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The wind blew across the lake surface, bringing waves of freshness, and then the two followed the path toward the heart of the lake, where there was a small, quaint lakeside pavilion restaurant that could seat 4-5 people and would have the al set up as reserved in advance.
Along the edge of the lake was a band of snow-white sand grains about twenty ters wide, which were actually salt that had not been purified or refined yet. As they walked towards the center of the lake, the water shifted from light pink to pale red, then gradually to tea red, and finally from tea red to rose red.
After arriving at this wooden-built restaurant in the middle, Deloris had Tilan sit down, then she pulled open a partition under the table, took out the pre-ordered drinks and al boxes, and placed them on the table.
Although she knew there were no maids to do the work here, Tilan still found it amusing to watch Deloris doing these tasks.
"Would you like so rose dew? I ordered it in advance," Deloris pointed to the bottles set on the table.
"I'll have so." Afterwards, the two began to unpack the al boxes, then divided the steaming delicacies before them, and then ate while enjoying the surrounding scenery.
"I was here once two years ago, and I found it stunning at the ti. However, booking this restaurant requires a lot of advance notice and is quite troubleso, so I haven't co here much afterward," Deloris talked about her past visit with others.
"It was a few classmates who organized it back then, they invited over," she added.
The two discussed their middle school days, and Deloris told Tilan about the noble all-girls school she used to attend. Although there are no longer nobles, most people still refer to that school that way because it was filled with girls from good families.
"It's not particularly special; it's just that parents are afraid their children will start dating early, especially girls who stand to inherit family business. They fear being deceived by the opposite sex too soon, so they simply decide to send their daughters to all-girls' schools to avoid it," Deloris spoke of her childhood.
"When it was ti to choose a high school, my father initially planned for to go to Swarm's Reign Academy, not only because of its high ranking but also because it was an all-girls' school," she said.
"So how did Deloris manage to change his mind?" Tilan was curious.
"Because I didn't want to, so I persuaded my father," Deloris's response seed particularly straightforward.
"The reason for not wanting to is quite simple: when there are too many girls, getting along isn't necessarily easy. Although I'm a girl myself, I must say that many girls' thoughts are too complicated, especially those from wealthy families. Precisely because they have more wealth and nurous siblings, there will be a sense of competition among them over ti, which can change their nature," she explained.
"Also, I believe that if one doesn't interact with the opposite sex for a long ti, one might gradually develop a skewed perception. This is like what so philosophies or politics say about needing a juxtaposition or reference point to ascertain oneself," she continued.
"If you're surrounded by girls all the ti, you're likely to beco lax and unreserved, but if there's a boy present, you might restrain yourself and pay more attention to your image. In the contrast between the sexes, you gradually realize where you stand, which is actually more conducive to establishing a correct worldview," Deloris released her fingers and lightly pressed them on the railing, looking at the scenery in the distance.
"I don't really like the noisy environnt among girls; I prefer it to be more stable and quieter. So, in the end, I chose Edith Academy. Compared to the noisier and more competitive Saint Yingo, the incompatible Crystal Lattice School, the more conservative Lelysia Church Academy, and the predominantly male Thunder Edge Academy, the atmosphere of Edith Academy suited better," she said.
"Deloris really is mature beyond her years," the young girl remarked softly.
"That probably cos from my father. He's a businessman, but he also likes to study various philosophies and such. We have quite a few books on that at ho. He's been teaching about these topics since I was young. Even though I half-understood them as a child, I was still heavily influenced," she said.
"As for , I'm more influenced by my mother. Many of my habits and styles are influenced by her," Tilan reflected on her past, though her mother was probably more confident than she was as a child because she was always sensitive due to her sister's influence.
Let's not dwell on the past for now; there's still important business to attend to. She put a halt to her nostalgic thoughts.
"Right, does Deloris know much about the Indigo Cornflower Club?"
"I'm familiar with them because they invited when I first arrived at school, but I was aiming to avoid that kind of girl-surrounded environnt, so naturally, I refused," she said.
"Have you heard about so issues with them lately, Deloris?"
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"I've heard about it, apparently it's having a negative influence. Even my father asked over the phone if I had anything to do with them," Deloris said as she gently swirled the rose dew in her hand, adding a few ice cubes.
"Then it seems we indeed need to deal with it," Tilan felt that if this club continued, it would probably affect the new student enrollnt rate for the next term. Although Edith Academy wasn't lacking in applicants, reputation was still very important.
"Recently, President Amors gave a new task," she spoke of her reason for seeking out Deloris.
"So that's how it is. I was wondering why Tilan suddenly asked out for dinner today," Deloris cast a sidelong glance at the black-haired girl, her words carrying a hint of a small complaint, as if to say, if it weren't for this matter, Tilan might not have asked her to dine together.
"I got it~ Even if there's nothing up next ti, I'll still ask Deloris out," Tilan could only nod in response, appeasing her companion.
"Let think, how about camping in the forest next ti? It's not really about pitching tents, but there's a treehouse hotel that's quite interesting," Deloris, having seized the opportunity, naturally would not easily let go of the chance to set a date.
"Okay," the girl nodded. It was just a camping trip, after all.
"As for the Indigo Cornflower Club, let think of so people I know..." Deloris stirred her rose dew, her gaze drifting to one side.
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"I rember now, a forr classmate of mine seems to be in this club," she recalled.
"Can you get in touch, or are you familiar with them?" Tilan inquired.
"We weren't close before, but, well, it wouldn't be hard for to beco good friends with them if I wanted to," Deloris displayed the confidence befitting a wealthy young lady.
"Do you want to disband this club?"
"There's an idea to reform it, but it's not absolutely necessary to disband it."
"Disbanding it could solve so of the public opinion issues, but the effect is limited. If we make Serasilence apologize publicly, the effect would be much better," Deloris analyzed slowly.
"But such a humiliating thing, would she do it?" Tilan asked, surprised.
"Tilan is still very soft-hearted. If she doesn't want to, does that an she doesn't have to do it? When her mistake led to all sorts of negative dia attention and damaged everyone's reputation, did everyone want that? If I were the student council president, I would use her as an example to establish authority. Not only would it solve the public opinion problem, but it would also let many students feel vindicated."
"Imagine, you entered an academy everyone admired and you were satisfied with, but then a bad seed erges, and it embarrasses you in front of family and friends; how would you feel?"
"Dealing with her wouldn't bring resentnt from the students. Instead, you would earn their respect. You're just too concerned about how everyone feels. Sigh, you could be such a powerful person, yet you limit yourself by not taking decisive action," Deloris believed that with Tilan's intelligence and the guidance from President Amors, she should have thought of this, but it was habitually overlooked by her.
After listening, the girl closed and then reopened her eyes, blinking once before finally speaking slowly.
"I understand now, there seems to be no reason to refuse..."
Although she was influenced by her mother's kindhearted nature, she was not without rationality. Instead, because of her childhood experiences, she understood all too well that excessive kindness and compromise would only encourage others to take advantage.
It was just that habit had beco second nature; the subconscious thoughts she had always harbored had trapped her.
"In that case, dealing with Serasilence and making her publicly apologize seems like a necessary action."
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