Get Out of Here, You're Distracting Me from Studying! / Princess, Why Are You Wearing Rin's Clothes?

"I've seen her several times—"

"The children in the Human Village all love watching her puppet show."

Kaguya propped her chin up with one hand and looked at Reisen, becoming unusually serious.

"Now then, you'd better answer my questions honestly."

"Mhm—"

Seeing her own Princess become serious, Reisen swallowed nervously and nodded.

"Do you think she's pretty?"

"Mhm—"

Reisen recalled Alice's doll-like appearance and nodded.

"Then do you think I'm prettier, or is Megatron better-looking?"

This left Reisen completely dumbfounded.

She didn't understand, but even a rabbit knew the correct answer.

"O-Of course Her Highness the Princess is!"

PS: I forgot to add the recommendation link yesterday, so here it is: "Chosen One! Have You Met With Disaster?"

Go Away, You're Distracting Me From Studying!

It had been nearly a week since Kiana moved into Mo Yi's home.

From Mo Yi's personal perspective, his life had changed quite a bit, but overall, it had been for the better.

Because Mo Yi realized that he laughed noticeably more often each day than before, whether Kiana annoyed him into laughing or made him laugh.

Of course, the two of them did not interact that much, and they did not see each other for very long each day.

Mo Yi wanted to use the summer break to clear the trial game, so whenever he had time, he sat in his room playing Honor of Kings. Naturally, Houraisan Kaguya, Her Highness the Princess who seemingly did not need to rest or eat, joined him. Their win rate when they queued together remained above eighty percent.

Of course, since Mo Yi knew her true identity, he could roughly guess how she lived. Whenever she got hungry, she activated the abilities of Eternity and Moment, ate a meal, took an after-meal nap, then got up and carried on, all within a second.

Or when she was truly too tired, she could simply commit "suicide out of love," revive on the spot at full health and in perfect condition, then continue playing games.

However, he still had not finished conquering Zilean, the Chronomancer. He had collected enough soul stones, but he still could not defeat him in dreams.

An enemy who controlled time was every bit as disgusting and underhanded as Mo Yi had imagined. Even though the opponent's overall strength was restricted to Mo Yi's level, he constantly accelerated himself with time while slowing Mo Yi down with a wave of his hand. Mo Yi could barely even touch the hem of his clothes. Even when Mo Yi finally unleashed his ultimate and dealt massive damage, even instantly killing a squishy mage like Zilean, the Chronomancer, the man would immediately be enveloped in an invisible force, reverse time, and return himself to an uninjured state.

After wrestling and fighting with him for several nights, only to be kited until he collapsed every time, Mo Yi decided to give up on forcing him into submission with strength and instead earn his approval by raising their affinity.

Zilean, the Chronomancer, was also called Old Man Time by countless summoners, and his temperament was much like an old man on the street dragging people over for a game of chess. Clearly, Mo Yi had intended to conquer him through verbal sparring, but in the end, Mo Yi discovered that the old man had verbally battered him instead.

Old Man Time could philosophize and feed people chicken soup for the soul, pumping Mo Yi full of motivation. Or he could lay out facts, debate endlessly, and reason with you. At the slightest disagreement, he would begin with, "About a billion years ago, I..." and launch into stories of his past.

Yes, according to Old Man Time, he had run a school in another universe for nearly ten thousand years, a school called Super God Academy. As its principal, he naturally had to teach and educate students every day. A qualified principal had to be able to say, "Let me say a few words," at any occasion and then ramble for half an hour. Otherwise, that principal had no standards at all and might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.

That was why Mo Yi understood why the other man's verbal skills so vastly surpassed his own. After all, talking people to death was the man's livelihood.

Of course, Mo Yi had not gained nothing. The other party was also quite willing to teach him new knowledge, such as miniature wormhole transport technology, dark energy, and matter decryption and application technology.

In the other man's words, once Mo Yi learned this knowledge, he could freely fly through space and survive even after leaving Earth's atmosphere.

