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

　But his thoughts had already drifted far away.

　Robert asked, "So, have you decided how to send it? Should we have someone deliver it for us, leave it discreetly at the library reception, or deliver it ourselves?"

　Witt snapped out of his daze and said firmly, "Deliver it in person! I am the son of a hero!"

　After half an hour.

　Witt and Robert appeared at the library entrance.

　As he approached the door, Witt became nervous.

　He hesitated for a while, and only after no one was at the door did he grit his teeth and walk into the library.

　Pandora is reading a book at the front desk.

　She and Ms. Bella had arranged to switch shifts around 3 p.m.

　There is still half an hour until 3 o'clock.

　Since she started working at noon, she has been receiving gifts non-stop, and they have piled up into a small mountain under the counter.

　After experiencing the initial pain of the past few years, those boys who gave chocolates probably realized that confessing their feelings was pointless.

　So they just drop them off and leave.

　Some fan club members also sent large quantities of chocolates and flowers.

　Valentine's Day is roughly the same every year.

　And it gets more and more every year.

　In short, as long as it's not a direct confession, Pandora will accept it all.

　As for what to do after collecting it...

　Of course, it's not something to be eaten or shown off.

　Valentine's Day chocolates are a great ingredient for a secret ritual.

　Pandora looked up at the doorway; the two students—who were in their final year—had been standing there for several minutes.

　People loitering at the library entrance are a rather troublesome presence for the librarians responsible for registration.

　But she had a question she wanted to ask, so she held back.

　Finally, the black-haired boy entered the library.

　But if you only look at his expression, you might mistake him for going to the battlefield.

　"Please register."

　As he approached, Pandora casually pushed the registration form towards him.

　Witt's expression froze. He stared at the registration form for a long time before gritting his teeth and suddenly grabbing the chocolate gift box hidden behind his back.

　Then he shouted, "Senior, please accept my chocolate!"

　Pandora, unfazed, pointed to the table and said, "Just put it there."

　Witt turned his head and obediently placed the chocolates in the small pile of boxes.

　He was about to say something more when Pandora asked, "By the way, you and Dark Dimon are classmates, right? Do you know where he is now?"

Chapter 308 [Ten Updates, Seeking Monthly Tickets] Darkdemon's Domain (6k)

　Witt Gold envisioned many possibilities, some of which were rejected, others ignored.

　But the current situation is far beyond his expectations.

　He never expected that Pandora would ask such a question after so calmly accepting his chocolate.

　Shouldn't a girl who always reads books be gentle, reserved, and understanding?

　Why ask another boy's question after one boy has given him Valentine's Day chocolates?

　Is this behavior, which shows absolutely no emotional intelligence, really something she would do?

　And why didn't she feel anything when she was receiving the chocolates?

　Shy

　What a problem!

　"What kind of person is she exactly?"

　Witt felt a pang of disillusionment.

　It seemed that only now did he suddenly realize that Pandora was not the image of his mother that he had imagined.

　After a long pause, he lowered his head and said, "No, I didn't see Dark."

　Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and ran away without looking back!

　Don't you know?

　Pandora watched Witt's rapidly disappearing figure and couldn't help but sigh softly.

　Then she lowered her head and continued reading her book.

　To her, Victor was a complete stranger with whom she had no interaction other than registering at the library.

　There's no need to care about the thoughts of a complete stranger.

　She wasn't considered an insect simply because she had grown up with people's help.

　The sense of identification with humanity still slightly outweighed instinct.

　As for why he accepted the chocolate, it was simply because he needed it temporarily.

　Moreover, she received so many gifts that she gradually became numb to it.

　She was actually confused when she first received Valentine's Day chocolates.

　But that's all in the past.

　Unfortunately, they were unable to get information about Dak's whereabouts from the boy, so they would have to find him themselves.

　"What if it's in the snow? —" "Let's go for a walk in the snow after the handover."

　"If we can meet, it's fate."

