"Like...a god won't fall in love with a person."

"This is where the problem lies."

Natasha suddenly exhaled. She looked at Schiller with an incomprehensible look and said, "But I am sure that even if you fall in love with any of us, they will not really think that you are an ordinary person."

"Because emotional details are often very private, even the most ignorant people will not pry into them, or most of them will assume that this is just another of my divine plans."

"I'm afraid so, but judging from your expression, it seems that you have other plans." Natasha began to feel uneasy again.

At this moment, Charles's gentle voice sounded in the minds of both of them at the same time: "Loki just called me and asked Schiller if he was attending classes in the dream school, because she couldn't find him in the sanatorium or clinic.

Shall I tell her where you are? Doctor."

"Of course." Schiller immediately answered in the affirmative.

With a "crash", a fish that bit the hook flew out of the water, shining brightly in the sun. Schiller grabbed the fish's tail and threw it to the ground. Eight hundred frames flashed through Natasha's mind.

Picture of fish being sliced.

The female agent suddenly jumped up from her stool and shouted to Charles in her head.

"No! Professor! Don't let her come!!!"
Chapter completed!