With Arrodes's question echoing in his ears, Klein felt his cheeks stiffen. He did not dare look at what Miss Sharron beside him might think of him.
Of course, even without looking, he could roughly guess that she would not show any unnecessary expression... After all, this level of teasing was far too mild compared to the "malice" she had endured every day when she had been in the Rose School.
What he did not know was that although Miss Sharron's azure eyes did not move at all, her pupils had still dilated slightly when she saw her own image appear in the Full-Length Mirror—though she returned to normal a second later.
By then, Klein had calmed down. He seriously considered Arrodes's question and confirmed that it was merely asking what styles of women's clothing he liked. While that was still prying into his privacy, it was not something he could not reveal...
Thus, he took a deep breath and answered, "Yes."
The golden words on the Full-Length Mirror immediately brightened with excitement, wriggling and rearranging themselves:
"Thank you for your answer.
"Your loyal and humble servant, Arrodes, has a small suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"
Hearing this, Klein no longer cared about the slight embarrassment welling up inside him and said solemnly, "Go ahead."
Arrodes traced one word after another across the mirror's surface:
"If you cannot ensure that you can truly kill a Demigod target, it is best not to drive them into a desperate situation.
"Once they stop suppressing themselves and completely abandon their sense of self, they will mutate into incomplete, insane mythical creatures.
"Many times, Demigods are in poor condition and unable to fully wield their strength because they are resisting the tendency to lose control.
"My suggestion is complete. You may ask