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

　He knocked on the door, then turned the handle and pushed it open.

　Sister Kallian turned and glanced at them, about to speak.

　As Dark watched her prepare a new potion, he smiled and nudged the hospital bed.

　Diana sat upright beside the hospital bed, half of it exposed outside the screen.

　Sister Kallian understood and said, "Don't disturb the patient."

　But they didn't kick people out.

　Dak and Rose then quietly went inside.

　Diana had already turned her head and seen them. Although she looked surprised, she still put her index finger to her lips, signaling them to be quiet.

　Dak nodded and went to the bedside, where he saw Eudora quietly opening her eyes.

　Despite the effects of the [Constant Temperature Potion], Eudora's face did not blush.

　But her hand, which was gripping the edge of the blanket, suddenly tightened.

　Seeing that she was in relatively good condition, Dak breathed a sigh of relief.

　But then he didn't know what to say.

　If this were a female-centric, domineering CEO story, it might involve poking Eudora's forehead and coldly saying, "Don't do that again."

　Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

　My first Valentine's Day morning in my college years.

　The four first-year students spent their time in the infirmary.

　The snowflakes continued to fall outside the window.

　The world was pure white.

　Dark quickly learned the whole story from Diana and couldn't help but want to drag Eudora out of bed and give her a good scolding.

　But since patients come first, what he said instead was: "Your chocolate tastes very good."

　Eudora suddenly became shy.

　Diana accidentally raised her voice: "Hey, what about mine?"

　Dak rolled his eyes: "I haven't tried it yet."

　Rose was secretly laughing to herself.

　Around 6 o'clock, Sister Carlian had already prepared two more potions.

　Yudora drank the two vials of medicine on the spot, and her limbs gradually regained strength, allowing her to get out of bed.

　As the only boy present, Dark was reprimanded by Sister Kallian, but the reprimands were actually directed at Eudora.

　I heard it.

　Afterwards, Sister Kallian instructed Eudora to come again at noon and in the evening, and then let the four of them go.

　Yudora has just recovered from a serious illness and should not be exposed to cold.

　This dashed Diana's hopes of taking the opportunity to go outside and play in the snow.

　She pulled Rose aside and whispered to her, complaining about the failure of her plan.

　Rose's eyes darted away slightly, and she responded only half-heartedly.

　Dak walked in front.

　Yudora followed behind him with her head down, like a little woman.

　Anyone can see that.

　Dak refrained from lecturing him.

　Eudora, on the other hand, was secretly pleased.

　Although both Plan A and Plan B failed.

　But she suddenly felt that the current outcome wasn't so bad.

　In short, he showed absolutely no remorse.

　The four crossed the snow-covered bridge and finally returned to the tower of the House of Nobles.

　Dark pushed open the door, letting the three girls enter one by one, before quietly thanking the feathered serpent golem and turning to enter the tower.

　As the tower doors closed automatically, the feathered serpent golem quietly opened its eyes, then slowly closed them again.

　Snowflakes fell on it and slowly accumulated.

　The automatically lit fireplace slightly raised the temperature in the common room.

　But the four of them did not stay there for long and soon continued up to the second floor of the tower.

　Dark took Eudora back to her dormitory, then pushed the reluctant Diana back to her own dormitory, finally said goodbye to Rose, and returned to room 201.

　Standing at the door of Room 201, Dark Dimon had a hint of fatigue on his forehead.

　Mainly because I'm tired.

　It was a perfect time for a stroll in the snow.

　How could it have turned out like this?

　"Wait a minute, is it too late to go for a walk now?"

　He opened the door and went into his dormitory.

　The warmth that enveloped him softened his expression considerably.

　The dormitory was quiet; the magical elves seemed to still be fast asleep.

　After changing into indoor shoes, Dak couldn't help but slow down his pace.

　Eudora had only taken a bite of her chocolate, while Diana's chocolate hadn't even been opened yet.

　He then decided to take a closer look.

　Before he even reached the table, he was astonished to find it piled high with gift boxes of all sizes.

