The one most affected besides Heisha is Teresa.

This young lady from a prestigious family often collaborates with him in the Extreme Association, so during several simulations, their communication would occasionally include actions that go beyond the current friendship level.

But fortunately, Teresa the young lady has a bit of a sharp tongue.

She would straightforwardly mock whenever such things happen.

So even though they collaborate in simulations for a long time, Chloe can still distinguish clearly in reality.

—After all, any attempt to fast-forward would be interrupted by someone.

However, it's understandable.

Teresa's Fragrance talent is enough for the young lady to know just how much of a woman's scent she carries with her.

With the young lady's pride, she wouldn't consider going further in this regard.

Yet, even so, they quickly developed a friendship that allowed them to banter with each other.

Moving on to the third victim, ahem, the third person affected is Fratiss.

She used to be Chloe's little sister for several years and was among the first to be looked after by Chloe as a junior, which, purely from an emotional angle, places her even above the aforementioned individuals.

However, the little foodie is naturally a bit goofy, plus there's still Kasha's residual instinct, making her even more affectionate with herself, so she doesn't mind the boundary-crossing behavior.

But it's different with Laura and Miseria.

Both are key members of the Fantasy Association, and they both have a fairly good relationship with his lover.

So these two sides are the most troublesome.

Thinking of this matter, Chloe's forehead throbbed wildly.

Laura harbors a very favorable impression of him due to Senior Morton, which is actually in a quite dangerous category.

But for now, as he hasn't interacted much with Laura, any big problem remains a small issue.

Yet Miseria is a trouble.

She's been having too much frequent interaction with me lately.

Damn, how did it end up like this?

"Vice President?"

"Yes, yes... you asked me to encourage you..."

Miseria's head rested on Chloe's shoulder, not daring to look at her.

If he sees, it would be so super embarrassing.

But...

Their concern for each other was real.

"... During this time, you and Fratiss really worked hard, you both did great, so I'm not at all worried about you running into trouble."

"Mm, thank you, Senior Sister."

Seeing Chloe not showing much reaction, Miseria slowly released her hand.

[Ah, what is this feeling where I don't want him to notice but hope he can sense my feelings?]

...

On-site at the hall.

Professor Lan observed the surrounding scene with great interest.

"There are a lot more people than I imagined."

Faintly, the conversation of students could be heard around.

"Isn't this the university's Fantasy Show? Why is it so lively?"

"Because the Fantasy Association is pretty popular, and many people have come from the Expo next door to see the Artificial Earth Divine Pattern Technology, just stopping by."

Professor Lan pondered.

No wonder she mentioned so many people today.

In principle, university Fantasy Shows still have a notable gap compared to professional ones.

Even if it can help others digest Extraordinary Traits, the number of people qualified to enter the Ethereal Emblem and come to observe shouldn't be that many.

Now, this bustling scene indeed gives off a sense of a grand Fantasy Show.

"With so many people around, that kid Chloe might not easily spot me, right?"

Professor Lan, or rather the witch April, revealed a smile of interest.

While this involves some risks, the witch's inherently free-spirited nature found it quite entertaining.

As the lights gradually dimmed.

A beam of fantastical light spread around.

The surrounding scene changed rapidly, unknowingly drawing the audience into a new environment.

The script for this Fantasy Show is titled "Dream of the White Crane."

This script tells the story of a conflict between the White Crane Half-Beastman race and their arch-enemies the Red Eagle Half-Beastmen.

The conflict between the cranes and eagles was growing intense, while the leading characters' journey through the torrents of time unfolded.

The typical approach of using minor characters to reflect major historical events.

April, in the audience, rarely showed a pleasant smile.

Achieving this level in a Fantasy Show is not an easy feat.

Though she is semi-mad and magical, it doesn't impair her ability to give credit where it's due to those who put in effort.

Of course, most importantly...

"Ah, watching handsome men and beautiful women perform a Fantasy Show is truly a delight."

Backstage at this moment.

After finishing their scenes, Chloe and Fratiss were watching the on-stage performance with great interest.

"Seniors and Senior Sisters are all amazing!"

"Right? They're all doing a great job."

"Mm-hmm."

"But Fratiss and I didn't do too bad either!"

Chloe boasted.

"We really put in a lot of effort!" the little foodie chuckled after hearing praise, "Though watching a Fantasy Show as an audience is nice, being an actor backstage is a wonderfully unique experience."

"Like what?"

"Seeing everyone come together to produce the Fantasy Show, the sweat shed by everyone working together, that sense of unity is really nice!"

