Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"Thank you very much, Miss Fiatina, I want to apologize for the malicious speculation I made to you earlier."

"No, you didn't do anything wrong, after all, I failed to notify you in advance."

Fiatina shook her head. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket, stuck it on the glass door of the pharmacy, and wrote a few beautiful big characters with a black pen.

"Our shop is closed"

"That's all right."

Fia Tina took a step back and nodded in satisfaction.

Then she handed the cake and the biscuits as a gift to Fiametta, with a kind smile on her face,

"Come on, put away these cakes, you won't be able to eat them in the next few days?"

"That's really a pity, I will cherish it."

"Eat it well."

Fiatina waved her hands dumbfounded, "If no one eats the cake until it breaks, the cake will cry, right?"

"I understand!"

Fiametta nodded seriously. She took out a few Syracuse gold coins from her pocket, put them in Fiatina's hand, and bowed deeply.

"Then, I'll go back first."

"Walk slowly~"

Fiatina waved to Fiameta.

Fiametta left quickly, and Fiatina looked at Fiameta's receding figure, and pressed her elbow against Stelter's arm.

"Stale, what do you think?"

"Well, quite an honest child."

"Right, right."

Fiatina nodded. Fiameta belongs to the serious and honest type, and probably has a sense of justice, so it's hard to make people feel disgusted.

In a place that Fiatina didn't find, on the roof of the building not far away, Mostima leaned against the wall with his arms folded, while Lemuane carefully observed Fiatina and Shir with a telescope. tel.

"How about it?"

"Well... the guy next to the fallen angel seems to be from the Demon Race. Speaking of which, the Demon Race didn't fight her when they saw the halo on her head? It seems quite harmonious, they won't be that kind Does it matter?"

"Who told you to watch this?"

Mostima complained a little speechlessly.

"Hey, aren't you curious about their relationship?"

Lemurian put down the binoculars and looked at Mostima in surprise, "I thought you would be like me!"

"...I'm quite interested."

Mostima shook his head slightly, but did not deny this.

"Well, no kidding, that Miss Fallen Angel does seem to be very kind, she doesn't look like a bad person."

The corners of Lemuane's mouth raised, and she responded cheerfully, then picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction where Fiadina and Shirtel were.

"I just said that although she is a fallen angel, she gave me a very warm feeling. If you were not worried about Fiameta, I wouldn't accompany you out to spy on them."

"Hey, it's always good to be careful, isn't it?"

Lemuane pursed her lips indifferently, then narrowed her eyes slightly, quietly watching Fiadina through the binoculars aggressively, as if she wanted to see through Fiadina's entire body.

Suddenly, her movements stopped.

In the line of sight, Shirtel suddenly turned his head and looked at himself with a slight frown.

"No."

Lemuen's heart skipped a beat, and this appearance also frightened Mostima who was standing beside her.

"what happened?"

"Mostima...Look, is that demon looking at us?"

"What a joke, we are at least a few hundred meters away from them, how is it possible..."

Mostima took the binoculars from Lemuane's hand, and looked in the direction of Fiatina, his pupils shrank suddenly,

"Hey, hey... are you kidding me?"

"How to do?"

"...What else can I do? Temporarily retreat!"

Mostima swallowed, and hurriedly urged.

......

"Sirtel, what are you looking at?"

Fia Tina noticed Shirtel's gaze, narrowed her eyes hard, and followed Shirtel's gaze.

Obviously, she couldn't find anything.

"It's nothing, I just saw a few little mice."

Shirtel shrugged, she turned her head back, her slightly frowned brows relaxed, and her eyes softened accordingly.

"Rat? In the sky? Are you kidding me?!"

Fia Tina looked disbelieving.

"Humph."

Shirtel didn't continue to answer, she set her sights on the commercial street ahead.

Chapter 76 Sweet scones (fourth change)

What can you do when you come out to play?For this reason, Fia Tina deliberately thought about it for a long time.

Buy ice cream?Snack snacks?This kind of thing seems to be done all the time, which seems too common.

buying clothes?Send a Gift?The usual clothes are enough to wear, and Fiatina can't think of what to give Shirtel, too many gifts seem too boring.

