Chapter 56
Theo froze for a moment, almost half a second, as his eyes fell on the figure approaching him.
He knew it was truly Aldraya Kansh Que, one of the ten main antagonists in the Flo Viva Mythology game, yet her appearance was so captivating that it made him halt.
Even though her charm was undeniable, the robotic aura that always clung to her—the absence of emotion, the measured and flat tone of her voice—remained unshakable.
A faint admiration crept into his mind, a mixture of wonder, curiosity, and respect for a disciplined character not easily swayed by anyone.
The top Aldraya wore drew attention with elegant simplicity.
A cardigan or soft knit blazer wrapped her frame, unlike stiff blazers, giving a warm yet tidy impression.
Beneath it, a simple tank top or boat-neck shirt completed the look, highlighting a clean neckline while maintaining a lightly formal feel.
Aldraya's bottoms balanced comfort with style.
A flowing A-line midi skirt or loose palazzo pants formed a silhouette harmonizing freedom of movement with neatness.
Her shoes were no less striking—fashionable women's loafers or block heels giving her steps steadiness yet natural flow.
In the calmness of her movement, Theo could only stare, realizing that even in such attractive attire, the essence of Aldraya Kansh Que remained the same—robotic, precise, and unpredictable, affirming her status as a strong and mysterious character in a world he had so far recorded and studied.
"Hello."
"...."
Aldraya Kansh Que stood a few steps ahead of Theo.
Her body upright, her movements calm, without haste.
Her gaze was flat, her face seemingly locked in a consistent expression, untouched by wonder, joy, or suspicion.
Her voice broke the silence with a brief greeting, the word "hello" coming without tone or emotional tremor.
Every element of her movements and speech affirmed her character as always robotic, disciplined, and unshakable, as if everything around her—including a still-stunned Theo—was merely a small part of reality she observed objectively.
Theo swallowed his surprise, yet tried to calm himself, aware that the greeting was neither friendliness nor an invitation for further interaction, but a small phenomenon in a scenario he could not fully control.
His gaze was caught by deceptive simplicity.
One word, in all its rigidity, carried tension difficult to describe.
'As usual, her face remains expressionless, as if emotions were sins forbidden to grow beneath her skin.'
Haaaah!
'She's starting to speak—slowly, almost soundlessly?'
Fsssshh!
'Here it comes, here it comes!!
The moment Aldraya Kansh Que begins to explode the world with questions no one dares ponder.
About hearts, greed, about human nature supposedly impossible to oppose.'
Before Theo could arrange words to respond to Aldraya's brief greeting, he sensed a subtle shift in her posture.
Aldraya's body leaned slightly forward, her lips barely parting, signaling her intention to speak.
To Theo, even this slight movement was an instant warning, like an internal alarm signaling that whatever came from Aldraya's mouth would not be ordinary speech.
Every word could be a burst of random questions, demanding thought not easily answered, questions uncovering human nature, deep-rooted greed, and insatiable desire.
Theo held his breath for a moment, aware that every second now mattered.
Aldraya Kansh Que was not a character waiting for a simple answer.
She demanded almost flawless attentiveness and vigilance.
She could effortlessly pose questions about the human heart or morality hidden within daily habits.
And each question had the potential to unravel logic, strategy, even the most hidden intentions.
'Not now. I'm not ready to hear all that absurdity again.
Once she speaks, this quiet garden will turn into a labyrinth of endless questions and answers.
I must act before it's too late.'
"Hurry to Ilux Rediona's side, Aldraya.
I'm not the one you're supposed to approach."
With swift reflexes, Theo placed his palm in front of Aldraya's mouth, holding back every word about to escape.
Immediately after ensuring the sound was muffled, he moved behind her back, positioning himself as a support to guide her steps.
The first push made Aldraya step forward; Theo added a light but firm pressure, pushing again and again, ensuring her movement continued consistently without stopping.
Every push was not merely physical, but a strategic maneuver.
Theo knew that Aldraya's steps had to keep moving forward, that any pause or hesitation could spark new questions breaking his focus.
He adjusted his body position, balancing the push efficiently without provoking resistance, keeping the rhythm natural.
Push after push, Aldraya moved steadily, her body following the pace set by Theo.
The silence reinforced Theo's control over this moment, while his mind remained active, anticipating possible responses from a girl who always demanded extra caution.
The movement, simple yet decisive, ensured Aldraya continued forward, as if part of the rhythm Theo had created to keep the scenario safe, controlled, and undisturbed by unpredictable questions.
"Stop pushing me like that."
"No. Besides, why bother approaching me?
Don't you already know who should be the center of your attention today?"
"None of your business, and stop pushing."
"My strength is enough, just relax."
"You beast, Theo Vkytor! I can walk myself!"
"Thanks for the compliment."
Haaah!
'If I stay still for even a second, she'll start questioning—why am I here, why am I dressed this way, what time did I arrive, which minute I took my first breath, maybe even the exact second I blinked.
And to avoid it, I have to say something.'
"Listen, Aldraya.
You'd better approach Ilux immediately.
Let this plan run smoothly, okay?
And if your date finishes without chaos, I promise to answer one of your questions—honestly."
While continuing the push, Theo detected a hint of displeasure in Aldraya's body, a subtle sign that repeated pushing began to disturb her rhythm and comfort.
Rather than getting caught in a barrage of absurd questions flooding his mind, Theo quickly suppressed his irritation, taking a short breath to calm himself.
He then decided to redirect the interaction, ensuring the focus remained on the larger objective.
With a voice still calm, almost devoid of emotion, Theo delivered a simple but firm instruction.
'Aldraya should approach Ilux as quickly as possible.'
These words were not just directions, but also an offer to ease potential conflict, a promise making the physical push feel meaningful.
As a balancing measure, he added that once this date was over, he would provide a sincere answer to a question Aldraya had previously asked.
'Not merely artificial glances or manufactured sparkles created by the system.
More like the first gift God entrusted to His angels—clear, noble, and untouched by sin.
A gaze that could calm all chaos, highlighting the divine light lending its shine to look back into me.'
"I'm leaving."
"Go ahead."
Aldraya looked straight into Theo's eyes, her gaze so focused and deep, as if penetrating the most secret layers of his thoughts and intentions.
To be continued…