My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

"Is it? I'm looking forward to it. However, I am very full now. You should eat this fruit cake. Don’t waste it?"

Of course Theresa was moved when she heard Hua Yi's words.

However, this was not the first time that she was moved by Hua Yi. Compared with being so moved that her eyes filled with tears, she couldn't speak, and she promised him something with her body. Yes, Theresa now pushed the cake in front of Hua Yi again, supporting her head with both hands, as if she wanted to watch him eat the cake.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table, Hua Yi's back was to the counter, And Theresa was facing directly, so she could have a panoramic view of the situation at the counter.

Just now, Hua Yi ordered food very handsomely, and Theresa could see it clearly. After hearing the captain's words, the counter The young lady cautiously added a lot of the sweetest cream to the finished fruit cake, which was enough to make the already quite large fruit cake expand.

After all, it was the captain's request. The lady at the counter must try her best to complete it!

Although she was confused about how"super sweet" it should be, but considering the weird taste of the academy leader, the lady at the counter didn't hesitate too much and moved very quickly..

Now, it’s time for Hua Yi to eat the bitter fruit.

No, it should be said to be a sweet fruit. It’s so sweet that it’s greasy.

Hua Yi, who had already eaten a lot of snacks made by Yayi before, and was very full, could only do it at this time. Focus on destroying the fruit cake.

The fruit is pretty good, and the sweetness cannot be too exaggerated, but the cream... God knows how much sugar the guy who made this cream put.

The salesperson who paid attention to the situation here widened her eyes slightly, She never expected that it would be Hua Yi who was responsible for eradicating the heavy-flavored fruit cake.

It turned out that the captain of the Hyperion was the same as the principal, a type with over-flavored fruits.

And Theresa was also a bit dissatisfied. Sorry

"Well...if you're not used to this taste, don't eat it.……"

Theresa originally wanted to say that she could help, but looking at the cake that had been half eaten by Hua Yi, it would be a bit too ambiguous for her to help eat the rest.

It would be fine if it were in other relatively private places. But now in the snack bar, except for the salesperson, there will be new customers coming in from no time. Theresa cannot do such embarrassing things.

"Although it's overly sweet, it's not unpalatable. It's just that I'm quite full. As you said, I can't waste it. If this is the price of being cool, I have no regrets and I will do it next time."

Hua Yi's remarks made Theresa shake her head dumbfounded, and then she pushed the unused glass of the two glasses of bitter melon juice she ordered to him.

"How about trying this?"

Hua Yi did not refuse.

Just like when you are extremely hungry, simply eating white rice will feel like the best taste in the world. Under some special circumstances, the food will show different effects due to the different physical and mental states of the users. A different flavor.

The overly sweet fruit cake ruined the taste. Even the soda that Huayi originally liked became unacceptable because of its similar sweetness. It was originally so bitter that it would make people frown. After Hua Yi drank the bitter melon juice, he did feel something else hidden in the bitterness.

That refreshing feeling that made people refreshed.

Seeing that Hua Yi drank the bitter melon juice without too much resistance, De As if she had found a like-minded person, Lisa showed a happy expression and said with a wicked sense of humor.

"It looks like we can order the same combination next time. How about a combination of super sweet fruit cake and bitter melon juice?"

"I don’t think so. If you want to find someone with the same hobby, I will drink a glass of bitter melon juice every day and let myself slowly accept it. Don’t hurt other innocent people in St. Freya Academy."

Hua Yi had a sacred expression of"If I don't go to hell, who will?", which made Theresa curl her lips.

Ten minutes later, the two people who each consumed their own food and drinks walked out of the snack bar and began to walk downstairs. Set off to a destination.

It was the bookstore that Hua Yi mentioned before, where Homu comics are sold.

At first, because she wanted to tease Hua Yi, Theresa didn’t pay much attention to his schedule. Apart from the sense of warmth, Not many other emotions arose.

But now that she came to her senses, Theresa discovered some doubts

"You...how do you know I like Homu?!"

Theresa has always hidden this kind of hobby that is not in line with the majestic persona of the principal.

Could it be that this guy Hua Yi installed a camera or something like that and was spying on my life?

A thought At this point, Theresa stared at Hua Yi angrily.

Hua Yi explained in detail

"If you don't want others to know, don't do it unless you do it yourself. In addition to going to the relevant store to ask the buyer's identity, when I was helping you process documents in the office, I saw Homu comics in the gap of the drawer that was not completely closed, and there were several Homu related peripherals. product"

"Asking for the identity of the buyer... Every time I go to buy something, I always put on a disguise, either wearing sunglasses or a hat."

Although Theresa, as the principal of the school, can also order her subordinates to buy it, but she wants to hide her hobby, and of course she hopes that as few people know about it as possible.

So she takes action personally every time.

"Just like this disguise now?"

Hua Yi's words shocked Teresa, and she seemed to have exposed something that should have been hidden.

As she thought about the remedy, trying to prevent Hua Yi from making the connection, she realized that she expected to see"rumors spreading everywhere, and the ship showing mercy everywhere." Hua Yi went on to say that he was always in trouble.

"It's completely deceptive. Even if others can't see your face, their hair color, voice, and height can easily determine your identity."

"Eh?"

After realizing that her disguise all along seemed to have failed, Theresa's body suddenly froze.