Ch-27 Did Amelia just purposed?

My lips did a little jig, as I mumbled, "We aren't flirting, are we? Or is this some weird mating dance?"

"... Oh honey, you're flirting alright! Laying it on thicker than grandma's lumberjack pancakes!" Gwen guffawed while Amelia shot her a look drier than the sahara.

I could practically see the tumbleweed of cumbersome rolling between us. This was about to get uglier than a bar fight between mimes.

"Sensei." Amelia's cold venom was wet from her words.

"If you didn't properly educate the class instead of your no funny lines… I'm about to put your dirty laundry on array for all to view… how you lured innocent youths with promises of extra credit and-"

—clap! —clap!

"You stupid disciple, Amelia. You saucy little thing, Iqw will instill proper manners in you at the training grounds."

Gwen clapped loudly, interrupting like a parent at a kid's magic show. "Okay, okay! Let's not go airing everyone's crusty undies just yet. I'll describe it further from here, Iris."

Oh, So they are masters and have a disciplined relationship, huh! Nay, not a single soul batted an eye at this turn of events, for it all made perfect, logical sense to me.

I also was hardly caught off guard when news of Amelia's daring request reached my ears by Gwen.

After all, why would she seek to ensnare an unsuspecting soul like myself into the treacherous world of discipleship under Gwen, A teacher in this campus.

Ah, but who could blame the dear teachers? A single personal discipline flows through their veins like the sweetest of syrups. Even since they are the pillars upon which our apex campus is built!

I took my seat, attentively listening to Gwen, near Amelia. "I doubt I could commit to being another's protégé."

"..." Amelia fell silent for a moment, then leaned in and softly responded, "If not hers, I shall make you my personal pupil. And should you choose to be under my tutelage... I will occasionally kiss on your lips."

She winked at me, "If you become hers then I will do it on your cheeks, or forehead."

"..." I was speechless and couldn't believe what I was hearing! This bold minx was toying with me, but why and how?

To be honest, I couldn't fathom why she treated me so differently from everyone else. Is there a reason...

Wait a minute! Is she... seducing me? Does she know I'm a goddess?

… A beauty queen like myself can't simply blush at such simple lines — I've been proposed to with far grander gestures in the past.

I became lost in my whirlwind of thoughts, then suddenly felt a watery warmth upon my cheek.

"Huh!" I turned to see Amelia laughing in a low, sultry tone as my eyes widened. I got a... peck! Omg, she is too much.

"You-" I began to say she was rude but-

"Do you think I was just joking?"

-She grabbed my chin, and I gulped all the saliva, closing my eyes instinctively. Wait! Why am I giving in? This isn't my usual aloof attitude…

"Fufufu~~" Amelia manumit my chin, causing my heated body to bow in shame.

I had pictured she would plant a kiss upon my lips after her breath caressed my mouth. Ahhh, her lines are overloading now.

"Everyone, what Iris explained was faultless. But remember one thing… there are five core types." Gwen engraved the names of the cores on the blackboard before turning to face all the students.

"The last designation is Galaxia. A truly exceptional and scarce core, revolutionizing its rank is a very hard assignment. The likelihood of your core ascending to this echelon is nothing short of miraculous."

"Only a minuscule fraction, one in billions, could potentially attain it… what a rarity, isn't it? Now allow me to elucidate how one might discriminate between its presence and rank."

Gwen took her position at the podium, placing her hand over her heart. Her breathing was visible to the entire crowd of students.

"Take a deep breath!" she instructed. The method is very easy for goddesses like me.

With that, We can be impeccable… sense our core by directing consciousness to the center of our chest, side our heart.

This is the location where our crystalline core resides, connecting all the meridian pathways. It is basic knowledge in this realm, understood by everyone, And other worlds.

The key assay is in detecting the level of one's core. This luminous, crystal-shaped core has glowing blue veins extending from it.

For instance, if I possessed an Auracore, it would have two veins. As one advances to the next level, the Lumispark core, the number of veins doubles.

These veins and core function similarly to the heart, but instead of pumping blood, they channel spirit essence throughout the body's cells.

—fuaaa!

"I've got an Auracore level core," I sighed, smacking myself a little against the wall like a deflated balloon. Amelia grabbed my hand, her smile brighter than a supernova.

"Don't worry, bestie, I'll help you upgrade that core of yours." she said, patting my head like I was a good little puppy.

My stomach felt like a botanical garden in full bloom as I nodded, trying not to drool over her offer.

"Jeez, thanks, Amelia," I managed to squeak out, my voice cracking like prepubescent women. "With your guidance, I'll be rocking a Lumispark core in no time, and then the boys will be lining up to bask in my distinction!"

Amelia spun her eyes so hard… pfffh… I thought they might get out in the back of her head. "Sure, whatever you say. Now, let's get to work before your ego inflates to the size of a hot air balloon."

She poked my cheeks with a mischievous grin, her words instantly turning my face into a ripe tomato. "I have one condition... You just have to say 'wife.' to me… everyday"

"... What?" I shouted loudly, receiving everyone's eyes on us.

Did she just propose? To me for marriage? Why? Was it love at first sight?