As the two bigwigs on the podium were discussing matters and the students below were whispering to each other, Su Ya, sandwiched between them, seemed a bit redundant.
One moment, she was biting her lips, taking small glances at her lady; another, she was tilting her small face, looking left and right at the magical glows rising and falling in the classroom.
As the personal maid of Su Shijun, she couldn't frolic freely like her peers.
At most when bored, she would stand on tiptoes to feel the shifting and changing of her body's center of gravity under different conditions—but this small pleasure definitely couldn't be discovered by others.
So, when the stick figure behind the door greeted her, the little fox lady immediately tightened her muscles and stood up straight.
"Little Fox!" The stick figure lowered his voice and called out, "The little fox by the lectern?!"
Su Ya tilted her head, gave it a glance, not knowing whether she should respond.
