ALL NOVEL Chapter 37: Leading from Afar
"I don't really need it. Honestly, I'm not that fond of singing," Xanthia said truthfully.
"Huh? But you seem really serious about practicing, and your progress is impressive. Plus, you seem to enjoy it," Dionysius puzzled.
"Even though I'm not particularly fond of it, having diverse skills can't hurt, and it's good to be prepared for the worst. If I ever end up unfortunate and on the streets, singing might be my only way to make a living," Xanthia half-joked, half-serious.
"As long as I'm around, that day won't come! I'll take care of you, Xanthia," Dionysius promised, always true to his word.
"You? You're still relying on your familia now, just a high school student. Don't talk big. Maybe I'll even earn money before you do," Xanthia smiled. In this day and age, if a pretty girl is determined to make money, it's much easier than for a man.
"I can't help it. High school is just too restrictive. But things will get better in college," Dionysius said calmly.
What he didn't tell Xanthia was that, since the third generation of the Papadopoulos familia tended to slack off in academics, he was the shining star among them, the "academic seed."
As long as he scored well on the college entrance exam, bringing honor to the Papadopoulos familia, his grandfather would surely reward him generously.
So, he had to study hard during high school so that he could get startup capital after entering college. Then he would prove himself step by step, ultimately seizing control of the entire Papadopoulos familia.
It could only be said that Dionysius's thoughts were naive and idealistic, but he was limited by being a high school student, lacking the boldness to establish himself independently.
"Yeah, yeah, I believe you," Xanthia placated half-heartedly.
"So, in the future, I'll definitely hire the best music producer to write songs for you!" Dionysius promised again.
"I've already said I don't need that. I can write songs myself," she joked. After all, she had the system; why would she need someone else to write songs for her?
With that, Dionysius was speechless, only able to silently complain about his "sister." It's just as ridiculous as learning dance through a dance machine!
Sister, why are you so ordinary yet so confident?
And so, the brief encounter between Dionysius and Xanthia during this long holiday came to an end.
But their contact on Synomilia Social did not cease.
Of course, it was Dionysius who proactively reached out to Xanthia, frequently sharing various things with her. For events like the Autumn familia banquet, he would provide her with live updates, complete with photos and short videos.
Dionysius seemed to treat Xanthia as a confidante, venting about his cousins and siblings.
It was apparent that his exceptional qualities had earned him increasing recognition from their grandfather. As the "model child" in the familia, it was inevitable that the third-generation members of the Papadopoulos familia would view him with hostility.
Xanthia, on the other hand, had a bad habit of discarding tools like worn-out shoes once she had completed her tasks.
However, considering that "little brother Dionysius" was a promising, obedient, and valuable tool she could exploit for free, she patiently responded to him. She maintained the warmth of an elder sister and the thoughtfulness of a younger one, providing him with immense emotional value.
Dionysius had no idea that Xanthia was merely responding to him in a perfunctory manner, a high-level brush-off. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking this must be the bond of siblings thicker than water. When he becomes successful in the future, he will definitely pamper his "sister" to the skies!
Meanwhile, Xanthia was already immersed in the joy of exploring her new abilities!
As a player, the most exhilarating moments are when you draw a new card, acquire new skills, or unlock new gameplay.
She first tried out her Level 2 dance skill. Although this mastery-level dance skill couldn't yet elevate her to the heights of a professional dancer, it made her stand out among amateur enthusiasts.
She skillfully opened Metube, navigated to the dance section, and began enjoying the dances of these performers.
What made her happy was that she felt these dances were clearly at a level she could also achieve!
She tentatively followed along with the video. The system indicated that the Level 2 dance skill was in use, and she found herself completely in control. Her body danced proficiently, with her movements precise and on beat, the rhythm and cadence perfect!
So this is what the Level 2 dance skill is like, how amazing!
It felt so exhilarating to use!
Xanthia's happiness value has increased again. Now she is only missing qipao, stockings, and a high-slit skirt to match those dance zone up-and-coming personalities... she definitely needs to turn up the heat!
With this thought in mind, she felt that she must reward herself. She had obtained a set of equipment from the beginner's package - a JK uniform and over-the-knee socks. Her current charm value was enough to wear this equipment!
Although her small apartment was not large, there was still a full-length mirror in it. She began to strip in front of the mirror and put on the JK uniform that suited her XP...
Although she had secretly pleasured admired her own naked body many times, she felt slightly regretful that her too thin and weak body actually looked better with clothes on. In order to increase the happiness value of seeing herself without clothes in the future, she must work hard!
Of course, those perfectly proportioned fair legs were flawless, it was unfair not to wear stockings and do justice to its "thigh supremacy"!
As for those intiminate places, she could only appreciate them for herself. There was no need to share this happiness with others.
After much trouble, she first put on a pure white shirt with a pleated skirt. This JK uniform from the system was not a sailor suit, but a Western-style uniform with a bow tie at the collar.
"Wow, this purple quality fashion item produced by the system is really good material, very breathable, and comfortable to wear! Now I'm looking forward to the golden quality ones in the future..." Xanthia muttered to herself.
And the highlight was, of course, putting on those black over-the-knee socks. She almost wished she had a clone, one to put them on and the other to admire beside her - there should be a GIF here, mature readers can find it themselves!
After completely wearing this set of equipment, Xanthia looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but stare, what a pure and beautiful high school girl to the extreme!
Isn't it too tempting for a crime?
Maybe the only flaw is that she is too "well-endowed", the airport on her chest weakens the charm of the pure white shirt. Actually, it doesn't need to be too big, just to the level of "B", to create some curvature and make it more symmetrical and perfect.
After all the preparation was done, she finally started to reward herself, doing something seductive... oops, dancing in front of the mirror for herself to enjoy. Is there a problem with that?
At that moment, Xanthia raised her skirt to enhance the curvature of her buttom, stood on one leg, body slightly bent forward, with her other leg extended backward and both hands outstretched as if she was holding paper fans. Her strength made it easy to maintain this pose, even when stopping abruptly.
Xanthia gently tilt her chin up and look down slightly, assertively. Her posture incites a powerful desire to dominate combine with an alluring irrestible gaze.
There is no problem at all!
"Yes, there's no problem at all!"
She must take selfies at this time...
