Superpowered Love Academy

"Don't be afraid."

What am I afraid of?

Zuo Le wanted to refute, but Tu Qi's faint fragrance was already lingering on her nose.

A warm and soft hand gently stroked his cheek. This time, Zuo Le clearly felt the presence of the Holy Radiance, a warm and pure energy that seemed to soothe his pain.

Tuqi abandoned her playful tone, which transformed into a heart-wrenching sigh:

"Your soul has many wounds; it seems to be a terrible past."

"..."

Zuo Le's limited knowledge cannot determine what the soul truly is, but when it comes to the past, that's certainly a bad idea.

Therefore, his silence this time was not an avoidance, but an inability to refute.

However...

Arrogance is a common ailment among the extraordinary.

Tuqi, this is the third time you've made a mistake.

Zuo Le narrowed his eyes, then suddenly turned his head to lean against Tu Qi, even boldly sniffing the hair on her forehead.

【Tuqi】

【Favourability: 1】

Chapter 62 Tuqi, who committed the sin of arrogance

The moment the list of favorability and traits appeared, there was no longer a trace of confusion in Zuo Le's eyes.

The clarity wasn't due to Tuqi's gentle longing.

On the contrary, it is anger.

The anger stemmed from Tuqi's sympathy, which was a form of arrogance.

Arrogance is a common ailment among the extraordinary.

Because he never needs anyone's sympathy, that's why he can get rid of the other party's abilities.

Jokes and teasing, even without deception, are just Tuqi's habitual behaviors.

In short, her gentleness, sweetness, companionship, warm embrace, and comfort had nothing to do with affection.

Her feelings of affection for herself never changed from beginning to end.

Only [1].

Perhaps this is just a habit of the saintess.

Or perhaps she was playing a game, and Zuo Le was a toy and a character within that game.

Tuqi also noticed Zuo Le's reaction, especially the light sniffing in her hair, which was too obvious.

What a bold guy!

Tu Qi moved her cheek away from Zuo Le's neck and looked at Zuo Le with a puzzled expression.

The five fingers that tried to break free were suddenly gripped by Zuo Le.

Their fingers are intertwined.

This time, it was Zuo Le who leaned close to her ear, his masculine scent instantly drawing near:

"Thank you for the treat, Tuqi, but I'm sorry, I have to go to class now."

After saying that, Zuo Le lingered by her ear for a few moments, letting her feel his breath, before slowly leaving.

A hint of surprise flashed in Tu Qi's eyes; this was the first time Zuo Le had seen any extra emotion in her eyes.

"of course."

Zuo Le stopped paying attention to Tu Qi, quickly packed her things, organized her textbooks, and walked straight out.

He didn't ask Tuqi if she would stay here; it was pointless.

Moreover, today is already Friday.

Watching Zuo Le leave, Tu Qi did not stop him any further. She stretched out the hand that had just been held, and it seemed as if Zuo Le's scent still lingered on it.

She got out of bed, stood in front of the mirror, and started braiding her hair.

Looking at her long legs in the mirror and Zuo Le's shirt, Tu Qi gently hooked the collar of the shirt, tore off a button and held it in her hand.

"interesting."

After tidying up her makeup, a burst of holy light flashed, and a pale golden lotus-light nun's robe appeared in her hand.

Put them back on and pull down the hood.

Tuqi left the dormitory and returned to the Lotus Light Sanctuary with her eyes closed.

"Lord Tuqi."

"Your Holiness."

Tuqi nodded to the monks on the road, but she never opened her eyes. She didn't need to watch where she was going, and even the steps didn't affect her quick walking.

Moreover, she walked faster and faster, and even stopped greeting people.

All the way to the humble room inside the Hall of Sacred Flame.

Upon opening the door, a middle-aged female Radiant Healer, wearing short-sleeved armor and without a mask, sat at the table with her back to Tuqi.

"Where have you been?" Her voice was hoarse and cracked, like sandpaper rubbing against a stone.

"Is the teacher blaming me?" Tuqi's voice was still gentle.

Bai Yulou turned his head, revealing the hideous scars and burn marks on his face, which looked terrifying:

"The Sanctuary does not want the alliance with the Lu family to go wrong. Your union is the will of the Holy Light. Tuqi, you must always put the big picture first. In the future, you will become a Lord of Cinder."

“Tuqi knows that everything is for the Holy Light.”

Tu Qi bowed slightly, her attitude gentle, and there was not a trace of rebellion in her eyes.

