I Became a Cute Little Dragon Princess and Now She’s Obsessed with Me Chapter 104
“What is magical chanting?”
Standing at the podium, Teacher Daphne smiled warmly at the students below. Her golden hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was as fair as jade, and her slender figure inspired envy, radiating an indescribable charm.
As she spoke, she moved her hand with gentle elegance. Every gesture was poised and graceful.
“In the name of all things in this world, in the eternal voice of nature—
Release the truth you believe in from your heart, and speak the true words that drive all things.”
With that, Daphne gave a slight bow and picked up the book on her desk.
“That concludes today’s class.”
The students below remained silent. Whether enchanted by her lecture or captivated by her beauty, none disrupted her lessons. Everyone listened quietly and attentively.
It wasn’t until Daphne had left that the classroom gradually returned to normal.
Mulin sat in a daze at her desk, her gaze lingering on Daphne’s departing figure, lost in thought.
“Mulin?”
No response…
“Mulin!”
A silver-haired girl slammed her palm on Mulin’s desk with a thud.
“Are you staring at Teacher Daphne like you're love-struck?”
“Ah… no… not at all…”
“Still trying to deny it?” Isana furrowed her brows. “You’re more obvious than the boys! Teacher Daphne’s already gone, and you're still dazing out.”
“I… I just remembered something…”
Mulin lowered her head, blushing slightly.
Noticing this, Isana narrowed her eyes, sizing her up before suddenly lifting Mulin’s chin with a sharp flick of her finger.
“Look up. Look at me!”
“Is… Isana?”
“Hehe, tell me, what happened between you and Teacher Daphne?”
Licking her red lips playfully, Isana’s mouth curled into a smirk. “You’re always so obsessed with her class—are you harboring ulterior motives?”
“N-no! Isana, don’t say weird stuff!”
“It’s fine if you admit it.”
Isana chuckled, flicking her silver hair behind her ear. “Teacher Daphne’s too old for me anyway. I’m not interested. I only like my Erika—no competition from me.”
“That’s not it, Isana… It’s not like that. Teacher Daphne helped me once, that’s all…”
At this, Mulin’s voice grew softer.
“What kind of help?” Isana pressed.
“She helped me get into Wode Academy…”
“Isn’t it easy to get into the Academy?”
Isana spread her hands. “That’s it? After you modeled for me that one time, if you’d asked, I could’ve helped you get in too.”
“It’s not the same!”
Mulin raised her head in protest. “Teacher Daphne helped me—let me rely on my own strength to enter the Academy. She’s the kindest teacher I’ve ever met.”
As she spoke, her gaze drifted off to the side, a smile forming on her lips as she fell into memory.
“You know, Isana…
Back then, I was nothing but a magic idiot… My parents had already given up on me. They told me to stop dreaming about becoming a mage and just help them run the pastry shop. With my skills, becoming a mage was impossible.
But I wouldn’t give in…
My father got angry and called me useless—a good-for-nothing who just daydreams all day…”
“Mm… now that you mention it, your dad does seem kinda scary.” Isana nodded.
“I’ve loved magic since I was little… His words broke my heart… I wanted to argue, but couldn’t find a single thing to say.
Because he was right. I really was a magic idiot—someone who couldn’t even channel mana properly…
After that, I ran off crying, down to the southern street of the city…
There, I watched others casting dazzling magical fireworks, others performing wonderful magic tricks, others crafting beautiful opera stages with magic…
I loved magic so much… I was so jealous of them…
At the time, I thought I’d never, ever be like them…
Until… I met Teacher Daphne there.”
“Teacher Daphne was performing magic there?” Isana asked, surprised.
“No, of course not.”
Waving her hand awkwardly, Mulin laughed. “She just happened to be passing by, I think. I remember she’d just joined Wode Academy back then. She was one of the proctors during the entrance exam, so I remembered her—and she remembered me.
But… I didn’t dare look at her… I was terrified she’d recognize me as the magic idiot who failed the entrance test…”
“But she did recognize you,” Isana said with a grin.
“Mm…”
Mulin nodded slightly, lifting her eyes to the ceiling, falling back into her memories once more.
“I still remember what Teacher Daphne told me that day.
Because that encounter… It changed my life. She’s the most unforgettable, greatest teacher I’ve ever had.”
……
“Mulin Joya, that’s you, right?”
“T-Teacher…”
“Hehe, why are you hiding in such a remote spot to watch the performance? There are still so many empty seats in the middle.”
“I don’t dare…”
“Why?”
“Because… Everyone calls me a magic idiot… even my parents… say that too…”
“So, you’re feeling inferior?”
“Mm…”
“I don’t think you need to feel that way. It was just one failed test. Life will give you countless more chances.”
“But even if I had a chance… I wouldn’t have the confidence… I can’t channel mana properly… even my dad calls me… an idiot…”
“But you came here, didn’t you? That means you love magic, right?
If you love it… why feel inferior?
Little Mulin, a person’s greatest victory—is to defeat themselves~
So don’t give up on your dreams. Sooner or later, magic will shine in your heart.”
“Teacher, thank you… But… you know too… I am a magic idiot…”
“I’ve never thought that.
As a teacher, I would never believe my student is an idiot.
Mulin, if you really want to become a mage… I’d be happy to tutor you privately.”
“Really?”
“Of course. A teacher never gives up on any student who loves magic.”
……
Returning to the present, Mulin pulled her gaze down from the ceiling and looked back at Isana, a gentle smile spreading across her face.
“Teacher Daphne is the greatest teacher.
She’s the one who led me forward—she opened the door to the world of magic for me!”
Mulin’s story left Isana momentarily stunned.
At first, she thought Mulin was just like any other student—someone who simply liked magic class.
She didn’t expect that, behind the scenes, Daphne was the one who first set her on her path as a mage.
“Heh… hehe…”
Feeling a bit bored, Isana lost interest quickly and gave two awkward chuckles.
“Teacher Daphne’s nice and all, but… I still like my Erika more! That little rascal hasn’t shown up at the Academy for days now!”
“Now that you mention it… I haven’t seen Erika around either.”
“She took a leave of absence!”
Isana’s cheeks puffed up in frustration.
“Didn’t you go look for her then…”
Seeing her like this, Mulin sighed a little.
In her mind, there was no way Isana would be able to sit still and not go look for Erika.
After all, Isana had said before—Erika was an important art reference for her, and Mulin knew just how obsessed Isana was with her artistic work.
“I did go! But every time… her mom chased me away. Said Erika wasn’t feeling well…
Hmph! Not feeling well doesn’t mean you can’t see me for one second!”
The more she thought about it, the angrier Isana got. She planted her pale white arms on her waist.
“No way—I have to see my Erika today. I’m going to her house right now!”
As soon as she said it, Isana darted out of the classroom like a gust of wind.