Shopping?shopping?It's better to go home and find Ke Luxie to help order, which is more convenient and cheaper.

Fiatina thought about the meaning of coming out to play, and it wasn't until they were holding hands and walking side by side on the road that Fiatina suddenly realized.

It turned out that he just wanted to be with Shirtel.

"What are you thinking about?"

Shirter just bought two ice creams and waved one of them in front of Fia Tina.

"It's nothing."

Fiatina shook her head with a smile on her face.

"The ice cream here has always been delicious."

"Indeed, I've always been curious about how this ice cream is made. No matter how I imitate it, I can't imitate the taste and texture."

"is it?"

Stuart raised his eyebrows.

"I think it's better if you make it better."

"hey-hey."

Being praised all of a sudden, Fiatina felt a little embarrassed. She turned her face slightly, quickly snatched an ice cream from Shirtel's hand, and took a bite.

"If you like it, I'll do it for you when I go back."

"That's it."

A smile appeared on Stuart's face.

"It's not like I haven't made it for you to eat."

Fiatina muttered softly.

Shirtel heard it, but didn't say much, but stretched out his pink tongue to lick his own ice cream.

The streets of Palermo have become more and more lively recently. There are many people coming and going on the street. Many people know Fia Tina. So popular that Fia Tina once again became a "big celebrity" on this street.

"Oh, isn't this the one from Feya Pharmacy? Isn't it open today? Your cakes are delicious, and I will buy them next time!"

"Hey! Is that the owner of Feiya Pharmacy? The one that sells Chinese traditional prescriptions?"

"I know, I know, it's the adult who doesn't even dare to provoke the family!"

"Have you heard? A great man has come to Syracuse..."

All in all, the rambunctious remarks were so outrageous that even Fiatina herself was a little ashamed after hearing it. She pulled Shirtel's sleeve and hid behind Shirter in fear.

"It's okay, don't care about other people's eyes."

Shirtle comforted softly.

"I know...but they're not just looking at me, are they?"

"Then you don't have to care."

Shirtel held his chin and continued towards Fiatina,

"They're in awe of you, and you're not in vain, and that's enough, isn't it?"

Fia Tina nodded, and after thinking for a while, she got out from behind Shirtel.

What Shier Teer said is correct, he should show his strong side, and acting too weak will only make people feel that he is easy to bully.

Fiatina felt herself getting tougher.

"Your ice cream is going to melt?"

Shirtel suddenly reminded.

Fia Tina was taken aback, she softened all of a sudden, quickly picked up the ice cream with both hands and licked a few mouthfuls.

"puff."

Stuart couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't make fun of me."

Although it was approaching the end of winter, it was still winter after all, and of course the ice cream would not melt so quickly. Fiatina soon realized that she had been cheated, and immediately raised her head in dissatisfaction and muttered.

"Where are we going next?"

Shirtel ignored the muttering, she raised her chin forward, and asked Fiatina.

"Hmm... Then go to the park ahead to sit for a while? I remember that there is a park not far from here. We can buy some sweet scones and ice cream and go there to rest for a while."

"Sweet scones?"

Shirtel blinked, it was the first time she had heard of a dessert with this name, in fact, only Fia Tina told her about the dessert she knew.

"It's just a small triangular piece of cake, which is very suitable for afternoon tea dessert? Speaking of afternoon tea, do you want to stop by and buy some tea? I know there is a milk tea shop that tastes pretty good, okay?"

"is it?"

Shirter raised his eyebrows slightly,

"When did you know so many things?"

"Uh......"

Fiatina was suddenly embarrassed. She scratched her cheek, thinking that she was led around the commercial street yesterday by a big purple wolf with a big tail.

She coughed lightly, raised a finger, and said shaking slightly,

"Ahem... Before the great Miss Fiatina led her loyal Miss Struter out to play, of course she did market research in advance."

"correct."

Shirtel nodded with a smile, but did not point out that Fia Tina's acting skills were not real.