Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

"I'm not young anymore, the songstress I loved most in my youth has already moved ahead of me. The various albums and videos I collected back then, I still take them out to reminisce from time to time. When I hear those familiar tunes, they remind me of that carefree age and the familiar friends I had back then."

"Each stage of life has its own beauty, don't give up experiencing the people and things around you because of too much anxiety about the future. Maybe many years later, the anxieties of that time will have been long forgotten, but the scenes of climbing mountains and dining out with friends will always be remembered."

"That's probably the beauty of memories."

"Now that you are about to finish your first year at the academy and enter the second, I know that Tilan has taken on the duty of student council president and has busy matters concerning the songstress, but I also hope that you won't neglect the people and events around you by focusing too much on these aspects."

"Occasionally relaxing, playing games with friends, going out shopping, dining together, these are also very worthwhile things to do."

"I hope that in four years, I will see a lady graduate who is elegant, calm, happy, and confident, not just a Tilan who's run ragged by various affairs, forgetting her own life and becoming a mess."

"Thank you for the reminder," the girl nodded her head.

"Hahaha, then let's end our exchange for today here."

Afterward, Tilan met with one director after another, until finally, around midnight, the banquet came to an end.

When leaving, Tilan walked to the entrance of the hall and looked back. That's when she realized that all the guests, including the three of the highest status, were only beginning to leave. In other words, they did not leave immediately after talking with Tilan, partly because they took the rare opportunity of the gathering to talk and network with others, and partly also as a show of respect for everyone present.

It's really something, isn't it? Are these important figures super attentive, or just exceedingly polite? The girl thought to herself.

She then got into the special hover car outside the building, and under the escort of the fleet, she arrived at her residence, bringing an end to her eventful and long day.

'Sigh, I really feel like taking a bath.' After the dinner, the girl felt as if she remembered too many people and events tonight, her head was a bit dizzy and she just wanted to relax quietly.

"The bathwater is being prepared for you." Two maids who were always on standby in the house looked at the girl who collapsed on the sofa as soon as she got home, smiled then one went to run bathwater for Tilan in the bathroom, and the other brought over warm milk, placing it in front of her.

"Thank you, Aiko, Ella." Tilan propped herself up on the sofa, reached for the milk on the table, took a small sip, and then lay back down with her eyes closed, intending to rest a bit before taking her bath.

"I will remind Tilan in 10 minutes." Ella dimmed the lights in the room, and then told the girl this so that she wouldn't worry about oversleeping.

"Mm..." As she spoke, the girl leaning on the sofa quickly fell into a deep sleep, her body gently rising and falling. She was utterly exhausted from the day.

Ten minutes later, looking at the girl who was still sound asleep, the two maids stood in front of her, exchanged a helpless glance, then extended the time by two more minutes before approaching Tilan to gently wake her up.

"It's time to take a bath, Miss Tilan."

"Hmm..." Tilan slowly struggled to sit up. Her eyes were still reluctant to open, and her normally neat hair was now messy upon her shoulders and chest.

Seeing Tilan's delicate and pitiable appearance, the maids decided to carry her directly to the bathroom.

"Ah." The girl was a bit surprised when she was picked up, then she realized what was happening and felt quite embarrassed.

"I can walk," she said softly, trying to struggle free.

"It's okay, we'll be there in a moment." Aiko led the way, opening the door, while Ella carried Tilan in a princess hold to the spacious bathroom in the basement of the house.

"I'll bathe by myself." Placed on a white bench in the bathroom, Tilan raised her hand to signal that she would manage on her own from here and that the two maids need not trouble themselves further.

With a knowing smile, the two maids nodded, aware that the girl was quite shy. One of them fetched her fresh clothes, while the other turned on the bathroom's ventilation and air conditioning, then stepped out.

The gurgling hot water from the white carved outlet fell into the wide bath below. Tilan shook her head slightly, quickly put her hair in order, then stood up and walked to the mirror.