Bai Yulou stared at her for a while, then warned her again in a hoarse voice:

"As long as you know."

"I'll take the teacher."

"No need."

After watching Bai Yulou leave, Tu Qi took out a notebook from the bookshelf and then sat down at her desk.

She didn't pick up a pen, but instead rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a while.

Why did you stay with Zuo Le last night as Tu Mi?

The stated reason, of course, is to see what kind of person the younger sister has chosen.

But what about the deeper motivations?

A role-playing session.

Tuqi's life was all planned out: a candidate for sainthood, a flawless radiant being, and the partner of the Lu family.

Every word she uttered, every smile she gave, was carefully crafted; she knew exactly what kind of person she should be.

But by becoming Tu Mi, she can temporarily set aside her identity as a saintess and not be that perfect person.

Her interactions with Zuo Le, in particular, gave her a thrill of crossing boundaries.

The teasing and flirting during meals, the comforting and calling out to her while she slept, made her feel like she was playing a game. She enjoyed the wicked pleasure of "teasing someone who doesn't know my identity."

Discovered?

It's ok!

Then let's continue to enjoy the even greater mischievous pleasure of 'playing tricks on someone who knows my identity'.

The unexpected turn of events, including Zuo Le's sudden realization, made her feel the fun of the game.

That's so exciting!

As for why Zuo Le was so resistant to her?

Tuqi wrote in her notebook...

[Zuo Le - Rebellious Personality]

[Control group: Tu Mi]

He shares some similarities in personality with Tu Mi, but there are also some differences.

[It's highly likely due to past traumas; he's like a stray dog ​​that's been bullied, rejecting all sympathy and comfort, yet desperately craving warmth and security, leading to his fluctuating emotions.]

He craved security but disliked being pitied; every instance of pity and comfort he received only fueled his anger.

As Tuqi wrote this, a deep voice came from behind her:

Why does feeling sorry for someone evoke anger?

The person who asked the question was a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing a black priest's robe.

He had short, graying hair, a thick beard, a high nose, and his deep eyes were hidden behind black-rimmed glasses. His elegant teacher's robe could no longer conceal his muscles.

He is Cen Jinshan, the preacher of the Sacred Flame Hall.

Tuqi rolled up her braids, didn't turn around, and spoke softly as before:

"Because compassion is irrefutable, and irrefutable goodwill is, in fact, a power."

"Then what do you think is the definition of power?" Cen Jinshan continued to ask.

"Power is defined as the ability to make others unable to refuse; it is lofty and supreme, therefore, compassion is often the beginning of arrogance..."

At this point, Tu Qi turned around and bowed to Cen Jinshan:

"Teacher Cen Jinshan."

Cen Jinshan nodded slightly and continued pointing to Zuo Le's name:

"It seems your arrogance has been discovered. This man named Zuo Le?"

Clearly, he preferred engaging in discussions about principles, doctrines, and humanity with outstanding students like Tuqi to the church's formalities.

This is exactly what Tuqi is happy to see.

"Yes, those who sympathize, being in a superior position, experience the suffering of others first. Goodness then becomes a moral transgression, and that was my mistake..."

That's how Tuqi is; she immediately identifies her mistakes and makes reflections and corrections.

That's the reason she's been able to keep improving.

"So what do you plan to do?"

"Naturally, I apologize to Zuo Le for my arrogance and rudeness!" Tu Qi smiled, her smile carrying a deeper meaning.

【Favourability: 2】

"You're planning to actively approach a male classmate? Your wedding is approaching, and many people are watching you. Doing this will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble," Cen Jinshan analyzed for Tu Qi with a blank expression.

However, Tuqi herself didn't care at all. She stretched out her finger and picked up a bottle of bright red nail polish from the table.

While applying the dye, he explained:

"Teacher, don't worry about those things. Dead people can't get married."

"That's true."

After painting her nails, Tuqi covered them with her wide robe, rose from the Sacred Flame Hall, and walked toward Discipline Room 81.

As soon as the door opened, Tu Mi was lying in a very ungraceful position.

She propped her feet up on the icon of the precepts, and the prayers were torn to shreds and crumpled into balls.

Aim at the icon and throw!

"What are you doing here?" Noticing Tu Qi's arrival, Tu Mi didn't even look up.

Tuqi smiled, slowly walked to her sister's side, leaned down and licked her sister's earlobe with the tip of her tongue: