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"How can I count on your assistance?"

Many questions were swirling around in her head. However, Claia just stopped her from saying that. Even more ecstatic was Claia, who had never tolerated amorous conduct from a boy other than when it was done to injure him. She could sense Jeremy's soft manner and stare. She was overjoyed and hoped that Jeremy wasn't aware of her shame. However, she isn't willing to accept the terrible truth that Jeremy exclusively loves Diora, which is the other extreme. Unfortunately, she is now inside of Diora's body.

"..."

Jeremy ceased speaking. The question "How do you want?"

Claia responded gently, "I don't want anything."

Jeremy was standing above Claia with his hands at her sides as she was now just partially sleeping.

"Why don't I feel any fear at all? Even though I'm so close to him," Claia pondered.

"Ha ha!"

Jeremy saw Claia's agitated expression and started giggling. He had never witnessed Diora put on a face like this in his entire life.

"I'm joking, of course. There is no chance that I will harm you. That's completely impossible," Jeremy exclaimed as he started to back off.

Impossible?

Claia experienced heartache. She adjusted her posture and backed slightly away from Jeremy, who was seated next to him.

In front of him, Jeremy opened the laptop and switched it on. As soon as Claia told him about her secret, he went in search of the school he had been trying to find. He later revealed his secret to Claia. "Is this your school?"

Claia gave a nod. "That's accurate. My school is there."

Claia appeared enthused.

"You reside in a village close to the school, huh?" Jeremy asked.

"Yes. You get 100."

Jeremy looked across to Claia. "How is your family's situation?"

"I was genuinely shocked when I first walked inside this house. I have never before stepped inside a home this opulent and exquisite. My home there is quite dissimilar from this one. There aren't any enormous televisions, magnificent mattresses, ornate sofas, not even decorations, in the house. Absolutely nothing. My parents are, of course, wonderful people."

Jeremy groaned. "How is the food in your home?"

"I eat vegetables every day," Claia said.

"You settle in well here, whereas Diora seems to be struggling. To be here must make you joyful, right?"

Claia responded, "You wouldn't know how it felt to be apart from my folks. What exactly did you say? Happy? How can I be content in the body of a bully when I have such a difficult time getting along with him?" pondered Claia.

Jeremy ceased speaking. He was searching for further details regarding Claia's school while typing on his laptop.

"Ok. Let's take a stroll together."

Jeremy stood up after shutting down the laptop and turned to face Claia. Jeremy moved independently of Claia.

"Strolling where?" She inquired. "And, why are you walking with me?"

"You think excessively. First and foremost, you ought to explore this city. During the excursion, I will enlighten you regarding numerous things."

"About Diora? "I don't want to," Claia said in a direct response.

"Of course, now that you're in Diora's body, about him. As a little something extra I'll enlighten you concerning my preferences."

"Your style?"

"You like me right?" Jeremy drew closer to Claia's face. Claia retreated instinctively. To prevent Jeremy from looking at him, she turned to the side and placed her palms in front of her face.

"Claia Anatasya, what an innocent little elf," said Jeremy.

"I'm not ignorant!" Claia denied it straightforwardly.

Jeremy turned to look at the area outside the house and said, "I'm not bullying you." Jeremy backed away from Claia and strolled outside. He turned his head back, nodded, and told Claia to follow him when he realized she wasn't following him. Claia clenched her teeth.

"Is this real? No. Since I killed myself, I think all of this is a dream. Jeremy was also part of this dream," Claia thought. "That's true. Falling in love in a dream is fine, right? As long as I still haven't found my real body, I will continue to treat this as a dream. I will do whatever I want in this dream. Including...getting close to Jeremy. It's fine, right?"

The nervousness, anxiety, and embarrassment disappeared.

Jeremy felt uncomfortable when he realized Claia kept smiling at him. I don't know what that girl was thinking. He did not understand.

"What is wrong with you?" Finally, Jeremy asked.

"What?" Claia asked still with a wide smile on her beautiful face.

"Why do you keep smiling?"

Claia shook her head. Then she asked, "Jeremy, will you come to my real life?"

"Hah?"

Jeremy's eyebrows drew together. "You mean?"

"I feel like I'm dreaming now. But if not, then forget what I said earlier," Claia said after looking straight ahead.

Jeremy didn't reply to Claia's words. He took the girl on a trip to the capital. He once traveled with Diora but in the end, ended up in one place after that they returned to their respective homes. In that place, they only study. Meanwhile, now, Claia entered everywhere. Starting from bookstores, cafes, restaurants, internet cafes, and many more. And the girl had spent so much money that Jeremy's hands were now full of the things Claia had bought.

Claia grinned as Jeremy gave her a level look. "Please bring it for a moment, Jeremy."

"You're extravagant too huh?" asked Jeremy.

"No. It's called making the most of opportunities," Claia replied. She complained, "I often accompany Tiara and her friends shopping like this. And I'm just the one carrying their things. Now, I know how they feel when they buy all this."

"You…"

Jeremy couldn't stop thinking about Claia's complaint.

"Don't worry, Jeremy. I know myself pretty well," Claia answered.

Jeremy silently watched Diora's smiling face.

"This is all for you. Thanks for helping me. From now on, we don't need to communicate anymore, study together, be close together, or even make friends. We don't know each other. So stay that way!"