Teresa won't starve

Jizi raised her head at a 45-degree angle and looked down at her aunt with her chin.

Then the two of them turned around in a tacit understanding, passed the assistant lady and walked behind her.After waiting for a while to hear Ji Zi's greeting, he wiped off his cold sweat and hurriedly followed.

Because of this, no one knew——the sleeping girl in the vessel suddenly opened her eyes and opened her mouth to say something.

But soon she fell asleep again and became the same Sleeping Beauty as before.

869 "Curry Bento"

"so boring......"

After finishing the summer event plot in "Destiny Era OL", Teresa has no stamina to do other things.After quitting the game, it looked like a softened rice cake, lying sideways on the desk, showing the appearance of a salted fish that had completely lost its dreams.

"Cough cough!"

It just so happened that Teacher Yang passed by here at this time, and coughed a little twice to remind her to restrain herself so as not to affect the study of other students.

Teresa ignored him, but she didn't continue to make strange noises.

After a while, seeing that everyone was 'all' doing their homework seriously, Teacher Yang returned to the podium with the textbooks and continued to sort out his lessons for the next few days and the next few days.

It was also at this time that Shiyin stood up the book following Teresa's example, and also lay sideways on the desk, but facing Teresa's direction, and whispered in an almost whisper: "Samurai my lord~"

"what?"

Teresa with sharp ears didn't deliberately lower her voice after hearing Shiyin's voice - mainly because she was afraid that Shiyin wouldn't be able to hear her.

"Do you want to go out and play?"

"Are you the devil?"

Teresa rolled her eyes involuntarily.

Bewitching her every day when she has nothing to do, asking her if she wants to play together, this is simply the temptation of the devil!

"But, samurai-sama is boring."

"Fortunately."

With that said, Teresa turned her head away again and lay face down on her stomach.

"Oh."

Seeing Teresa like this, Shiyin didn't bother her anymore.She continued to put on a pair of glasses pretentiously, and began to learn knowledge that she had never been exposed to before.

In this way, a class of no more than a few 10 minutes at most has quietly become a part of history.

......

Soon it was time to leave school at noon.

As one of the students who live in the school, Teresa doesn't always solve the problem of lunch outside or in the cafeteria.

Although it is not too tiring for her, who makes human beings a kind of animal that is easily lazy.

So after eating outside and in the cafeteria several times, Teresa changed to a more 'traditional' bento lunch like those day students, which required Shiyin to prepare bento for her in advance.

But Shiyin is very happy to do this.

Taking out the bento box that had been cold for a long time from the desk, Teresa poured some of the cold boiled water into it, and poured the other part into the interlayer under the bento box.

After a few minutes, this bento box, like a self-heating hot pot, reheated the food inside.

The fragrant smell even attracted her tablemates.

Of course, her deskmate was just a little curious when she saw someone bring a self-heating bento:

"High technology!"

"It's nothing technical. If you want, I'll make one for you when I'm free." Teresa turned her head and glanced at the 'strange' tablemate, and said casually after thinking about it.

"Thank you so much!"

Although everyone is used to eating cold bento, but if you have the opportunity to eat a hot meal, no one would want to refuse it, right?

Because of this, my mood improved a lot, and I invited Teresa to have lunch together: "By the way, my mother is very good at cooking, do you want to try it together?"

"Oh, then—thanks."

Hearing someone say it was 'mother's cooking', Teresa missed the taste of some kind of dream, so she nodded and said to... "By the way, what's your name?"

"..."

The deskmate who had a smile on his face suddenly froze as if he had been petrified, and said to Teresa with an extremely strange expression: "Ai Lu...you call me Ai Lu... I'll be fine."

"Oh."

Teresa nodded, vaguely remembering that it seemed to be such a person.

But he quickly put this matter behind him, and continued to happily eat bento with Shiyin who moved the stool and sat down, and greeted: "So who, come and eat together."

"..."

It’s okay to forget in seconds!

Fortunately, there is a characteristic of Kaslana's pedigree, that is 'big heart'.

Sitting down at the same table for a while, he quickly forgot about it, and instead focused on his own bento—especially the plastic fork that he accidentally broke:

"that--"

"?" x2

The tablemate turned to Teresa and Shiyin for help, looking at the only chopsticks left in their hands.Even though I knew it was unlikely, I decided to ask, "Do you have any spare chopsticks?"

"Chopsticks?"

Teresa looked at Shiyin, and Shiyin shook her head with her chopsticks in her mouth.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one behind him, and no one was paying attention to his movements, he put his free right hand behind him.Then he handed a pair of chopsticks from unknown origin to the same table who broke the only tableware.

