Chapter 432

Pandora used a little force, stretched and released Totoro's cheeks, and said with a smile: "Shouldn't you be working hard where others can't see?"

Duck smiled and said, "What does it matter?"

Pandora: "Same."

After Dak registered, he resisted the urge to pinch Totoro's soft cheeks and waved, "Senior, I'll go back first."

Pandora also raised her hand and waved: "Goodbye."

But as soon as Dak took two steps, she said loudly: "Hey, don't forget my chocolate!"

…

After having dinner in the cafeteria, Duck returned to the dormitory.

As mentioned before, he is ready to pick up some things that have been temporarily put aside, especially the research on "Zoo".

The amount of knowledge involved in "zoo" is very huge. In the process of studying "zoo", what he gained is gradually surpassing the "zoo" itself.

He didn't know if it was because he hadn't been in contact with it for a long time, but when he saw the same content again, he suddenly felt a strange feeling that should have disappeared.

Then some questions that had not arisen before sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

This phenomenon, instead of deterring him, actually surprised him.

He became more focused and began to overcome the problems one by one.

Gradually become fascinated.

…

The bell rang softly until midnight.

Duck suddenly came to his senses.

He looked at the increased "greed" and felt a little pleased with the thirst for knowledge he had developed over the past six months.

In the process of reviewing the past and learning the new, he found that his understanding of the "Zoo" refining method had taken another big step forward.

"Perhaps before the end of this semester, I can learn how to make the "Zoo" on my own!"

The abundant fruits that can only be picked after hard work will always be sweeter than those that are reached for.

After sighing a little, Duck looked up at the clock on the wall and realized that the time had crossed from the 13th to the 14th.

So according to the plan, he picked up three of the five wine-centered chocolates from the table and prepared to put them in front of the three girls' doors late at night.

This is not only to imitate Diana and Eudora, but also to avoid the embarrassment of giving back chocolates in the classroom.

After all, his return gift was just a "return gift" and did not have much other meaning.

But he took the chocolate and just opened the door a crack, when he suddenly noticed someone's voice in the corridor late at night?

"Isn't it?"

After quietly taking a peek, Dak discovered that there were many people who had the same idea as him...

"Forget it, let's wait until daytime."

"Am I the sneaky kind of person?"

"Of course not!"

Dark adjusted his collar and prepared to change into pajamas, while he glared at the peeping magical elves.

After the magical elves retreated into bed, he washed up and went to bed, put on his clothes and fell asleep.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Dark opened his eyes quietly, carefully pulled his arm out from under Fairy Eevee's belly, and slipped out of the bed bit by bit.

Of course he didn't mean to deliver those three liqueur-filled chocolates to the three girls' doors again.

But to secretly place ten pieces of milk chocolate belonging to the magic elves on their bedside.

The chocolate return gift on White Valentine's Day should be a surprise.

But he made the chocolate together with the magic elves, which was tantamount to robbing him of that surprise.

Secretly placing chocolates on their beds at three o'clock in the morning just to make up for it a little bit.

I simply hope that they will be a little more happy when they wake up.

After doing this series of things, Dak returned to bed.

After leaving the bed for a while, the warmth still lingered.

Dak dug inside and couldn't help but sigh: "Why is this White Valentine's Day like Christmas..."

…

There was nothing special about the morning of March 14th.

The sun still rises as usual, and the spring breeze is still cold.

When you get out of bed, the cold wind caught in the opportunity will make people miss the bed even more.

After Dak woke up and blinked, he suddenly noticed that the fairy Eevee and Dilumon beside him were gone.

He sat up with doubts and looked sideways at the small beds lined up against the wall.

On the bed belonging to Fairy Eevee and Dilumon, the quilt was bulging, and the two magic elves got back in without knowing when.

When Dark made a noise because he got up, the magical elves opened their eyes one after another.

The pair of hazy, sleepy eyes, the sound of squeaking as if just waking up from sleep, and the sound of the quilt being lifted in a uniform manner.

Then, within a few seconds, each magical elf screamed in surprise when they saw the chocolate next to the bed!

All of a sudden, there were meows, moos, busy sounds, and babble sounds...