　Eudora and Diana's gift boxes were buried in a corner.

　The chocolate with the liqueur filling that I had taken a bite of seems to have disappeared as well.

　It feels like a private dorm room was raided by a thief named Red and White, who then left behind this pile of gifts.

　But that's obviously impossible.

　With a hint of doubt and speculation, Dak strode to the table, then abruptly turned to look at the large and small beds.

　It remained quiet, and the drums were thumping where they were supposed to.

　Dak immediately turned around and counted the gift boxes.

　Aside from Eudora and Diana's gift boxes, there are exactly ten in total.

　There is no "meow".

　It was an overly obvious surprise, yet it still made people smile.

　The slight fatigue from the troubles that came with early in the morning vanished instantly.

　Dark sat down properly, preparing to unpack the gift boxes one by one.

　He first selected one of the gift boxes with a strip of paper inserted in the seam of the ribbon.

　The gift box, which was originally placed on his bedside table but was later taken away and hidden, had a light purple outer packaging.

　It's a color that makes it easy to guess who its owner is.

　Instead of opening the gift box immediately, Dak first pulled out the note and examined it carefully.

　The strip of paper was folded a few times and could be easily unfolded.

　After smoothing it out, you can see a simple sentence pieced together with crooked characters on the paper.

　There are no grammatical errors.

　Dak's smile grew wider before he noticed the contents of the note.

　【Mommy, I love you!】

　Wait, did Ditto get something wrong?

　This is Valentine's Day, not Mother's Day!

　Although both are holidays for expressing love...

Chapter 305 Valentine's Day, Chocolate, and Magical Spirits (4k)

　Even though Dark thought Ditto must have gotten the festival wrong, the blessing from the magical spirit kept his expression melting.

　When he was crafting magical spirits, he never imagined he would receive their blessings.

　What's more, it was such a carefully prepared surprise.

　He didn't even need to open the gift box; just looking at the slip of paper in his hand that showed Ditto's learning achievements was enough to excite him for half a day.

　This feeling was something that Alvitt, far away in the capital, had actually experienced more than a month earlier at Christmas.

　The letters Dak sent her and the Crimson Star medal made her secretly wipe away tears in her room.

　Parents are always most gratified by their children's growth.

　Dak took out a brand new notebook, straightened the paper strip again, and tucked it between the pages of the notebook.

　"I'll keep this as a treasure."

　After closing the notebook, he began to unpack the light purple gift box.

　He didn't have high expectations for the gifts inside the box.

　What gifts can the Guide Spirits, who can't go out, prepare?

　However, even a small thing is enough to make him happy.

　"No, we need to control it a bit."

　Dak quickly pressed his chest to calm himself down.

　Only then did he finally open the gift box.

　Unlike Eudora's gift, which had tiered shelves, Ditto's gift box was simply piled high with chocolates.

　The chocolates are shaped like hearts of varying sizes, flat like cookies, with obvious signs of being handmade, and the edges are not smooth, with some parts even being incomplete.

　However, the more this is the case, the more one can feel the hardship hidden behind it.

　How did the magical spirits, who can't easily leave their dormitories, prepare these materials?

　After gathering enough materials, how did you successfully make handmade chocolates?

　And this was all done without his knowledge!

　Dak carefully picked up one of the chocolates and, with a martyr's mentality, took a bite!

　Instantly, a distinctive bitter taste of chocolate spread as the chocolate melted.

　But just as he was about to frown, he tasted a hint of sweetness in it.

　This hint of sweetness, mingled with the intense bitterness, is like a spring of cool water found in the desert, refreshing the mind.

　Limited magnification.

　Dak was quite surprised.

　The dark chocolate surprisingly suited his taste.

　He subconsciously took a few more bites, and finally put the rest into his mouth, chewing it carefully, savoring the aftertaste.

　"Busy, busy—"

　The Ditto, with its two tiny beady eyes, couldn't help but wriggle its body as it poked its head out from under the covers.

　Every detail of Dak opening the gift caught its eye, making it incredibly excited.