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　“When asked about his future, Yudak paused for a moment and then wrote: ‘Having achieved academic success, the future is promising.’”

　Writing something like this on a White Day return gift is really inappropriate!

　After writing Eudora's card, Dak picked out Diana's card and casually drew a picture of a drooling bear eating chocolate, then wrote "Delicious!" in the word bubble.

　As he finished writing, Dak looked at the lifelike, greedy little bear and couldn't help but chuckle.

　Diana is such a joy!

　Then he picked out Rose's card and took out his pen.

　But this time, he never put pen to paper.

　Later, just like with Diana, he drew a little rabbit lying on a crescent moon on the card.

　But after finishing the drawing of the little rabbit, he always felt that something was missing.

　After thinking for a long time, I drew a little bear next to the little rabbit.

　Later, they simply added another cat on the other side.

　In this way, the entire composition is finally complete.

　It was as if it was always meant to be this way.

　Rose always felt that Dark and Diana's presence added color to her otherwise drab college life.

　But for Dark, weren't Rose and Diana also enhancing his image?

　Without their initiative to get closer, - starting school under immense pressure, she would have been forced to stay away from social interaction as a matter of principle.

　Dark might gradually become withdrawn and head towards a completely different future.

　A person's psychological state is greatly influenced by the environment.

　Every friend I've made on my journey of growth is precious.

　Dak inserted the drawn card

　It was placed inside the chocolate gift box, and the last card was brought to my face.

　Even though the demand for [major sins] has reached a point where it cannot meet the supply.

　But his situation hasn't actually changed much at this moment.

　To put it in more poetic terms...

　There is still one foot in the abyss.

　Finally, Dak casually wrote down a sentence: "Get more rest."

　Tuesday.

　On the day less than 24 hours before White Day, the atmosphere in the classroom seemed to have suddenly changed.

　The distance between boys and girls has inexplicably grown further.

　Dak hadn't paid much attention at first, but when he was packing his bag after school in the afternoon, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't talked to Di all day.

　Anna said the first half of a sentence.

　This is even more shocking than the sky falling down!

　In that moment of distraction, Dark saw Diana and Rose hand in hand, hurriedly slipping out of the classroom.

　"Goodness, this 'burying one's head in the sand' trick is quite effective."

　Dak smiled somewhat helplessly, and then went to the library as usual.

　Today's three classes are: Duel, Arithmetic, and History of Magic.

　There isn't much homework for Duel Class.

　No homework is required for arithmetic class.

　Ironically, the History of Magic, which seems to be the least likely to have assignments, always assigns tasks that require a lot of time to research.

　But the process of researching information is also a learning process.

　Dark arrived at the library and stood before Ms. Bella.

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　After registering, I was able to access the information.

　By the time I finished my homework and came out, it was already dinnertime.

　The librarian behind the counter has been replaced by Senior Sister Pandora.

　Pandora was playing with the chubby chinchilla when she saw Dark and looked up, saying, "So early today."

　Then he left.

　Dak nodded and said, "I just finished a busy period and I'm planning to go back and read some of the books that I had temporarily put aside."

　Pandora joked, "Every time I see you, you seem busier than me."

　Dark shrugged: "I always rest where no one can see me."

　Pandora gently pulled the toad grass's cheek, stretching it out before releasing it, and laughed, "Shouldn't you be working hard where no one can see you?"

　Dark laughed and said, "What does it matter?"

　Pandora: "True."

　After registering, Dak resisted the urge to pinch the soft cheeks of the Totoro Grass and waved, saying, "Then, senior, I'll head back now."

　Pandora then raised her hand and waved, saying, "Goodbye."

　But after Dak had taken only two steps, she called out again, "Hey, don't forget my chocolate!"

　After having dinner in the cafeteria, Dak returned to his dormitory.

　As mentioned before, he plans to pick up some things that have been temporarily put aside again, especially the research on the [zoo].

　The subject of study is incredibly vast, and his gains in researching zoos are...

　It is gradually transcending the zoo itself.

　Perhaps it was because he hadn't been exposed to it for a long time, but when he saw the same content again, he suddenly felt something that should have...