Her gentle black hair, pale blue eyes, a lovable appearance that evoked pity at 16-17 years old, coupled with the inherited stunning looks from her mother and sister, it was undeniable that, after fully revealing her songstress talent, this girl in the mirror possessed a unique purity and enchanting allure, making her unforgettable at a glance.

Running her fingers through the hair beside her ears, Tilan looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"Too eye-catching..." Her soft voice seemed to carry countless twists and turns, so rich and moving in tone.

"Ahem." Seemingly startled by her own voice, the girl covered her mouth to cough a few times, and after adjusting herself a few times, she regained her normal composure.

"How did it become like this."

Tilan's fingertip moistened with water gently touched her forehead, soothing herself slightly.

Although she had restrained herself during the competition, the unconscious relaxation after it ended had allowed part of her Color Level songstress talent to show, this unintentional emanation of charm, like a mythological creature on the move, drawing the attention of those around her.

Fortunately, she had been sitting in the hover car on the way back, not having much contact with the outside world. Even though the big shots from the board had conversations with her not far apart, most of them were seasoned and broad-minded figures, whose minds were not easily swayed, so they remained calm, aware that this was the effect of the songstress talent.

As for returning to her residence, the two maids didn't have the restraint of those elders, almost obeying her every wish, eagerly embracing her to the bathroom.

In the past, although the two maids also did very well, it was still a kind of professional etiquette, not doing anything extra, unless Tilan commanded. They would never take it upon themselves to pick her up or extend her sleep by two minutes.

Shaking her head, Tilan undid her collar, took off her dress, first showered on the side, then stepped into the warm hot water, submerging her body.

Later, she'd have to go ask her teacher how to handle the special charm brought about by her talent, for it was too frightening to be surrounded by people wherever she went.

She still wanted a bit of privacy and a relaxed life, otherwise it would be too exhausting to always play the role of a songstress.

No wonder the senior Botis had retired, although she once was the only songstress of the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain, the 'Emerald Serpent' Yulanduoja, such a glorious identity.

These thoughts passed through her mind, and Tilan leaned on the side of the bath to nap again, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

Just like that, until half an hour later, a soothing melody woke her up, and only then did she sit up from the water.

"It's time to finish your bath, Miss Tilan, a lengthy soak is not good for you," came the maid's voice from the speaker on the wall.

"I'll be out in a moment," the girl pressed the button, replying lazily, and then started to wipe her body before leaving the bathtub to change into a clean and fresh nightdress.
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The next morning, Edith Academy held an immensely grand press conference where the academy's principal and several board members attended, explaining the story of Hexia Tilan's emergence as a songstress and her history of enrollment.

They then discussed Edith Academy's long-standing philosophy and its investment in music and the arts, positioning Edith Academy as an all-round and excellent institution.

This kind of rhetoric, basically used by every academy during press conferences, was old hat to the reporters present, who longed to quickly move on. But at the end of the press conference, amidst eager anticipation, Tilan, now changed into a different outfit, once again appeared before everyone's eyes.

Today, she wore a dress interweaving shades of Dailan and black, its fabric soft, with a design that was neither too tight nor too form-fitting, exuding a comfort and casualness that felt close to everyday life.

Her snow-white skin, the Dailan fabric, her serene face, delicate eyebrows, and her gentle, jet-black hair made it difficult to associate her with the songstress who had erupted in pale blue flames the night before.

Standing before the camera, the black-haired, blue-eyed girl simply recounted her past, briefly touching on her childhood experiences and then moving on to recount her time at Edith Academy, along with expressing her modesty upon first taking the stage as a songstress.

"That is all about my personal thoughts. I am very happy to receive such care and attention from everyone, and I will continue to advance on the songstress's path, bringing beauty and happiness to all," she said, lifting the hem of her dress slightly, bowing in thanks.

The cameras and recorders captured this moment, but what many did not anticipate was that these seemingly perfunctory words would gradually transform the entire nation in the future.

Like the first gentle breeze stirred by a tiny butterfly's wings.