"Felyn, I can't open it."
"Do it yourself."
"Felyn, help me unscrew the bottle."
"Do it yourself."
"Felyn, feed me."
"Do it yourself!"
It was over.
After Viloti's clever brain tasted success, her understanding of acting spoiled progressed at an incredible speed.
This rare genius of Saint Andros Academy in a hundred years quickly found the pattern for getting along with Felyn at breakneck speed.
That was persistent pestering.
He should never have agreed to her request...
Felyn began to regret it, but it was too late.
If this continued, he was really afraid that Viloti's terrifying learning ability would transform her into someone like Bernice who knew how to please him.
Behind the bicycle shed, Felyn gently placed the lunch box on his knees.
He hadn't thrown away the lunch box Bernice gave him. Having just crossed over, Felyn couldn't even eat enough, so he couldn't bring himself to waste food like that.
He felt like these beautiful girls had been manipulating him lately.
Could he be some kind of terrifying BOSS that they stayed up all night researching strategies to defeat?
Wrapped in a light blue cloth with white flower patterns, he untied the cloth and opened the lunch box lid. An enticing aroma immediately hit him.
Golden omelet was cut into small neat squares, and plump meatballs were coated with rich sauce.
The rice even had a little bear pattern drawn with sauce, with seaweed decorating the round head as eyes and mouth.
On the distant teaching building rooftop.
Bernice braced her hands on the balcony railing, her feet dangling in the air.
Her brilliant smile from earlier had vanished, replaced by a lifeless, doll-like expression.
In front of her, that magnifying glass-like space appeared again, allowing her to see Felyn's every move clearly.
Seeing Felyn open her lunch box, Bernice suddenly became nervous.
The bandages wrapped around her hands showed that cooking hadn't gone smoothly.
To achieve perfect results, she had gotten up at 4 AM to cook—this was her seventh attempt.
Felyn took the first bite, then put down his spoon. Bernice's heartbeat stopped too.
Didn't it taste good?
Bernice gripped the railing tightly, her eyelashes drooping slightly.
Felyn just drank some water, then continued eliminating the contents of the lunch box.
Bernice's eyelashes lifted again, her feet gently swaying in the air.
So this was how it felt to watch someone eat food you made.
The girl on the rooftop didn't notice she had been watching Felyn for quite some time.
"Felyn, why won't you switch?"
Viloti tilted her head looking at Felyn, stubbornly holding out her lunch box to him.
Even though she had offered a high price of 2,000 crowns to exchange lunch boxes, Felyn still wouldn't give his lunch box to Viloti.
"I'm afraid that Bernice put poison in the food."
"Liar."
The wind brought afternoon tranquility, gently caressing Viloti's bangs.
The leaf shadows on the ground kept nodding, playing on the steps.
Felyn really didn't know what to do with Viloti anymore.
This girl was more terrifying than AI—sooner or later she'd rule humanity.
"Felyn, you like Bernice."
"I don't like her!"
"Liar, you kept staring at her chest."
"Eh?"
Felyn admitted he had indeed looked at Bernice's chest, but only because her padding was too perfect today. He wanted to see how she achieved it—purely academic curiosity.
Had this young lady actually noticed his scholarly gaze?
"Then what if I do like Bernice?" Felyn cut off the little bear head from the rice and put it in his mouth.
Viloti froze for a moment and placed the lunch box on her knees.
She put both hands on the lunch box, lowering her head, lost in thought.
"Then I'll wait until you don't like her anymore."
Felyn's eyes were blown by the wind, and he instinctively rubbed them.
Did this young lady know what she was saying?
"Let's eat."
Viloti hummed in agreement, opened the lid, and began eating in small bites.
The scent of the girl beside him really made the meal more appetizing. Before he knew it, Felyn had swept clean everything in the lunch box.
"Felyn, I want to cook myself tomorrow." Viloti stared at the empty lunch box in Felyn's hands and suddenly thought of something.
"Oh."
Felyn didn't react immediately and casually brushed it off.
But seeing Viloti staring at the lunch box in his hands, he suddenly wondered if Viloti meant she also wanted to bring him food?
"How many portions are you planning to make?" Felyn asked tentatively.
"Three portions."
"Hm? Why?" Felyn turned to look at Viloti's serious eyes.
"Me, you, Bernice."
"Why include Bernice?"
"Because you like looking at her chest, so let's have her eat with us. You can eat while watching."
"Hey! I don't like her! I wasn't looking at her chest!"
Seeing Felyn's panicked rebuttal, a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of Viloti's mouth.
Seeing Felyn eager to distance himself from Bernice showed he really didn't have feelings for her.
Smart Viloti had learned how to set traps for Felyn, and he hadn't even realized it.
Watching this scene, Sofia, who was hiding behind a tree observing carefully, couldn't help but contort her body, rubbing against the tree like a reptile.
Hehe.
Hehehehe.
Hehehehehehehe.
These two lovebirds were intimately developing their relationship!
Still saying things like "you don't love me," "I don't love you," "I don't know what love is."
All stubborn fools.
If this wasn't the taste of love, what was?
Sofia discovered for the first time that besides teaching, she actually had talent as a romance advisor.
If she became an advisor instead of a teacher, would there be so much painful youth literature?
If she hadn't given Viloti advice, could Viloti have been so proactive in connecting with Felyn?
At your wedding, I need to be in the VIP section!
The wind carried away the afternoon time. Felyn had gotten his daily required sunlight here.
"Felyn, are you still coming to afternoon tutoring?"
Felyn then remembered he and Viloti were still in the same study group.
"I have other things this afternoon, so I won't trouble you for a while."
Viloti's throat let out a soft whimper. She instinctively looked at her own feet.
No good—always using her feet to tempt Felyn would make her seem like a frivolous girl in his eyes.
It seemed her escape behavior last night had still caused Felyn trouble.
Viloti unconsciously rubbed her feet with both hands, her gaze somewhat vacant.
Felyn was about to leave when he felt his communication seal vibrate.
It was Teacher Sofia.
[Your school subsidy has been cancelled.]
[Eh? Why!]
[I kindly set up a study group for you and you don't even go. What are you thinking?]
Felyn put down the seal and looked around.
Teacher Sofia, you've been peeping this whole time?!!
(End of Chapter)