Russell had just let go.
The girl whose face had been kneaded looked at Russell with anticipation in her eyes.
"What should I do, Teacher?"
Naturally, she was asking about the guidance Pink Fatty had mentioned last night.
Judging by Pink Fatty's behavior,
this was an extremely serious matter to her. Yet unexpectedly, she now looked perfectly calm and at ease.
Even without using the Black Crown to sense emotional shifts, there was no sign of nervousness whatsoever.
Russell could not help admiring her control over her expression.
Was she habitually presenting a flawless appearance?
Or was this simply what she looked like when nervous?
Though this Kisui version of Elysia lacked experience, her perfection far surpassed Pink Fatty's.
However, that perfection had not formed through exceptional intelligence or vast experience. It was an innate noble quality—the "divinity" Pink Fatty disliked.
She yearned for equality.
Yet by birth, she was more equal than others.
"Getting straight to the point?"
Russell rubbed his chin.
Let him think about how a certain Pink Fatty had gradually descended from godhood into humanity...
"A lofty Goddess should be the light and beacon guiding humanity forward, not someone walking alongside them."
"Is that a reality you dislike?"
Russell asked the adorable girl.
"Yes."
The girl's emotions fluctuated slightly, but her smile remained as radiant and warm as ever, like a little sun.
"This isn't something I can't accept..."
"But I still want to understand humanity more deeply, understand the world, understand all beautiful things."
She spoke softly. Her bright eyes were filled with longing.
"You want to understand humanity and this world more deeply?"
Russell smiled slightly as well. Her words clearly ran somewhat counter to common sense—most people pursued higher peaks, seeking to become superior to others.
Yet she, born in Rome, wanted to