I'm not that kind of orc

What should I bring today?Go to the cafeteria to buy a copy... No, I still feel that it would be better to make something with my own hands.

Thinking about it like this, she suddenly smelled a sweet smell that made her index finger move.

Relying on the werewolf's excellent sense of smell, she immediately recognized the smell of baked pastries and fruits, and even pinpointed the approximate location of the source of the smell—most likely in the classroom on the left ahead.

With a little curiosity, Angelica walked over there, and peeked in from the back door of the classroom through the crack of the door.

In the cooking classroom, a dark-haired elf in an apron is carefully cutting a freshly baked pie into several pieces.

Then, she shared a portion and put it on a bone china plate, and pushed it to the elf girl who was arranging the kitchen utensils on the other side of the cooking table: "Come on, Ken Lisi, try it."

"Eh? Can I eat? Thank you so much, Your Highness." Ken Lisi took the plate overjoyed.

"You are welcome to come here, everyone, come and taste it." The black-haired elf, Princess Alyssa, looked around with a smile, and shouted at the other girls who borrowed the cooking class.

Angelica shrank to the side subconsciously, not wanting to be discovered by Her Highness the Princess.It's not that she hates Princess Alyssa—Princess Alyssa is beautiful, kind-hearted, and doesn't have any pretensions. She is so popular in this academy. When she came here from the village, she also received a lot from the princess. Take care, there is no reason to hate her at all.

It's just that every time Princess Alisa sees her, she greets her very warmly.

For Angelica, who is shy of strangers, this kind of person who will post up with a smile is the most difficult for her to resist.

The elf girls gathered in front of the cooking table in an instant, and divided most of the baked pies in the iron plate.

"What do you think of the taste?" Princess Alisa asked for advice with a smile.

"good to eat!"

“So delicious!”

"This pie crust tastes good!"

"What kind of honey is used to pickle this peach stuffing? It's so fragrant."

……

Unanimous praise.

Angelica swallowed subconsciously, through the smell she could feel that the baked pie was indeed quite well done.

Princess Alyssa also took a piece for herself, and used a fork to gently swipe the next bit into her mouth to taste carefully: "Well, this taste should be fine."

"His Royal Highness Alisa has been trying to make this recently, are you going to give it to someone?" A girl suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"Could it be... a boy?"

"Well, yes." Princess Alisa admitted generously.

"Oh?" As soon as these words were said, knowing smiles appeared on the faces of the other girls one after another.

"Who is who?" A girl approached the princess with a gossipy face.

"I'm going to make a plan to visit classmate Bullock, who is recuperating recently." Princess Alyssa didn't hide it at all.

The sudden name made Angelica prick up her ears.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the girls who were looking forward to it all exclaimed.

"To that orc?"

"Why?"

What are the reactions of these stupid women? They obviously don't understand Bullock at all... Angelica is inexplicably angry.

"Why?" Princess Alisa turned her head and asked back, "Student Brock was injured when he stood up to protect everyone in this incident. It's only natural to visit him."

"Uh... this..." The girls looked at each other.

Of course, it is impossible for them not to know about the big incident that forced the teachers and students of the entire college to evacuate from the campus. Now the report about the incident is still posted on the campus bulletin board. The first name on the incident commendation list is that orc.

The report also included the testimony of Princess Alisa and Princess Alsena.

"Everyone has misunderstood Brock too much, but he is actually a very good person." Princess Alisa lowered her head and tidied up the baking tray.

Angelica nodded violently in her heart.

"Although the orcs are not quite like us, they are really a very civilized race, completely different from the rumors." Princess Alisa continued to explain.

"But, would orcs really like to eat this?" a girl asked cautiously.

Although she didn't want to admit it, to be honest, Angelica also had such doubts.

That rough-looking Brock... has a sweet tooth?

She imagined the orc holding a plate, holding a dessert fork that was too small for her with two fingers, carefully pulling a piece of cake...

It really doesn't fit well.

But to her surprise, Princess Alyssa answered almost immediately: "Student Bullock should like desserts quite a bit. When I gave him my biscuits, he also said yes. food."

Angelica, who was eavesdropping outside the back door, suddenly felt a jolt.

