"The formula for the Dark Lake Rune has a trapezoidal structure, so..."
"P-please wait, I didn't understand the part before that. Could you...?"
"...so when we use the Dark Lake Rune, we need to adjust the contact surface between each tier and the spell model, then embed the original rune into the lower plane..."
"Diena? Diena?"
"..."
Diena did not say a word.
Could the Problem Giant Cat Be a Shy Beauty?, <The Beauty Who Fell from the Sky Is Actually Socially Anxious>, ...
Dozens of titles fit for light novels surfaced in Jiang Han's mind.
"The formula for the Dark Lake Rune is..."
Hey, hey! She was just repeating everything she had said before, wasn't she?
Jiang Han noticed the other girl's eyes. Her gaze was hollow, as though she were looking into nothingness—or like lifting the eyelids of someone asleep. Those silent eyes stared at a place where no one was.
Even though she scrutinized Diena's eyes so carefully, eye to eye, Jiang Han still felt no communication whatsoever.
Diena of the Long Sleep giant cats seemed to have completely sealed off her heart, yet she also clearly displayed emotions that were abundant and fragile.
Her emotions were rich and delicate, like fragile blood vessels woven from ice threads, as if the slightest scrape would make them collapse and seal off her heart.
Even as she taught, it felt more like she was talking to herself.
This wouldn't do.
Jiang Han was not so kind that she would rush over whenever she saw a withdrawn girl, nor would she forcibly drag someone who might genuinely have psychological problems into playing ball and laughing happily with her. That sort of behavior was probably on the same level as loudly harassing a little girl bound to a wheelchair with