30 CH- 28 Fiancee... I can dance with you!

As I was flabbergasted by her sentence, My brain's server didn't fling back. Did I have done something incredibly heroic in a past life to deserve such a blessing?... Ahem!

Just as I opened my mouth, a burst of confidence emitted lava within me, and I did something she never expected.

"Missus." I blurted out, waggling my eyebrows like a deranged caterpillar, As my paw raced between her legs — It massaged her thigh.

"Excuse me?" Amelia's jaw dropped faster than a lead balloon, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

"You didn't hear me, my fair maiden?" I proclaimed, putting my other hand's index finger on my own lips that would make any romance novel cover model swoon.

"If you're going to be my spouse, then I shall be your missus!"

"..." silence! A dead one overcomes the area.

"..."

"...'' Did I go too far? Nah, As a goddess, My pride refuses to bow to someone else's teasing.

"... You absolute dork," Amelia giggled, wiping a tear from her eye. "Fine, you can be my bride. But only if you promise to keep me endlessly entertained with your ridiculousness."

"As you wish, my dear wife-to-be." I said with a sweeping bow, already plotting my next outrageous stunt to make her laugh until her sides split.

—Cough! Cough!

"You two lovebirds..." Gwen coughed uncomfortably as she posed a quizz. "Can you please reveal your rank?"

"... Hmmm… Why are you fixing your gaze upon us, Swarms?" Amelia looked at her surroundings, presenting everyone's her own frigid stare, excluding me. "Avert your eyes elsewhere, or I shall extort you to do so."

… Wow... Mere words from her, and everyone promptly altered their line of sight. She has an aura of a fearless queen...

Alright, I'm not captivated by this particular manifestation of her personality.

But…

'She has another level of glamor!"

Meanwhile, Harriet vocalized the collective emotions of everyone. [Master, your amorous activity with her has made me feel sickly and solitary.]

'Silence!'

"Sensei, my core's level is... crystalyx." Amelia declared, her gaze fixed upon Gwen. She flashed a smile while I responded with a frown...

'She was fabricating a falsehood.'

I knew the truth… My ocular abilities vouchsafe me the power to examine one's true core rank, penetrating any wall of concealment for it without victims' acquaintance with.

The previous day, I had detailed the core levels of all. It was to identify those blessed with talent and those lacking there of.

Amelia's core rank? It was Voxelseed. Quite... Nay, an incredible feat in its own right, should one ponder upon her age.

I had suspicions that in a former existence, she may have been a goddess entity, yet her memories are sealed since it defied the celestial decree.

My anamnesis, however, was intact because I am the goddess of destruction. I had the capacity to annihilate any adversary or obstacle that dares cross my path.

'Hmmm, not my circus, not my monkeys. Everyone has a secret.' I mused to myself before I divulged my own rank to our tutor.

Arghh… I could practically taste the mocking stares, for everyone else's core rank was a measly Lumispark.

'Psh, I could kill you just by my sneezing if compared to my powers, brats.' I had to bite my tongue to keep from untethering that verbal haymaker.

But they prontoly eschew their gazes after catching a whiff of Amelia's frosted leer which says; Do you want death?

"Thanks!" I muttered, appreciative of her aid.

"Fear not, I shall safeguard my spouse," Amelia's countenance softened and tousled my tresses.

"Erm, Stop these playful jibes and direct your eyeballs toward the teacher." I puffed out my cheeks, momentarily adopting a wife's attitude to make her happy.

"Mmm!" Amelia nodded, And Gwen resumed her lectures, recounting the annals of this realm, wherein only a single individual had achieved to the galaxia core rank.

Interestingly, That person was orphaned and was killed by a mysterious accident… Is this movie? Where he will be a villain because of betrayal by parents or the world?

***

The second period of martial arts session had just ended, and Gwen assembled us around like a mother hen with some juicy gossip.

"Alright, you little rascals, listen up!" she squawked. "In a couple of days, we've got a fancy ball party."

"The principal himself is gonna be there, all decked out in his penguin suit, ready to hand out an award to the couple who can shake their tail feathers the best on the dance floor."

"Also… My bonus depends on your presentation!" Gwen then let out a chuckle that would put any witch to shame. "Keke~~ And you better trust this young girl."

"I will train you and where one of you is gonna sweep that award right off his feet! That old codger won't know what hit him when you all showed killer dance moves. Teeheehee!"

We all stood there, trying to load the mental image of Gwen busting out some funky chicken moves in front of the principal, wondering if we should be more concerned or amused.

"Ayo, teacher! Can we get jiggy with a partner of the same gender for this fancy schmancy ball?" I raised my hand, instantly commanding the interest of the entire class.

Gwen's eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. "You bet your sweet bippy, my kid! We're not living in the stone age anymore. Love is love, and if you wanna bust a move with your best bro or your sister from another mister, we're all about that life!"

She slyly looked at Amelia then at me. "So, you gonna show off your hot moves on the dance floor with my discipline or what?"

I gave her a nonchalant shrug. "Who knows? Maybe I will… Or maybe I'll just sit back and enjoy the show."

With that, I turned on my heel and sauntered out, Amelia's hot figure wad beside me. We made our way to the cafeteria for some much-needed grub before the next class.

"Finance, were you seriously thinking about entering that dance thing? I mean… I can dance with you."