The little foodie tilted her head, quietly watching the performance on stage:

"Indeed, joining the Fantasy Association was the right choice."

Chloe noticed the joyous expression on Fratiss' face, his mood improved a little.

Seemingly aware of the senior's gaze, Fratiss turned around and smiled with a hint of delight:

"Also... because it was with Senior accompanying me in the performance, I was able to perform so freely this time. It's really great to perform with you."

Chloe patted the little foodie on the head, but halfway through, he realized something and let go of his hand.

"Actually, performing with Junior is really a nice experience, especially with that serious expression..."

Chloe poked Fratiss and said with a playful grin:

"It actually helped me get rid of a lot of useless worries."

"Is that so?"

"Haha, and don't you think performing the Fantasy Show with the vice president was a lot of fun?"

"Yes, yes, rehearsing with Senior every day is a lot of fun, especially this time was truly enjoyable. I really hope we can work on a play together again."

The little foodie looked up towards Miseria who was walking backstage.

Hearing their conversation, Miseria instinctively looked over.

And then she saw Fratiss waving her little hand at her.

The gesture was so adorable that Miseria couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She walked over and said:

"You need to be prepared, the final scene is coming up soon."

"Okay."*2

The little foodie looked at Miseria expectantly and said:

"Senior, can you give us some encouragement before we go on stage for the last time?"

Miseria instinctively thought of the previous scene where she hugged Chloe.

"Yeah, you all performed really well today, so please enjoy the cheers from everyone. And then..."

Miseria reached out and hugged them both:

"In any case, I'm really happy to work with you two cuties, it's been quite a tough time recently."

Her face blushed slightly.

The hug was real.

The blessing was real.

But she also wanted to ease the awkwardness from hugging Junior earlier.

[With both of them together, he likely won't think too much about it]

Chloe reached out and patted Miseria's head:

"Senior seems really happy today."

Miseria whispered:

"Uh, really?"

Fratiss, with her big sparkling eyes, looked at her makeup and said:

"Senior, you look super pretty today."

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me, it's your turn to go on stage."

…

As the time to go on stage neared.

The stage curtain cast a deep blue shadow behind them, and Chloe could hear the thumping of his heart in his chest.

His fingertips unconsciously played with the unique silver-white feathered accessory of the Diao clan, the cool touch of the engraved metal feeling like it might pierce his skin.

"Senior, look!"

Fratiss suddenly tugged at his sleeve, the fluffy white feather coat fluttering slightly: "The fur on my tail fell off."

Chloe turned his head and saw Fratiss's snowy white crane tail perfectly intact, like a fluffy dandelion.

The girl blinked, her comical appearance dispelling the tension.

Chloe couldn't help but chuckle.

Really, with so many big scenes behind him, why does he still feel nervous at times like this?

In any case, thanks to a certain little foodie, he relaxed.

His nose twitched subtly before he smiled and said:

"Did you sneak a honey pancake before coming onstage?"

"No, I didn't!"

As the girl stomped her foot, the little golden bell on her belt jingled lightly, and she suddenly lowered her head in slight frustration:

"What if I forget my lines later? The White Crane has quite a bit to say."

"Then just trust each other first."

Chloe looked at her slightly tense face.

The faint cheers from the audience below began to rise, like the sound of ocean tides.

He suddenly clasped Fratiss's cool hand and pressed their interlaced palms onto the table.

"Remember how we overcame stage fright during our special training?"

He lightly tapped the tabletop three times with his fingers.

"Crush all your anxieties and swallow them whole!"

Fratiss quickly replied.

The instant their eyes met, they both burst out laughing.

The reflections in the backstage mirror swayed like starlight.

The light beams through the curtain gap shone on Chloe's side profile.

As if echoing from history, he gently smoothed out the unruly hair on the girl's forehead:

"Don't look at the audience, just ignore their gaze."

"Hmm, then you shouldn't keep sneaking glances at Senior Miseria's spot either!" The little foodie wrinkled her nose mischievously, "Last time you almost flung the crane feather at Senior!"

Chloe's face showed an embarrassed expression.

The feathers that exploded that time nearly startled the vice president.

Just then, the bell to announce the start of the show rang.

A cold hand pressed onto the girl's trembling shoulder, feeling the warmth through her costume transfer:

"Get ready to take the stage, my little crane girl."

"Then work hard, you big meanie Diaosaurus."

The two glanced at each other, the complex emotions in their eyes gradually fading.

Replacing them were smiles of shared understanding.

The Fantasy Show specially prepared for the little foodie Fratiss, "Dream of the White Crane", officially began.

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