Dragon and Dessert House

Yawen didn't quite understand: "Society?"

"That's right, club activities are also a part of college life." Migne smiled brightly, letting Hill understand his intentions, "It doesn't matter if you are weak, as long as you don't participate in sports clubs. By the way, I joined The swordsmanship club, the goal is to become a royal knight."

Yawen's eyes were full of envy.

Minnie winked at Hill, and Hill immediately understood what Minnie meant, and said, "Yawen, do you want to visit the cooking department?"

"Visit...experience?"

Hill nodded.Right in front of him is a good person who is suitable to lure him into the club. If all goes well, the cooking department will welcome its first member soon.

"Come and try." Hill tried his best to get closer to Yawen, "What do you like to eat?"

Yawen thought about it carefully, and said, "Is everything okay?"

"Of course." Minnie smiled triumphantly, and said, "Hill's cooking is delicious."

"Then I want to eat salad."

"Salad?" Hill was a little surprised. He thought that Yawen would ask for more high-end food with picky materials and unique tastes.However, things were not as simple as Hill thought, and Yawen continued: "Salad mixed with pumpkin."

Migne: "This is the first time I've heard of a salad made with pumpkin."

"I ate it once before, a salad mixed with roasted pumpkin, paired with a juicy and tender burger, and the dipping sauce was made of garlic yogurt." Yawen couldn't help becoming more excited just recalling the scene of the food.

Roasted squash...yogurt for dipping.

It was the first time Hill heard of such a recipe.He didn't think that Yawen would lie, maybe there really was a chef who could cook such novel and unique dishes.

"Student Hill?" Seeing Hill staring at the air in a daze, Yawen worried whether it would be too impolite to make such a request to someone he just met.

"It's okay." Hill suddenly raised his head and complied with Yawen's request.

There was a hint of rosiness on Yawen's pale face.For some reason, there is a bit of elegance and calmness in the handsome and timeless youth.Hill seemed to see Fafna's shadow from Yawen's side face for a moment.

However, the shadow was fleeting, and even made Hill feel a little confused.

Mr. Fafnir, is it near here?

Hill looked around blankly, causing Minie to be confused, and whispered in his ear, "What's wrong?"

Hill shook his head, [nothing]

"Master, Master Yawen!" A voice came from outside the old school building, Yawen immediately stood up, and shouted to the gate of the old school building: "I am here..."

"Great, the person looking for you is here." Minnie hurried forward and pushed open the door of the old school building.Yawen quickly thanked Minnie, "Thank you, next time..." Yawen turned to Hill and said, "Cooking, I'm looking forward to it."

After bidding farewell to Yawen, Minnie turned around and saw Hill recording something in his notebook.

"You're really active today." Migne stepped forward, seeing Hill writing vigorously, feeling very relieved, "It's the first time I've seen you chat so happily with someone you just met."

"?" Hill turned to look at Minnie in surprise.

"Didn't you notice it yourself?" Minie was a little unbelievable, "Obviously when talking to me, I always write with pen."

When Minnie said that, Hill's hand holding the quill slightly trembled.When talking to Yawen, Hill always felt that he could make his voice smoothly, without any sense of distance at all.

[probably because it is very kind]

Hill wrote.

"Aren't I kind?!" Migne pretended to be dissatisfied and began to complain.

[Migne, you are annoying] Hill held up the unfinished recipe in his hand, silently protesting against Migne.

"So...you just don't want to talk to me?"

[Because you will chatter excitedly when you speak]

"How can this be, it's not fair!" Minnie threw herself on the sofa and started to make a fuss, "We are brothers, you should take care of me first!"

[too loud]

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The frail and sickly young man walked on the school road as light as a swallow, always attracting the attention of many students.

"Master, Master Yawen, are you in good health?"

"It's fine for now." Yawen turned his head and smiled calmly at the old servant, "Where's my luggage?"

"Already moved to the dormitory!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

"No, this is just fulfilling a servant's duty." The old servant thanked the compliment modestly, and was grateful to the young master for his generosity from the bottom of his heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is a young master who has just recovered from a serious illness and returns to school. The loyal old servant is hesitant, and his perfect loyalty has been recognized by the young master and praised.However, this gentle praise is full of overwhelming arrogance, calmness, and undeniable arrogance between the lines. Even a sick and weak noble boy should also show the noble temperament upheld.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Yawen waited for a while without seeing any movement, but when he looked back, the old servant was still standing still, so he called out a reminder.

"I'm very sorry." The old servant walked behind Yawen with a gratified smile on his face.

Arriving at the arranged dormitory, Yawen dismissed the redundant servants, leaving only the old servants by his side.

The melodious birdsong outside the window made the dormitory quiet and cozy.

Yawen crossed his legs, sitting gracefully on the laid silk quilt, his behavior was totally different from that of a youth in his prime.He took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes.

When there was no one around, the faint light covering his body faded quietly.The frail young man with a pale snowy face instantly turned into a handsome man in a black tuxedo.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and the slender, non-human pupil in the center of the black pupil gradually hid its edge.With a sweep of his gaze, the old servant disappeared like smoke.

This man was none other than Fafnir himself.

This method of turning into a student to get close to Hill can not only communicate with Hill intimately, but also not delay Hill's normal study and life, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Because "Master Yawen" is weak and sick, Fife can pretend to be sick on weekdays and avoid going to class.

After the play was over, Fife got up and tidied up his clothes, then used magic to return to the Sleeping Book.

The incarnation of Neil had just crawled out of the sleep book when he found Hill worrying about the notebook.Neil stretched his neck and leaned over, his two mung bean-sized eyes stared at Hill for a while, but Hill didn't notice.

"Chirp." Neil called out sweetly, startling Hill: Neil, why are you here suddenly?Are you hungry?

"Chirp." Not hungry.

Neil felt that he was treated by Hill as a pet to beg for food.

You don't need that biscuit.Hill feigned regret and pushed back the drawer he had just opened.

"Chirp!" Bring it!

Neil grabbed Hill's arm vigilantly.The cranberry biscuits baked by Hill are addictive, neither sweet nor greasy, and Neil never gets tired of eating them.

for you.Hill put the biscuits on the table, saw Neil stretching out his paw excitedly, and smiled from ear to ear: "Wait a minute, I'll make you a pot of tea."

"Chirp." Good.

Saying so, as soon as Hill turned around, Neil stuffed the whole biscuit into his mouth.Crispy, crispy, and chewy.

Hill went downstairs to make a pot of black tea, and just brought it into the room, he found that Neil had already eaten more than half of the biscuits.Can't help but pat the dragon's head annoyed, thinking: Greedy dragon, can't you wait?

"Chirp." He didn't finish eating.

With biscuit foam on the corner of his mouth, he shamelessly pushed the half-empty box in front of Hill.

Really, are you still a baby?Hill didn't get angry seriously. After making tea, he lay down on the table and looked at Neil. When his hands were itchy, he even poked his belly with his fingers.

"Chirp." Not a baby.Neil picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, and took a sip of the black tea.

It is soft and does not burn the mouth, but at the same time does not lose the temperature of the tea fragrance; the sweetness of sugar covers the discordant bitterness, and the soaked lemon dispels the sweetness, leaving a light and delicate fragrance.

"Chirp?" This smell...?

The smell was very familiar, and Neil looked at Hill suspiciously.