The entire bedroom was filled with the chaotic and unified screams.

…

Looking at this poorly acted scene, Dak looked blank.

Then he got out of bed, washed up, changed clothes, packed books, pinned his card holder, took chocolates, and pushed out the door.

It is rare not to have breakfast in the dormitory.

Meowth and Leomon, who were left out by him, squatted in the magic cards and looked at the sky.

"Click."

When the door lock rang, the dormitory became quiet for a moment.

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The magic elves looked at each other with confusion and worry in their eyes.

After a while, the little devil beast muttered: "Did we mess up?"

…

Outside the door...

After leaving the house, Dak did not walk far, but stopped at the door and touched the corners of his eyes.

There was a little moisture on his fingertips.

He probably did not wipe them dry when he went out.

The corners of his eyes were a little red.

It should be the pot that woke up at three in the morning.

"Yokai——"

Dak slapped back the little dream demon that had half its head stuck out of the door, and strode towards the stairs.

It was rare to go to the cafeteria in the morning, how could I be worthy of myself without a little "gluttony"?

...

When the halfling chefs saw him at first glance, they were all surprised.

He greeted the chefs, came to the window sill and ordered a steak, an omelette, two slices of bread, a glass of milk and two sausages.

When the halfling aunt with a slightly chubby face handed him the plate full of food, she gestured: "Wait a minute."

Dak put his raised foot down again with a hint of doubt.

After a while, the halfling aunt took out a copy of the Great Sage Daily, rolled it up and placed it on the side of his plate.

Dak was stunned for a while, and quickly said: "Thank you, auntie!"

"Why are you being polite?" The halfling aunt smiled kindly, "Happy Valentine's Day."

...

Dak found a seat in the corner of the cafeteria and sat down. He spread the Great Sage Daily on the side of the table and read it while eating as usual.

This is actually not in line with etiquette.

But what does it matter?

One day, when more people do this, it will become etiquette.

The headline of this issue of the Great Sage Daily is indeed occupied by White Youth Day.

It seems that a wave of divination has arisen in the kingdom because of this.

In order to know in advance whether their confession has been accepted, men and women look for fortune tellers everywhere before this day.

Speculators who came for the smell of money put on black cloaks, held up crystal balls, and turned into fortune tellers, collecting huge fortune-telling fees and telling fortunes that would make customers happy.

This kind of craze happens once a year.

And every year on White Youth Day, all the fortune tellers who suddenly appeared would disappear without a trace.

But people still do this every year.

There are no profound events in this issue of the "Great Sage Daily", mostly some headless gossip.

Occasionally, there are some anecdotes about nobles and celebrities, which make people laugh.

But when Dak was halfway through eating the steak, he suddenly saw a piece of news that was obviously fake in an inconspicuous corner of the newspaper.

"It is said that the eldest prince Charles may be actively planning a match... a blind date for the eldest princess Eliza in the name of his brother? Poof!"

Dak almost spit out the milk in his mouth.

"Charles is so free... But speaking of it, this is a good way to break the deadlock!"

"Do you think so?"

A strong fragrance suddenly hit him.

Dark turned his head slightly and saw Professor Medea Bartholomew, who always wore the same clothes, sitting down with a plate next to him.

Dark had to put away the newspaper to make room for her.

"Good morning, professor."

"Good morning."

Chapter 369: Dak Dimon and the Origin of Easter (4k)

Medea sat down next to Dak and squinted at the obviously fabricated news in the corner of the newspaper.

She said seriously, "What do you think of this news?"

Dak didn't care much: "It's a good idea, but it's a bad move."

Midya: "Hmm?"

Dak said, "Talking about it on paper is shallow. You have to practice it yourself to know it. It's just a product of a momentary impulse. But from the perspective of the eldest princess, you can check who wants to pass the plan to the eldest prince. After all, this bad move is useless, but it can disgust people."

Midya looked at him with more curiosity: "I didn't expect you to have such insights in your first grade. I really don't know how those rumors about you came out."

Dak was a little embarrassed: "You are young and ignorant." Mitya smiled and said no more.

She turned her attention back to her plate, cut the bacon into small pieces, and chewed it carefully.