　The awkwardness is gone.

　Then, questions that had never arisen before suddenly emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

　This phenomenon not only did not scare him away, but surprised him instead.

　He became more focused and began to tackle the problems one by one.

　Gradually becoming fascinated—

　Until the clock struck midnight.

　Dak suddenly came to his senses.

　He observed the increased greed in him, a thirst for knowledge he had cultivated over the past six months.

　I felt a slight sense of joy.

　In this process of reviewing the old and learning the new, he found that his understanding of the "Zoo" alchemy had taken a big step forward.

　"Perhaps before the end of this semester, I will be able to learn how to create the [Zoo] on my own!"

　The fruits of hard work are always sweeter than those that are simply taken.

　After a slight sigh, Dak looked up at the wall clock and realized that the time had already crossed from the 13th to the 14th.

　So, as planned, he picked up three of the five chocolate-filled liqueurs from the table, intending to place them on the three women late at night.

　In front of the child's door.

　This was both an imitation of Diana and Eudora, and also to avoid the awkwardness of giving chocolates back in the classroom.

　After all, his return gift was just a "return gift" and didn't have much other meaning.

　But as he picked up the chocolate and cracked the door open, he suddenly noticed a voice in the hallway late at night saying, "No way."

　Peeking out surreptitiously, Dark discovered that quite a few others shared the same idea.

　"Never mind, let's wait until daytime."

　Am I the kind of person who sneaks around?

　"of course not!

　Dark straightened his collar, preparing to change into pajamas, and glared at the peeping magical elves.

　Only after the magical spirits retreated back into their blankets did he wash up, get into bed, and fall asleep fully clothed.

　Three o'clock in the morning.

　Dark cautiously opened his eyes, carefully pulled his arm out from under Sylveon's belly, and slipped out...

　The bed.

　He certainly wasn't trying to deliver those three chocolate-covered liqueurs to the three girls' doors again.

　Rather, it was to deliver the ten portions of milk belonging to the magical spirits.

　Chocolate was secretly placed on their bedside table.

　Chocolates as a thank you gift for White Day should have been a pleasant surprise.

　But he made the chocolate with the magical elves, which meant he stole the surprise.

　I secretly placed chocolates by their bedside at three in the morning, just to make up for it a little.

　I simply hope that they will feel more joy when they wake up.

　After finishing all these things, Dak finally went back to bed.

　Even after leaving the warm bed for a short while, the warmth hadn't faded.

　Dak burrowed inside and sighed, “This White Day is just like Christmas. The morning of March 14th isn’t much different.”

　The sun rises as usual, and the spring breeze remains chilly.

　When you crawl out of bed, the cold air that rushes in makes you want to stay in bed even more.

　After Dark woke up, he blinked and suddenly noticed that Sylveon and Gatos were no longer there.

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　He sat up with a puzzled look in his eyes and turned to look at the row of small beds against the wall.

　On the bed belonging to Sylveon and Gatomon, the blankets were bulging, and the two magical Pokémon had somehow crawled back inside.

　When Dark made a sound as he got up, the magical spirits gradually opened their eyes as well.

　Those hazy, sleepy eyes, those soft whimpers like someone just waking up, and the rhythmic sound of blankets being pulled back.

　Then, within seconds, each of the magical sprites exclaimed with delight upon seeing the chocolate by the bedside.

　A cry!

　Suddenly, there were meows, mooings, busy sounds, and smacking sounds.

　The entire bedroom was then filled with that chaotic, unified sound.

　Dark-faced, staring blankly at the poorly acted scene.

　Then he got out of bed, washed up, changed his clothes, packed his books, clipped his cardholder, took the chocolate, and went out the door.

　It was unusual for him not to eat breakfast in his dorm room.

　The Meow Meow and Leomon, whom he overlooked, were squatting in the Magic Cards, gazing at the sky.

　"Click."

　The moment the door lock clicked, the dormitory fell silent.

　It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

　The magical elves looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and worry.

　After a long pause, Digimon muttered, "Did we mess this up?"