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

　The first-year students all live on the second floor, so Emma's dormitory is easy to find.

　Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Little Devimon completed the task.

　"Is this the right thing to send?" Dark asked worriedly.

　Devimon patted his chin and said, "I, Devimon, have never made a mistake in my life!"

　Dark: "..."

　……

　Emma, ​​however, had woken up an hour earlier.

　When the little devil flew to her house with the box, she was reading a book on the balcony wearing a fluffy otter pajama and was quite startled.

　She then opened the balcony grille herself and, together with Little Devimon, carried in the box of apple juice.

　"It tastes surprisingly good. Is this really handmade?"

　Emma tasted the apple juice and found it incredible.

　It turns out that in her mind, Dak was almost omnipotent, but there must be a limit to omnipotence, right?

　How can even fruit juice be made to taste so good?

　She felt she had fallen in love with the sweet taste of apple juice.

　But after finishing the drink, Emma had to face a serious question—what should she give in return?

　……

　Back in his dorm, Dark checked the final gift list: "There are still Professor Cazell, Professor Lily, and Professor Sylph left. Let's give them to them all!"

　During this period, professors are more likely to be staying in their dormitories.

　Dark summoned Gatomon again, and set off with three gifts!

　He was very familiar with the route to the professors' dormitory, and he also had the key card that Claire had left behind.

　With no obstacles along the way, Dak first went to Professor Kazel's dormitory.

　He had always had a good relationship with Professor Cazell, but this was naturally his first visit to his dormitory.

　"Dong dong dong."

　"Who?"

　The professor's voice came from inside; he sounded very clear-headed.

　Darke then said, "It's me, Professor."

　"Dimmon?" Professor Cazell turned the doorknob, revealing a crack in the door.

　Only after seeing that it really was Darke did he exclaim in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

　Dark took a small gift box containing books from Tailmon's hand and waved it at Professor Kazel: "Merry Christmas, Professor."

　Professor Cazell touched his messy hair and sighed, "Merry Christmas."

　Then he opened the door a little wider, just enough for one person to pass through.

　Dak entered the room and glanced around briefly.

　Professor Cazell's room was surprisingly tidy, but every piece of furniture was a size too small.

　He placed the book "The Old Knight of the Frontier" on the table and said, "Professor, do you enjoy reading novels?"

　Professor Cazell shook his head: "I've read it occasionally."

　Darke pointed to his head and laughed, "Then you should read more. Good novels are good for developing divergent thinking."

　Kazel couldn't help but grin and say, "Are you saying I'm stubborn?"

　Dark chuckled dryly, thinking that the professor was indeed a professor, able to taste the flavor even in something like this.

　Kazel shook his head and said, "I don't usually read novels, but since it's a Christmas present from you, I'll read it. Oh, wait a minute, I happen to have something here that I can give you in return."

　Dark asked curiously, "What is it?"

　Professor Kazel: "Wait a minute."

　He then began rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and finally pulled out a ring from somewhere.

　The ring is small, made of black metal, and has three holes.

　Upon seeing the arrangement of the three holes, Dak immediately thought of bowling!

　Okay, it's a magic ball.

　Professor Kazel tossed the ring over, saying, "This is a magic ring. It can be used to train how to conduct magic power remotely and how to manipulate magic orbs remotely."

　Dak caught the ring and examined it carefully.

　Judging from its texture, it does indeed look very similar to a magic ball; I never expected it to be a related item.

　He hesitated and said, "Isn't the telekinetic transfer of magic a second-year topic? I'm fine with my studies now, right?"

　Professor Kazel glanced at him: "Don't you already have enough over-the-top items on you? Don't worry, your magic is enough for training. As for the specific methods, you can figure it out yourself."

　“Alright.” Dark put away the magic ring. “I’ll check it out at the library.”

　Professor Cazell nodded in satisfaction and prepared to see his guest out.

　Knowing better than to stay any longer, Dak said, "Professor, I still need to visit Professor Lily, so I won't stay any longer."

　Kazel waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."

　Dark: "( ^_^ )/--Bye-bye"

　……

　One novel in exchange for one magic ring.

　There is no loss in blood!

　Dak's mood immediately improved.

　Professor Lily and Professor Sylph's dormitories are on the other side.

　He walked a short distance and found the room marked "Lily".

　"I don't know why, but sending her wine always feels like I'm aiding and abetting evil."