The dark matter power system he taught was clearly completely unrelated to the Rune power system taught by Rune Mage Ryze. It gave Mo Yi the miserable feeling of an undergraduate history major trying to study advanced physics, countless times more painful than higher mathematics, the legendary subject that made millions of university students weep and fail every year.

More than once, Mo Yi had complained inwardly that the abilities the man used and the phenomena he displayed looked exactly like mystical magic, yet the knowledge he insisted on cramming into Mo Yi's head was scientific knowledge far beyond Earth's level.

Although Mo Yi forcibly memorized that knowledge, it was like an ordinary person memorizing the theory of relativity. You knew it was amazing, but it was useless in daily life. After all, no ordinary person could run faster than light, distort spacetime, and travel through time.

After some probing, Mo Yi also learned from Old Man Time how to earn his approval: take an exam. That was right, complete a test written by him, with eighty points as the passing score.

Mo Yi could only tell himself—Go away, you're distracting me from studying!

Of course, he only shouted that in his heart.

Then Mo Yi felt as though he had returned to his senior year of high school. Whenever he had spare time, he pulled out a small notebook and pondered over that advanced knowledge that looked impressive but was utterly useless to him at the moment.

As for Kiana, she was busy every day with her pleasant food delivery work. According to her, once she delivered food for a while longer and accumulated enough mission points, she could go to the Cultivator Association to take the upgrade examination for D-class cultivators.

She went out early every morning, then returned around noon carrying two lunch boxes to have lunch with Mo Yi.

Afterward, she went back out to work. Mo Yi handled dinner, so when she came home at night, she could have a hearty meal. Eating takeout all the time was not good for people.

Even though Mo Yi had stopped dwelling on where the takeout Kiana brought back came from.

The time they saw each other each day amounted to those two meals, while in the evenings they returned to their rooms to work on their own things. Yet Mo Yi seemed to have gotten used to her presence. If she came home too late at night, he would worry whether she had ridden that Little Sheep electric scooter too fast and fallen into a sewer.

As for the World's Number One Princess, ever since she revealed her true identity, Mo Yi spent even more time with her. Previously, they had only queued together and chatted in Honor of Kings.

Now, whether she had something to say or not, she would send him messages through the chat app Eien-tei Online. Either she complained to Mo Yi about recent anime, or she called him over to play some new game she had found. It made Mo Yi feel as if a virus called NEET Princess was rapidly invading his life.

Just as she had said before, she also sent him an enormous compressed file. After Mo Yi accepted it, opened it, and looked through it for a while, it really was her fan comic.

How could upright and unyielding Mo Yi possibly look at a friend's study materials? That night, he sternly criticized Houraisan Kaguya and told her that Mo Yi was a man who had risen above lowbrow tastes.

As for those study materials capable of blowing up the home computer's memory, Mo Yi "sealed" them away in Eien-tei Online's built-in cloud storage. When the night was quiet and he happened to remember them, he would take them out and properly criticize her again, always remaining vigilant against being corrupted and falling into depravity.

"Ding-dong—"

Eien-tei Online sounded another message notification. Mo Yi only had one friend, so who else could it be besides Kaguya?

Mo Yi helplessly set down the notebook filled with all sorts of black-tech knowledge and opened Kaguya's message through the Little World Game interface.

At first, Kaguya's messages had openings that could be refused or ignored, such as "Are you busy?", "Want to queue together?", or "I'm so bored!!"

But now things had changed. Perhaps because Mo Yi had rejected her several times by saying he was studying, she now sent messages that gave him no chance to respond. Like this time, she directly sent a "video chat invitation." No nonsense—he could only accept or refuse.

Mo Yi: What could I do? I was desperate too! Of course I could only accept!

Princess, Why Are You Wearing Pinru's Clothes?

After he confirmed the video chat, Kaguya appeared before Mo Yi. However—

Standing before him was a high school girl wearing a black uniform resembling a small suit jacket over a white shirt, a pink plaid short skirt below, and white knee-high socks. Her waist-length princess-style hair, unchanged for ten thousand years, had also been tied into a long high ponytail with a red ribbon.