Miss Riddler just wants to level up quietly

Theresa tasted it, but Ziyao shook her head in denial.

She asked Rita to prepare a piece of instant sugar cube and handed it to Theresa.

"Wait, don't let me in!"

The girl was like a cat with explosive hair, retreating continuously.

Bitter and sweet are completely opposite taste experiences.

Putting the two together is no less than giving Italians a spicy durian and pineapple pizza, or making Chinese people face the fear of boiled bread.

For fundamentalists, the lethality is MAX.

"Don't worry, I still have two cups. How about giving it a try?"

Just like adding sugar when cooking, people who don't know how to cook and don't like sweet will find it strange.

In fact, adding an appropriate amount of sugar can enhance the deliciousness of food without destroying the original taste.

With a skeptical attitude, Theresa tried a little bit.

The next moment, her expression turned from cloudy to clear.

"Good drink!"

The bitter taste has not been diluted, but has become denser, with an extra mellow sweetness (bitterness).

This taste far surpassed all the bitter melon juice she had ever tasted!

"How do you know this recipe, is there anything else?!"

Theresa begged with gleaming eyes, and finally got two cups as she wished.

"Miss Nightingale is very good at pleasing girls."

Rita chuckled and looked at Theresa with a look of helplessness.

"I highly doubt she will be abducted, which will give Otto a headache."

After running around for a day, Ziyao went back to her room to rest.

When I was changing my clothes, I found that the bathtub was broken.

I had no choice but to borrow the bathroom of the Valkyries. Fortunately, there were very few people at this time.

It's more like a bathhouse than a bathroom, but a little more special.

It is divided into twelve areas in total.

Each area is an independent bathroom compartment, which can accommodate up to three people washing together.

It truly is the destiny of a great family and a great business.

Ziyao put the keys and other odds and ends into the storage basket and took off her clothes one by one.

Turn on the nozzle and hot water pours down.

Light white mist filled the entire bathroom.

What kind of genius would think of installing a mirror in the bathroom?

Looking at the mirror hazy with water mist, Ziyao's mind flashed to Theresa's appearance.

"Click——"

The bathroom door suddenly swings.

Ziyao didn't panic at all, she must be a student, why didn't she take a shower so late?

The fog is hazy and it's strange to be able to see clearly.

Having said that, Ziyao still wrapped herself in a bath towel.

Outside.

After finishing her training for the day, Mei planned to take a good bath.

The final result set a new record for her, and her efforts finally paid off.

The monitor, the principal, and the mysterious Miss Nightingale...

When will I be as strong as them?

In the storage basket, there is a teacher-specific ID card.

Meiyi didn't pay much attention and walked into the bathroom to change her clothes.

"Whoa..."

The sound of running water gurgled.

There was a black-haired girl sitting in the bathroom, who seemed to be the same age as her.

She held a comb in her hand and was combing her hair slowly.

"Sorry, I didn't notice anyone here."

"No...it doesn't matter. This is a public bathroom. You can do whatever you want."

The moment she heard the voice, Ziyao, who was calm, almost couldn't sit still.

Why did it happen at this time...

Or Mei...

Be honest with each other, without any pretense.

It would be terrible if his identity was exposed.

The water mist became a good cover, and Yayi couldn't see Ziyao's face clearly.

"That's a familiar voice, are you...?"

There were not many students in St. Freya, and Yayi could feel Ziyao's strangeness.

"The new teacher will officially start work tomorrow."

Ziyao explained in a low voice, wanting to move into the small cubicle to wash herself.

After Ziyao reminded her, Yayi remembered that she seemed to have seen the teacher card.

"Strange, the exhaust fan was fine yesterday."

Seeing that the fog in the bathroom was so thick that even the face of the girl opposite could not be seen clearly, Mei wanted to turn on the fan to ventilate the room.

As a result, the exhaust fan got stuck and could not be used.

“…”

Ziyao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was going to be exposed.

"Mei Yi, it turns out you're taking a shower here."

Suddenly, lively voices came from outside the door, it was Paramecium Kiana.

Mei was nowhere to be found in the dormitory, nor at the training ground.

After hearing from Bronya that Mei was here, Kiana immediately ran over.

The level of enthusiasm is only a little more than before.

"Kiana? Haven't you washed it?"

Mei was once a eldest lady and was not used to bathing with others.

Just as he was about to enter the cubicle, Kiana burst into the bathroom holding a towel.

"Wow, the mist is so thick, um...it's fragrant, it's all the smell of bud clothes."

"Idiot, what are you talking about?"

"Let me look for the switch...Hey, why is there no response?"

Kiana tried several times, but the fan responsible for ventilation did not move.

The girl changed her mind and punched the board with embedded threads underneath.

After a few seconds, the fan magically started spinning.

For the person involved, Ziyao, this is bad news.

Moisturized.

Before being discovered, Ziyao picked up the comb and prepared to run away.

I never thought that the worst case scenario happened————

"Night, Nightingale...?"

Yayi looked at Ziyao who was tightening her towel in surprise. She didn't expect that they would meet again in this way.

"Hi...."

Ziyao responded stiffly.

It's over.

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Volume 25: Chapter [-] Teacher Nightingale, I will be responsible for you

"Hiss...it hurts."

Yayi grabbed her wrist, Ziyao's appearance reflected in her clear eyes.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and Mei Yi didn't know why she wanted to do such a thing.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why..."

She came to her senses and let go of Ziyao's red wrist.

For someone who has been practicing swordsmanship all year round, her hand strength is quite strong.

"It's okay, I understand..."

awkward.