　"If I don't meet him, then forget it."

　Pandora frowned at the thought of walking through a world of ice and snow.

　She hates snow.

　That's what Valentine's Day is like.

　Some are happy, some are sad.

　Although Witt Gold was not rejected, it seemed to be more painful than being rejected.

　He realized he was heartbroken, completely heartbroken!

　He had always thought that he could get to know someone gradually.

　When I talked to the senior students in the Department of Marine Biology, they all came to the same conclusion.

　Faith will move mountains to open.

　Start by giving her a gift the first time to get her to notice you.

　Then he would give it as a gift every year in hopes of bringing about change.

　When a boy is pursuing a girl, the most important thing is to be shameless.

　If you persist, you will eventually get a response.

　In short, the senior students in the Marine Biology Research Department helped him summarize various techniques.

　He also told himself to persevere.

　However, in fact, he broke down the moment he received the gift!

　Robert hid by the door and eavesdropped, thus witnessing the entire incident.

　As a boy who also had no romantic experience, all he could do was pat his best friend on the back and say things like, "It's okay," and "This will pass."

　He thought that Witt was only sad because he had been indirectly rejected.

　Robert even thought that being rejected might be a good thing.

　It's time for Witt to settle down.

　They are only in first grade and should focus more on their studies. Only by building a solid foundation can they have a better future.

　Besides, isn't Magic Chess a good game?

　"Why don't we go see the snow? This year is over, and who knows when we'll see such heavy snow again!"

　"Ah."

　In the snow near the lake.

　Dark had the magical spirits clear a space, and then began to unfold [Paradise].

　Although he had considered expanding the entire "Paradise", he ultimately did not do so.

　Bathed in the soft white light reflecting off the snow, the area of ​​[Paradise] expanded continuously, but only appeared in that open space.

　There were two round tables and a dozen stone stools.

　Rose and Diana already knew he had this field card, but they still found it amazing when they saw it now.

　Diana curiously patted the stone table, then sat down on the stone stool and placed her bags on the table.

　She brought just as many snacks as the magical elves.

　The magical elves glanced at her, then followed suit, placing their little backpacks on another stone table before eagerly taking out their snacks to eat.

　The feeling of being back in the embrace of Paradise invigorated them.

　"Whoosh—"

　Ball Ball the sea lion rubbed against Dak's calf and then pointed to the frozen lake.

　Dak patted its head and laughed, "Go ahead."

　The sea lion, Ball Ball, immediately crawled happily towards the lake and then began to glide across its surface.

　Although it is clumsy, its body structure means it doesn't have to worry about falling over. It just sometimes can't stop when it's gliding.

　The students skating on the lake suddenly noticed a small sea lion wearing a scarf joining them, and they couldn't resist playing with it.

　No one dislikes cute little animals.

　And in the snow by the lake.

　The giant milk tank used the "Make Round" ability and started rolling around in the snow.

　The little devilmon flew through the air, chasing after it.

　The Hawkman is trying to "snow dash".

　Ditto is frantically trying to protect the trash slime that was almost frozen into an ice cube.

　Poor Meow Meow was thrown into a swaddle made of scarf and could only look at the clouds in the sky with a sense of helplessness.

　"Eee-ee!"

　Little Eevee seized the opportunity to walk to Dark's side, rubbed its soft cheek against his leg, and then jumped up with a "biu".

　She climbed onto his lap, curled up in a ball, and squinted her eyes, enjoying her master's warmth.

　Sylveon secretly grinned at this side.

　But it had just made a mistake and didn't dare to act cute or charming, so it could only reluctantly build a snowman.

　Dark sat on the stone stool, gently stroking Eevee's fur, his eyes filled with warmth.

　Huhu climbed onto a rock, holding a paintbrush in its tentacles, attempting to depict this heartwarming scene with its brush.

　Come.

　However, its level is actually based on the period between kindergarten senior class and first grade of primary school, and it uses "abstract" techniques.