Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva
Chapter 852 - 48 The Youth of the Four Wind Gods Family

Many things, if not anticipated in advance, can catch you off-guard when actually encountered. The same was true for Shui Yanqing.

"Thank you for your invitation, but I need to go home with my companions now," she said, declining politely.

"Oh?"

To this, the young master from the Notus family of the South Wind Gods clearly didn't take it well, his tone even carried a hint of challenge, and if it were an ordinary girl facing such a top-ranked young master of power, she would've probably been trembling in fear by now.

"Ahahaha, Aust actually got turned down," the several young men surrounding him were of similar status, naturally not bothered about Aust's pride.

Watching this scene, Tilan shook her head discreetly. Although Aust's behavior wasn't good, the ones mocking him were just fanning the flames, putting Aust in a difficult position, presumably making him target them to save face.

Seeing the changes in Aust's expression, the four of them instinctively felt that there might be some minor complications tonight.

They were very clear about the displeasure, annoyance, and anger in Aust's heart at the moment. Although they were not afraid of this young master, causing some news would still be embarrassing, and it meant their first mission and work had failed.

"Dinner together is not possible because it's getting late now, and we need to get back to school," Tilan thought for a moment and still spoke up.

If Ores had spoken, it would not have been so tactful, and Blanchi was somewhat nervous now, Shui Yanqing refusing again would be too much, so it was better for her to speak.

Seeing the chestnut-haired girl stepping forward to speak from Shui Yanqing's side, Aust couldn't help but turn his gaze there. Hearing her gentle and soft voice, he felt some infatuation, and the anger in his heart also dissipated significantly.

"I've been presumptuous. Which school do you attend? Actually, I'm also currently in a stage of practice," Aust was getting ready to speak a few more words, inquiring about their origins.

"Our school is over in the central district. If Mr. Aust is interested, you can come to visit later," Shui Yanqing now returned to normalcy and started to explain with ease.

Afterwards, without waiting for him to speak again, the four simply said, "See you next time," and left.

Watching the backs of the four, Aust actually had much more he wanted to inquire about and understand, but now his 'friends' were watching. If he chased after them, that would really lower his value.

Interesting, these few girls all seem pretty beautiful. He thought about asking his manager about them later, to find out what part of the job they were doing and to carefully research their information.

After leaving the hotel, the four girls got into the Hover Car that came to pick them up, heading back towards the school. On the way, they also discussed their feelings and assessments.

"If it were me, I would have rejected him directly to his face," Ores was not too fond of Aust and had now taken off her necklace, returning her hair to its usual splendid silver, as she started grooming herself in the mirror in front of her.

"It seems that he is the manager of this hotel and also the heir to a great family," Blanchi inherently feared such people with impressive family backgrounds.

"Hmm, it was a bit careless of me," Shui Yanqing glanced at her pink pupils in the mirror, thinking of the special Ability brought by her bloodline.

Just like Ores had once complained, the bloodline of the 'Guāng Lín Species' paired with the 'Songstress' Talent gave her a natural Charming Ability, although its effect wasn't very strong or pronounced. Often it was advantageous, making it easy for her to capture people's hearts, but this time it had attracted unwanted attention.

"What should we do in the next few days? If our guess is right, he will definitely try to find out our identities after he goes back," said Tilan, expressing concern.

"He probably can't find our true identities, after all, the identifications arranged for us by Golden Flame Flower Academy are officially endorsed and also fall under the 'Songstress Confidentiality Law,' so it's not a problem," said Blanchi, assuring her companions.

"But I'm worried that if he keeps looking, he might gradually guess our true identities. After all, our images have only been slightly modified; habits, mannerisms, and some other details could potentially give us away," Shui Yanqing added with slight annoyance.

"It's a bit troublesome indeed. We're just small fry and yet we have to be so wary of many things," lamented Ores.

"It's all part of the experience. If we didn't have the Songstress identity and were ordinary girls, how would we deal with this problem?" pondered Tilan.

"Ordinary girls would just resign and leave, not going to the hotel, and they'd likely be able to avoid this kind of entanglement," Ores speculated, musing over the simpler solutions.

"It's really tough, what if this was a hard-to-find job?" Tilan sympathized.

"So is beauty some sort of privilege? Because you're too beautiful, without corresponding strength, it's easy to encounter various disturbances," Blanchi shared an opinion she had recently seen online.

"Politics are too complicated, Blanchi should just focus on careful study for now," advised Shui Yanqing.

"Why bother with him? We just work normally, whatever tricks he wants to play, we'll just deal with them directly. I'm actually curious what he could possibly come up with," yawned Ores, showing no interest in the man whose name she couldn't even remember. She had seen too many of those wealthy young masters, and of course, not many dared to be flippant in front of her.

"Directly have someone kidnap us, or block our way and not let us leave?"

"There are always plainclothes officers and Hidden Guards from the Court of Judgment around a Songstress, and our identification chips are constantly being monitored for our location. Even if we don't recourse to official organizations, it would be an easy matter for my family to send some siblings to teach him a lesson," Ores put down the mirror, leaned on Tilan's knees, and prepared to take a short nap.