266. Seven Kings

A handsome young man with wheat-colored hair stood up, slightly bowed forward to show etiquette to Hela:

"Hela, what kind of books do you usually like to read?"

Hela pondered for a moment:

"Well, all kinds of weird novels..."

Young Cyril felt not only a little delighted because Hela didn't seem as arrogant and cold as Perseis.

Hela continued:

"Also, impressionist and fauvist art, pop culture research, cell biology, Comi philosophy, quantum mechanics papers..."

Teacher Rosa hurriedly interrupted Hela:

"Enough, enough, Hela, how about sitting in that spot? Is it okay?"

Rosa pointed to the seat to the left of the green-haired girl.

Hela walked directly off the stage and sat down on the left of the green-haired girl.

Hela smiled and looked at her deskmate:

"Hello, my name is Hela."

The girl nodded to her:

"Perseis."

After that, Perseis lowered her head to read again.

Hela looked at the uniquely textured book cover in Perseis's hand and obediently withdrew her gaze.