　Dark shook his head and knocked on Professor Lily's door.

　Unsurprisingly, no one responded after I knocked for a long time.

　He stood in the doorway and muttered, "So, there are two possibilities now: either he's not here, or he's drunk again. The latter is more likely, isn't it, Little Devilmon?"

　Little Devilmon immediately obeyed: "Coconut, sir, scouts, step forward!"

　Dark: "Go."

　Wearing his beloved scarf, the little devil flapped his wings and flew around before arriving at the balcony. Sure enough, he saw the little imp lying on the table, drunk as a log.

　"It's really not a worry."

　Little Devimon gave a long lecture, shaking his head, and then immediately went back to report.

　Dark glanced at the lock and made a difficult decision between going in and not going in.

　In the end, I had no choice but to go in.

　"Professor Lily, are you done? May I come in?"

　"If you don't answer, it will be taken as a yes."

　"Magic Summoning!"

　A versatile lock with all sorts of shapes and sizes, get it!

　……

　"Kacha."

　I pushed the door open a crack.

　A strong stench of alcohol, as if it had finally found an outlet, surged out from the crack in the door.

　Dak quickly covered his nose and bravely rushed inside, risking being suffocated by the fumes!

　The romantic atmosphere of the Christmas ball was a deadly poison for Lily.

　Before the ball even ended, she returned to her dormitory early, alone, touching the flower card and drinking her sorrows away, turning herself from a fragrant little fairy into a smelly little fairy.

　This isn't the first time Dak has dealt with this situation, but today's situation is particularly dire.

　She not only got herself drunk, but she also knocked over the wine bottle.

　There was residual wine everywhere, on the table and the floor.

　The wine on her body had dried, making her clothes wrinkled.

　Dark frowned, realizing he had to summon the "Trash Slime" to deal with it quickly.

　After the "Trash Slime" cleaned up the liquid, he also neatly arranged all the bottles.

　This looks much more comfortable now.

　“It’s really a worry!”

　Dark reached out and smoothed Lily's wrinkled dragonfly wings, then turned to Gatomon and said, "So, I'm leaving the rest to you, okay?"

　Tailmon spoke in human language: "Of course."

　Dark nodded and said, "Then I'll go out and leave for a bit. Devimon?"

　Little Devimon immediately followed.

　The person and their pet stood guard outside the door.

　Inside the door, Gatomon easily moved Professor Lily to the sofa. Then it took off her wine-stained clothes and found a set of pajamas in the closet.

　Next, it threw the dirty clothes into the laundry basket and then carried Professor Lily into the bathroom to give her a thorough wash.

　Finally, after a quarter of an hour, the smelly little imp returned to its fragrant state.

　Gatomon changed her into pajamas and tossed her into bed.

　Despite the rough treatment, little Lily remained as drunk as a dead pig, showing no reaction whatsoever.

　Gatomon pinched its nose, sniffed around, found the deodorant, sprayed it around the room, and then opened the windows to ventilate the room—all in one smooth motion.

　When Dark and Devimon re-entered, the entire room had been completely renovated and finally had a bit of a "cozy home" feel to it.

　"Hey."

　Dak sighed, placed the "Morning Dew" with the Christmas card on the bedside table, glanced at Lily one last time, and reluctantly left the room.

　slip away.

　"There's only one left, Professor Sylph..."

　Of all these professors, Professor Sylph is arguably the most difficult to approach.

　She always had a tense expression and was used to using a "mute card," making her seem "difficult to communicate with."

　Dak and she had a rather ordinary relationship, so he didn't initially plan to give her a Christmas present.

　To be honest, it can be a little awkward to suddenly visit a teacher you're not very familiar with.

　However, having accepted the task worth 3000 credits, Dark still maintained a certain level of professional ethics.

　He glanced at the remaining bottle of green wine in his hand, considering the relationship between Simmons and Professor Sylph, and wondered if giving away this bottle would incur the curse of the wind spirits...

　But before he could finish thinking about it, Professor Sylph's dormitory door opened automatically.

　A slightly languid voice came from inside: "Standing outside without knocking? Did you do something wrong and want to turn yourself in but are too scared, Dimon?"

　Uh……

　Is Professor Sylph the kind of person who would say such things?

　Dak suddenly realized that after a semester, he had no real understanding of this professor whatsoever.

　Is it because she always uses a rigid and meticulous attitude to cover herself up?

　"professor."