The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Even though everyone else received the blessing of the God of Wisdom, he only received the blessing of Sequence Three. Why then did he lose in learning speed to the members of Sequence Nine?

　Witte was perplexed and greatly frustrated by this.

　So he wasn't very interested in dealing with Robert tonight.

　"Even if what Professor Bode said is true, he may just be someone who has heard about it before, just like us."

　After calming down, he said.

　Robert quickly said, "But he even told us where the organization was located!"

　"Ah!" Witt suddenly perked up.

　"Ah!" Robert quickly covered his mouth, realizing he had let something slip.

　After a long pause, he said somewhat helplessly, "Really, I was going to treat this as a surprise."

　Witt's face darkened as he said, "Stop messing around, tell me properly what really happened."

　Robert looked around and whispered, "That was a few days ago, after the [Magic Language] class ended. We were separated for a while, weren't we?"

　Vitti nodded. The [Magic Language] class was the first period on Wednesday.

　Because the next class was a high-intensity "duel class," he took some time to go to the infirmary for treatment.

　Sister Carlian underwent a temporary check-up.

　"Speaking of which, Sister Kallian suddenly has a younger sister. I wonder if she'll join the organization."

　Witt thought this to himself and continued listening to Robert's account.

　Robert said, "I happened to need to pee, so I went to the restroom. I had just reached the door when I heard Professor Bode's voice. Professor Bode's voice was particularly chilling, and it startled me. But out of curiosity..."

　I mustered up my courage and went over to peek. Guess what I saw?

　Witt said, "What did you see?"

　Robert leaned closer and whispered, "I saw it, he's talking to a book!"

　"-This book" Witt was startled, his face turned pale instinctively, and he gripped the quilt tightly around himself.

　He's practically developed Stockholm Syndrome over this "book"!

　Robert, oblivious to his surroundings, said, "It was a book. But I only glanced at it and listened for a while before Professor Bode spotted me. Luckily, I ran fast enough!"

　Witt paused for a moment, then said, "Professor Bode is also a member of that mysterious organization."

　Robert said, "I don't know. I just heard him mention that organization, and he also said a string of times..."

　address."

　Witt frowned and said, "Time and address."

　Robert said, "Tomorrow night at nine o'clock, at the entrance to the secret passage on the seventh floor of the castle! There's a painting hanging opposite!"

　Witt looked at Robert and said silently, "And then what? What do you want to do?"

　Robert immediately spread his hands, his face exaggerated, and said, "What else can we do but go and see! I said, Victor..."

　You have no idea how pent-up I've been feeling lately! Ever since the holiday ended, we've been either studying or on our way to study. If this keeps up, my bones will feel like they're welded together!

　Witt closed his eyes and couldn't help but rub his temples again.

　Over this period of time, he has almost made it a habit.

　He said, "Robert, don't worry, I'll ask someone tomorrow. Something just doesn't feel right about this."

　Robert shrugged and said, "That's definitely not right! If it were right, what would we be investigating for?"

　Witt: Okay, I'll ask someone tomorrow, don't rush me to write it.

　Robert said, "Who are you looking for? Don't tell me it's Professor Witt, I've noticed you've changed!"

　Witt rubbed his temples again and said earnestly, "Robert, people change. Sooner or later..."

　You will also become more stable and reliable.

　Robert, flattered by his praise, immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "That's right, it seems you have good taste."

　Such things happen quietly within a seemingly large, but actually very small, scope.

　On February 14th, Valentine's Day, the sun rose as usual.

　Dak, holding a steaming cup of coffee, went out onto the balcony again and looked through the mist-covered window.

　The sky was hazy.

　Last Valentine's Day, St. Mary's College experienced a rare heavy snowfall.

　The students therefore had a very pleasant Valentine's Day.

　Dak still vividly remembers the giant snowman that everyone built together.

　Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, feeling extremely happy.

　"Unfortunately, it looks like it won't snow this year."

　Just as he was thinking this, a few snowflakes suddenly drifted down from the sky!

　Snowing.

　But of course, the ability to "make your wishes come true" does not exist in this world.

　Dark quickly suppressed the surprise on his face and looked up with a slight frown.

　Hello haha—

　Sure enough, a little imp fell "plop" from the sky outside the window, seemingly unfazed by the cold.

　It was on the glass of the window guard.

　Dak looked at Professor Lily's face through the glass.

　Half a minute later, he suddenly laughed out loud and reached out to open the window shutter.

