"Viloti, you want to give me special training? What kind of training?"
Felyn thought it wouldn't be impossible for this once-in-a-hundred-years genius in front of him to give him special training.
But lately he'd discovered that while Viloti looked cold and aloof on the surface, she was actually quite mischievous inside.
Who knows what she was planning this time under the guise of special training.
Viloti opened her mouth, struggling to weave together a lie in her mind.
She really wasn't good at lying.
"It's just... special training."
She gave up.
Viloti forced herself to maintain eye contact with Felyn, not letting her gaze wander around.
Felyn sighed, not knowing what Viloti was planning.
But he really had no way to refuse, since he was the weakest one after all.
If Viloti genuinely wanted to give him special training and he refused, wouldn't that make him a terrible person who dragged everyone down and had no motivation to improve?
"I understand. Should we start now then?"
Seeing that Felyn had agreed, Viloti immediately turned around and ran out of the classroom with quick tap-tap-tap sounds of her small leather shoes, without saying a word.
"Viloti?"
Felyn watched that pink figure disappear before his eyes.
"What's this all about?"
After a short while, that pink figure returned again, accompanied by the tap-tap sounds of her shoes.
A few drops of sweat had appeared on Viloti's head, making her bangs stick to her face.
She was breathing in small gasps, clutching a box wrapped in cloth tightly in her hands.
Beautiful red clouds dotted her cheeks, and her chest rose and fell slightly.
"Felyn, let's begin."
"Oh, okay."
Felyn had no idea what Viloti wanted to do and could only follow behind her as they left the classroom.
Viloti would occasionally glance back at Felyn to confirm he was still following behind her.
It was lunchtime now, so there were quite a few students around.
While looking back and trying to avoid the somewhat crowded people around them, Viloti—
Thud!
As she turned to check on Felyn, her forehead collided with a pillar in front of her with a dull sound.
"Ow!"
Viloti let out a low moan, reaching up to rub her forehead.
"Viloti, are you okay?"
Felyn walked over to see that Viloti's eyes were already reddening, with crystalline tears spinning in her eyes.
She looked at Felyn pitifully without saying anything, but her hand unconsciously gripped Felyn's sleeve tightly.
"It's all red and swollen. You need to watch where you're going when you walk."
Felyn pulled out a small freezing seal from his pocket and handed it to Viloti.
This seal served the same function as an ice pack from his original world.
To avoid his clients having such unexpected accidents, Felyn always carried some healing seals with him.
"Press this against your forehead and it won't hurt so much."
Viloti looked at Felyn, then at the seal in her hand.
She lifted her bangs and gently touched the red, swollen spot with her fingertips.
Since there was no mirror, Viloti tried several times but couldn't position it correctly.
"Felyn, I'm sorry, I'm too clumsy." At this moment, Viloti wasn't concerned about the pain in her forehead but instead began apologizing to Felyn.
"Why are you apologizing again?"
This always made him feel like he was the bad guy.
"It's hard to apply it properly without a mirror. Let me help you."
Felyn took the seal back from Viloti's palm.
His fingers passed through her soft hair, gently brushing her bangs aside.
Viloti's breathing hitched slightly as she felt Felyn's fingertips brush across her forehead.
"Don't move."
Felyn said softly, carefully placing the seal on the swollen area.
Viloti couldn't help but close her eyes. She could still feel Felyn's fingers gently pressing the edges of the seal to ensure it was firmly attached.
A cool sensation spread from Felyn's fingertips, and the pain gradually subsided.
When Felyn's fingers finally withdrew, a few strands of hair clung to them as if reluctant to let go.
"Does it feel better?"
Viloti nodded slightly, feeling her cheeks growing warm.
To prevent Viloti from getting covered in bumps before she even participated in the seal competition, Felyn quickened his pace and walked shoulder to shoulder with her.
Seeing Felyn's figure parallel to hers, Viloti's shoulders tensed slightly.
She hugged the box in her arms tightly and slowed her pace.
The school scenery unfolded slowly beneath their feet until that familiar bicycle shed came into view.
As Felyn's secret base for solving his lunch problems, he was more than familiar with this place.
"Can we do special training here too?"
Viloti didn't answer Felyn's question. She nimbly jumped up the steps and turned to face Felyn.
Sunlight shone down from behind her, making her incredibly radiant.
Viloti sat on the steps and gently patted the spot beside her, though her eyes didn't quite dare to meet Felyn's directly.
"Felyn, sit here."
"Viloti, we're here for special training, right?"
"Yes!"
"But we can't practice seals here, can we?"
"This special training isn't about practicing seals..."
Viloti kept her head down, gripping the box in her hands tightly.
"Is that... not okay?"
She lifted her head, her pink hair sliding from her shoulders.
Her eyes still held their usual aloof quality, but carried a few traces of timid expectation.
Viloti placed her hand on her chest, her slender fingers curling slightly as she tried to suppress her rapidly beating heart.
"Well, I suppose... it's not impossible."
With a "since we're already here" attitude, Felyn was also curious to see what Viloti was actually planning.
Seeing Felyn sit beside her, Viloti's tense body began to relax.
She reached out to unwrap the cloth bag, revealing the premium lunch box inside.
"A lunch box? It's actually a lunch box? Could it be that we're going to eat lunch?"
"Yes!"
Viloti nodded vigorously, her feet swinging left and right.
She pulled out an expensive heating seal worth 200 crowns from her pocket and stuck it on the lunch box, heating it to exactly 41 degrees in just thirty seconds.
"Filling your stomach is also a type of special training," Viloti said earnestly.
This... this actually made sense.
He couldn't argue with that logic at all.
"Felyn, I'll share half with you!"
Though she said this, the portion Viloti gave Felyn was obviously much larger, and she had given him almost all the meat.
Viloti had known all along that special training was completely meaningless for Felyn—no matter how much he trained these few days, he still wouldn't be able to beat anyone.
He just needed to hide behind me.
It was just that Felyn hadn't eaten lunch with her in a long time, so Viloti had used special training as an excuse to ask Felyn out.
Seeing that Felyn still hadn't moved, Viloti felt a bit anxious.
A flash of panic crossed her eyes, then she puffed out her cheeks slightly and kept blinking.
"Felyn, this is part of the special training..."
Viloti's voice was very soft, her fingers nervously twisted together, her gaze shifting back and forth between the lunch box and Felyn.
This girl Viloti had completely tricked him!
He'd never believe her nonsense again!
"Sigh, I understand. Then I won't hold back."
......
At the entrance of Saint Andros Academy.
"Adeline, hurry up, hurry up!"
Linda in front of her was clearly quite excited.
"Linda, there's no need to be in such a rush, is there?"
"But it's the Lingficana limited edition ice cream made by Princess Dorothy's exclusive pastry chef! If we're late, we'll have to wait another three months."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Adeline tucked her rose-tea colored long hair behind her ear and followed Linda into Saint Andros Academy.
(End of Chapter)