Zijing was driven away by the inexplicable atmosphere between the two people here and sat next to Theresa.

"Hmm? Jing, do you have something to talk to me about?" Theresa looked up at him.

"Give me the information of a student named Hatsuka, a girl with black hair."

"Chuxia?" Theresa blinked. "A new student? You want her information? Why?"

Amethyst looked calm, "I'm a little concerned. I've seen him in the garden before, and he felt... different. As a potential teacher, it's normal to get to know special students."

"I see..." Theresa scratched her head. "Okay, I'll ask the Academic Affairs Office to prepare a basic file for you tomorrow." She suddenly thought of something and her eyes lit up. "Wait, you just said 'potential teacher'? Are you going to be a teacher too?"

"Yeah, that's an idea." Zijing nodded.

"Great!" Theresa almost jumped up with excitement, "Tomorrow! Sign the agreement tomorrow! I'll give you Chuxia's information as well!" She also wanted to spend more time with Zijing, but as the principal, she couldn't leave the school often.

The next morning, the sun shone through the blinds, casting a thin grid of light on the floor of the Amethyst Room. He sat at the table, with a few thin pages about "Early Summer" that Theresa had sent in the morning.

The information was very basic, and only stated the most superficial things, at least what Zijing could observe at a glance. The rest... was blank. Her past experience was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

"Ah……"

Zijing's fingertips traced the few words of introduction, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. At this moment, three rhythmic tapping sounds were heard.

"Come in." Zijing didn't even raise her head.

The door slid open silently, and Rita's elegant figure appeared at the door. She folded her hands in front of her, with a perfect maid's posture and an impeccable smile on her face.

"Good morning, Mr. Amethyst. I hope I didn't disturb you." Rita's voice was as clear as the morning dew.

"Ms. Rita." Zijing closed the file and looked up at her. "So early, is there something wrong?"

Rita nodded slightly and disappeared at the door. A few seconds later, she walked into the room with an exquisite plate and placed the steaming breakfast next to Amethyst's table with a light movement. "I prepared breakfast for you, Mr. Amethyst. Lady Bianca and Miss Kiana are still resting, and I thought you might have woken up." She set the tableware, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over the closed thin document on the table and the almost imperceptible expression on Amethyst's face, which was more relaxed than usual.

"Thank you." Zijing did not touch the tableware immediately. Instead, she leaned back in her chair, tapping the table unconsciously with her fingertips.

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Rita maintained a perfect standing posture, with just the right hint of inquiry in her tone, as natural as talking about the weather.

Amethyst's mouth curved slightly: "Oh? Is it obvious?"

"I just feel that the expression between your brows is a little more relaxed than when I was in Miss Kiana's dormitory yesterday." Rita smiled, "Did you encounter something... worthy of attention?"

Zijing's eyes fell on the closed document and paused for a moment: "I guess so. I found a... very interesting 'blank paper'."

"'Blank paper'?" Rita's eyes also fell on the document, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"Chu Xia, a preparatory student at Saint Freya Academy." Zijing pointed out directly, "The information Theresa provided is too clean."

After searching her memory for a while, Rita nodded slightly: "A young lady with black hair? She does have a unique temperament. The information is so concise... It seems that this 'blank slate' is not as simple as it seems?"

"This is where it gets interesting." Zijing picked up the fork and said casually but firmly, "Rita, do me a favor."

"Please give your orders, Mr. Amethyst."

"Contact Otto." Zijing cut off a small piece of fried egg, "Have him use the intelligence network of Tianming to investigate the details of this 'Chuxia'. From birth to now, don't miss any clues."

Rita nodded slightly: "As you wish. But...what if we can't even find out the destiny?"

Zijing put the food into her mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then looked up at Rita. There was no disappointment in her eyes, but rather a kind of almost joyful understanding.

"Nothing?" He chuckled. "That just proves... this 'blank sheet of paper' hides the deepest secrets. This in itself is the most valuable clue."

Rita bowed slightly: "I understand. I will convey your request to the bishop immediately. Well, I won't disturb you while you eat." She turned gracefully and left the room.

The door closed gently. Amethyst patiently tasted the delicacy prepared by the perfect maid.

……

Zijing stood in front of an ordinary door in the preparatory student dormitory area, raised her hand and counted her fingers.

Knock, knock———!

The door was opened almost immediately, and it was not Chuxia's little black head that came out, but Rosalia. The moment she saw Zijing, her big eyes suddenly widened, and her face was full of shock and vigilance, "As expected!"

"Oh no! Bronya! That suspicious big brother teacher is here!" Rosalia screamed and slammed the door back, so fast that it created a gust of wind.

Amethyst reacted faster, quickly getting one foot stuck in the crack of the door and holding her arms firmly against the door.

"Hey..." His forehead twitched slightly, and his voice was filled with obvious helplessness, "I just..."

"Suspicious person! Close the door!" Lilia's equally alert voice came from inside the door, and she seemed to be helping to push the door. The door panel made a slight creaking sound under the resistance of the purple crystal.

Amethyst raised his voice through the crack in the door: "Bronya-san? Can we talk?" He knew that Bronya was the "main brain" among this group of people.

The resistance behind the door seemed to be a little smaller, and Bronya's faint voice rang out: "Teacher Zijing, what do you want?" Her figure appeared behind Rosalia, her big eyes examining him through the crack in the door, her vigilance undiminished.

Zijing tried to make his tone sound businesslike: "I need to know some information about the preparatory students, especially..." He paused, trying to look over Bronya's shoulder, "Is Hatsuka here?"

"Hatsuxia is resting." Bronya blocked him more tightly. "You can find out the situation through the academy's academic affairs office or the counselor. Breaking into the girls' dormitory directly, Teacher Zijing, is not in compliance with regulations and may easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings." She deliberately emphasized the word "misunderstanding".

"That's right!" Rosalia echoed behind Bronya, "Little Chuxia is so cute, who knows if you are..."

"Rosalia!" Bronya stopped her from making even more outrageous remarks.

Zijing felt a slight headache. He really didn't intend to do anything to a little girl, at least before he completely figured out Chuxia's hidden identity. But facing these young girls with strong protective desires, the explanation seemed pale and powerless.