Princess Alisa gave Bullock a biscuit made by herself... When did it happen?

Never heard Brock mention it.

At this moment, the bell rang suddenly during the break.

Ah, not good!

Realizing that she had been standing here for too long, Angelica hurriedly ran towards the tutoring classroom with her books in her arms.

Brock, I like desserts...

she thought as she ran.

Go back to the class and try to do it.I remember that there are also recipes for desserts in the cooking class upstairs, as long as you follow that...

The fighting spirit was ignited in the half-elf girl's heart.

Miss Werewolf's Special Dessert (2)

However, the reality is as cruel as it is right now.

Even after trying very hard to follow the recipe, the result is still not as expected.

This is not surprising, after all, the recipe only records the general formula and process, and the various details in the production process still have to be controlled by experience.

Just the ambiguous word "appropriate amount" in the recipe formula indicating the amount of certain ingredients is enough to make Angelica's head dizzy.

Sure enough, someone still needs guidance.

Who to turn to—the problem suddenly arises.

Angelica has never taken cooking courses, so she doesn't know which teacher is responsible for teaching them.

There are not many people who get close to Angelica in this academy.

Because of her timid personality, Angelika didn't have many friends in this academy. In order to cover up the fact that she was a werewolf, she never even spoke in front of others.

There are only a handful of people who can be trusted.

If you go to find Princess Alyssa, the other party should be very happy to agree, and then teach her hand in hand.

But that person was too enthusiastic about herself—sometimes the enthusiasm was a bit too much. I don't know why Angelica occasionally felt that the princess looked at her strangely on an intuitive level.

Angelica was a little overwhelmed with Her Royal Highness.

And after learning the fact that Princess Alyssa once gave Brock desserts, he felt inexplicably resistant to asking her to come and guide this kind of thing—it seemed that there was a faint... a kind of confrontational psychology at work.

But who else but her...

Angelica thought about it, and finally found that there was only one candidate.

Forget it, let a dead horse be a living horse doctor.

With that in mind, she left the cooking class.

Angelica looked around in the teaching building where the other party might be, but found nothing.

Finally, she returned to the girls' dormitory, came to the unit where the senior students lived, found the other's room, and knocked on the door unceremoniously.

There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

But Angelica caught the movement in the room with her extraordinary hearing.

In the room, Angelica was convinced.

It sounded like turning over and turning the quilt on the bed.

I haven't woken up yet...

Even elves whose pace of life is so leisurely and slow that it is terrifying, there are very few people who have not woken up until this time.

She could imagine that the other party rolled over impatiently and wrapped herself in a quilt after hearing the knock on the door.

So she knocked on the door harder, until the other party jumped off the bed unbearably, and rushed towards him with thumping footsteps.

The door was pulled open suddenly, revealing a fierce face: "Knock, knock, what are you knocking! You are looking for death... eh? Why are you a damn girl?" The other party frowned when he saw Angelica. I frowned.

Appearing behind the door was Feilan with messy long hair and pajamas.

"I'm in trouble, come and help me." Angelica said straight to the point.

"Get out!" The other party refused quickly, with a bit of resentment on the side, "You are really impolite, you dare to make a request after disturbing this lady's Qingmeng?"

When she's done, she'll close the door.

Angelica didn't stop her, but said slowly, "If you close the door, I'll keep knocking. If you don't open it, I'll still... go outside your window and howl at your room in the middle of the night. .”

"Damn you—" The threat was immediate, and as Angelica expected, the other party stopped immediately.

"It's just a small favor, come out quickly." Angelica said calmly.

Feilan's cheeks twitched slightly, and she uttered a classic line that Angelica had heard countless times: "...I really want to screw your head off, damn girl!"

Ok, this just got it done.

Angelica thought about it, and inadvertently cast her gaze into the room.

To her surprise, the room was quite tidy. The layout of the room had a cute style that was completely different from the impression given by the owner of the room. All kinds of puppets were neatly arranged on the dressing table, desk and wall. There is a bear puppet the size of a person.

"Hey!" Feilan noticed her gaze, she blocked her with her body in shock, and even pushed her with her hand, "What are you looking at! Go away!"

"Come out now." Angelica looked up at her and said.