"It was a great help!!"

The tablemate thanked him with a full face of joy.

In response, Teresa just waved her hand: "You're welcome."

On the other hand, Shiyin next to him seemed a little unhappy and muttered:

"Master Samurai, you..."

"It's okay, anyway—"

Seeing these two people whispering again, driven by curiosity, the tablemate couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing."

Teresa didn't bother to explain, after all, this was her secret, and she couldn't tell others casually.

Seeing that the tablemate was hesitant to talk, he quickly changed the topic to another direction: "By the way, you... what are you eating?"

How to describe it?

What Teresa saw was like the frozen hot pot base, which was a thick paste as a whole, and had completely lost its fluidity. I can eat it.

On the contrary, the tablemate felt that there was no problem: "Isn't the curry like this after cooling?"

"I know curry, I have seen cold curry, but yours is too..."

870 "Intruder"

"School is over!"

"Stop messing around and go."

After a few classes in the afternoon, the rest is time to eat, sleep, do homework and play.For these elementary school students who are still in their childhood, nothing is more important than playing.

If there is - it is to find the parents.

Of course, this is for ordinary elementary school students.

For Teresa, what she wants to do depends entirely on her mood.

......

Seeing these little ones 'escaping' one by one, Teacher Yang, who was still packing up the textbooks, couldn't help but feel a headache.

It wasn't because of being angry with the children, but because of something wrong with his body.

But because I'm used to it, I just endured the dizziness and took a little more rest to temporarily suppress the discomfort.

Then I went to the children's desks and tidied up all the books that had been placed randomly; the desks that were scribbled with markers were also wiped clean, and the surface layer of skin was replaced if they couldn't be wiped off.

After finishing all this, he realized that it was already dark outside, and it was time for him to go back.

This made him stand still and watch for a while.

Then he raised his somewhat old right hand and clenched it into a fist in front of his eyes tremblingly: "Give me a little more time, at least with my current body—"

"Ugh."

That battle hurt him so much that today, more than ten years later, he still has to drag his body half into the coffin to linger on.

But if you think about it carefully, it will make people feel how lucky this is.

Because if it were someone else, maybe it would be impossible to live a second life like him, right?

"Ok?"

Teacher Yang frowned suddenly.

Because just now, he suddenly felt that the cordon he had set up was touched by a mysterious force that did not belong to Saint Freya.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

But then he remembered another incident some time ago - the admission incident of the Herrscher of Thunder.At that time, the cordon was also touched once, but it turned out that Mr. Yang was a false alarm.

So this made Teacher Yang wonder, could it be another freshman or department teacher?

But no matter what, he decided to ask the supreme director first.

......

"Ah! I'm so full and my stomach is so full! I can't breathe!"

While talking, Kiyana sat on the ground in a very disfigured manner.

Fortunately, it was already night, and no one could be seen even in the campus, so there was no need to worry about spreading her embarrassment to everyone.

Not only did Bronya have no intention of helping her (?), but she even said aside: "It's you who said that girls have two stomachs, one for rice and the other for sweets, no matter how much they can eat, what's the result?"

"Don't do that."

Mei stopped them from arguing, and offered a helping hand to Qiyana: "Qiana, get up quickly, the ground is dirty and cold, and you will get sick if you sit for a long time."

"I don't want it!" Kiyana's eyeballs rolled and she suddenly thought, and she lay down in a large font: "I won't get up until Mei hugs me!"

"Kiana!"

Seeing Kiyana who suddenly started to play, Mei couldn't help crying and laughing immediately, so she had to ask Bronya to open the door of the dormitory first, and then figure out a way to get Kiyana in.

Bronya is not opposed to such a division of labor - rather than asking her to get Qiyana up, she is more willing to do this kind of errand tool.

But when she walked to the door of the dormitory, just as she raised her hand to insert the key, she suddenly stopped her movements, and her raised hand hung in the air.

So much so that Mei, who came up from the heel, became surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Sister Mei, do you know? Bronya usually has a 'redundant' habit when she goes out."

Bronya put two fingers into her hair, pulled out a strand of silver-gray hair, handed it to Mei, and motioned her to look at the door: "Bronya likes to put her hair in the door when she goes out."

However, the strand of hair that should have been fluttering in the wind could not be seen on the crack of the door.

"You, yes, say?"

Mei's speech speed became much slower than before.

871 "Assault"

"What's wrong with you two? Why are you standing outside the door?"