　Professor Lily, who could have simply walked through the window, slipped in through the opening with a "whoosh" and then unceremoniously covered the teacup in Dark's hand.

　Dak released her hand, handed her the coffee, and said, "Good morning, Professor Lily. Did you make it snow today?"

　"Although I helped, it wasn't me who made the order," Professor Lily said, holding her coffee. "I told her a couple of days ago..."

　Kazel brought up last year's Valentine's Day, saying that Ergane had never seen snow, so they intentionally created artificial snow. But it was artificial after all, lacking a natural feel.

　Dark smiled and said, "That looks good too."

　“Yes,” Professor Lily turned her head to look outside and muttered, “So, shall we build a snowman this year too?”

　Dak immediately nodded and said, "We need to build one, and it needs to be bigger than last year's!"

　Professor Lily immediately perked up and said, "Great! That's it! When do we start?"

　Dark glanced at the increasing number of snowflakes and said, "This afternoon."

　Professor Lily's newly formed confidence instantly deflated: "Eh?"

　Dark said, "In the afternoon, we can only build the cloud-piling people after the clouds have accumulated, right?"

　“Oh, right.” Professor Lily cheered up again.

　Dak then closed the open window and turned to go inside.

　The magical elves living in this bedroom woke up unusually early today, and quite a few of them had already gotten up.

　The door was opened.

　Dark knew without a doubt that they had gone to the clubroom, most likely waiting for him to enter.

　Give him a chocolate-flavored surprise.

　The chocolates he prepared for the magical elves had been sitting on the table; he planned to bring them along as well.

　The.

　But when he walked to the table, the mountain of chocolates immediately caught the eye of someone.

　Professor Lily's eyes lit up as she said, "No need to say more, these chocolates must all have been made for lovely little Lily."

　"Ah," Dark glanced at her sideways, and said disdainfully, "Still asleep."

　"Ugh (/w<。)))," Professor Lily said, feigning coyness. "Do you think Lily doesn't deserve them?"

　Dak pulled a bar from the mountain of chocolates and tossed it to her: "Here you go."

　Lily, quick as a flash, grabbed the chocolate and then swiftly tore open its wrapper.

　He held her small eyebrows in his mouth, and they visibly furrowed.

　"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

　"After hardship comes happiness."

　"Dark said calmly."

　Although dark chocolate is bitter, it also has its benefits.

　Otherwise, how could we have seen Professor Lily looking like this?

　But his joy was short-lived, for he soon saw Professor Lily finish her coffee and then head towards the chocolate bar.

　The mountain has reached out its devilish claws!

　He quickly grabbed the sunflower seeds and said, "Didn't you say they were bitter?"

　Lily frowned and said solemnly, "Life is truly bitter; one can only save oneself."

　Dark: "

　Anyway, there's no way I'm giving you any more chocolates, not even one more!

　After finally getting rid of Professor Lily, Dark was finally able to properly prepare for today's most important meeting.

　He opened the drawer, took out the chocolates he had put there to avoid mixing them up, and then put on his coat.

　This Valentine's Day, although he prepared a lot of chocolates, he still couldn't find the first person he wanted to give them to.

　Change.

　I never expected that Professor Lily would intercept me before I even left the house.

　"No, no, no, that doesn't count! She came to my door asking for it herself, I didn't give it to her willingly, uh uh uh, that's it!"

　Dak—while convincing himself, stuffed the chocolate into his shoulder bag, then added two books as a demonstration, and...

　out the door.

　It was still early, and there weren't many people like him who insisted on getting up early.

　He opened the door and looked around, but there was no one lying in wait.

　This gave him a slight sense of relief, but he still walked very quickly.

　Not long after, he left the tower of the Noble House and headed towards the agreed meeting place.

　Although he visited the library less and less often, he was still able to learn from Pandora because of the [access card].

　The sister's communication became even closer.

　Behind the scenes, their relationship was slowly growing stronger.

　Moreover, both sides had reached a tacit understanding and did not reveal the truth during their interactions.

　Pandora values ​​her studies even more than Dark.

　She still spends most of her day studying.

　Moreover, she is now a fifth grader and needs to start preparing for her sixth-grade field trip.

　Breaking the ice at this point would benefit no one.

　Maintaining a relationship that is more than friends but less than lovers is the most suitable choice.

　Pandora clearly enjoyed this feeling and was gradually confirming that the final step was to break through the barrier.

　Good time.

　Her initial plan was to wait until Duck graduated.

　At that time, she could even take the initiative to propose to Dark—if their relationship was still good by then.