of looks, probably only Ilsa could compare to her in the whole class.

Especially her eyes, a pair of beautiful deep purple eyes, were terrifying; just looking at them made one feel as if their heart would stop beating.

Moreover, the pupil of her left eye resembled a star scattering light, which was quite unusual.

After staring into her own eyes for a moment, she put down the mirror and sighed.

"Not a single word..."

A pale blue light screen floated in front of her, with a line of text clearly marked on it:

[New Quest Objective: Investigate the culprit who damaged the Spirit Spring (Quest Reward: 100 Mana Points, 1 Tier 5 Spell Scroll) (Completion Progress: 0%)]

There was another layer behind this light screen, which she moved to the front.

Main Quest Objective: Become the new Saintess and take charge of the Church of the Radiant Light of Life (Quest Reward: 1/2 Seed of Life) (Completion Progress: 10%)

"Why is it that the problem has to occur now of all times?" she wondered.

As I was pondering this, I heard the sound of a door opening in the living room, followed by footsteps approaching the bedroom door.

A tender, clear, and melodious voice rang out:

"Xixi, are you inside?"