The female student council president's face turned red as she was stared at by Jason's hot gaze.
Hentai!
Men are indeed big pig hooves!
Subconsciously, the female student council president thought.
However, soon, the female student council president discovered something was different.
Although Jason's gaze was very similar to the gazes she had seen before, none of them were as pure as Jason's gaze.
right!
It’s just simplicity!
That kind of pure hunger, not possession mixed with evil thoughts.
But……
This makes it even scarier!
It's really terrible!
What does he want to do?
He really wants to eat me?
The female student president unconsciously hugged the female pastry chef tightly, hoping that her friend could give her some support.
The female pastry chef, with her back to Jason and her chin resting on the shoulder of the female student council president, had a flash of anger in her eyes.
Through the touch on her shoulder, she could clearly feel that her friend took the opportunity to look at Jason.
Damn it!
What do you want to do?
really!
You are also a person who should be dealt with in advance!
Cowardly sister!
Do you really need me to solve everything?
Thinking of this, 'she' was ready to kill the female student president directly.
But, immediately, 'she' thought of Jason.
no!
It’s not time yet!
I can’t expose myself yet!
Thinking of this, the female pastry chef returned to normal again.
However, his body felt a little weak and even collapsed uncontrollably.
"Hey, Gichel, what's wrong with you?"
"Gichel?"
The female student council president noticed something was wrong immediately, let go of her friend and called her name.
"I, I'm fine."
"Just a little dizzy."
As the female pastry chef said this, her body staggered a little, and she was about to fall down the next moment.
The female student council president who was close at hand tried to help her, but suddenly there was a light touch in her hand.
She saw that the female pastry chef she was supporting a moment ago was already under Jason's arm.
"Where is the school doctor's office?"
Jason asked.
"Follow me."
The female student council president said.
Then, he ordered the arriving student union members: "Seal down the scene."
"Yes, President."
The prestige of the female student council president allows these student council members to immediately execute orders.
The school doctor's office of St. Mungo's College is at the end of the first floor of the new teaching building.
"This is the new school doctor's office."
"The original old school medical office is independent."
"But because of some bad rumors, it was stopped immediately."
In the school doctor's room, when Jason put the female pastry chef on the bed and covered her with a quilt, the female student council president beside her said.
Moreover, without Jason asking, the female student president, who wanted to avoid an awkward atmosphere, continued:
"Every school has something like being built on a cemetery and some incredible legend."
"St. Mungo's College has one too."
"In the old school doctor's office, there was a legend that there was a moving mannequin. It scared a lot of people at the time, so it was abandoned."
"And, the witch in the academy."
"This refers to Senior Sister Dadasi."
"Also, there is the legendary treasure house."
"This refers to the hut left by the vice-principal who first founded St. Mungo's College. Legend has it that there is a treasure inside."
The female student council president stood aside and told the story.
However, the sound became smaller and smaller.
Because, the female pastry chef fell asleep.
Also because Jason was staring at her.
There was...appetite in his eyes again.
A very simple appetite.
Anything simple should be beautiful.
But when pure appetite is staring at you, it is impossible to be happy no matter what.
The female student council president gritted her teeth.
"I think we need to talk."
After the female student council president finished speaking, she walked outside the school doctor's room.
Jason remained silent and followed.
He checked his surroundings and found it was safe.
However, even so, he did not close the door to the school infirmary, and just stood at the door of the school infirmary, able to see the female pastry chef and the position outside the window at a glance.
"Are you nervous Gichel?"
In order to ease the atmosphere, the female student council president chose a good entry point.
"Um."
"She cooks delicious food."
Jason nodded.
Is the cooking delicious?
The female student president was stunned for a moment, then she chuckled and asked, "If I start learning to cook now, is it still too late?"
The female pastry chef lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, was breathing heavily, just like a sleeping person, but her hands hidden under the quilt were tightly held.
Kill you!
Kill you!
Kill you!
A roar sounded in the heart of the female pastry chef.
But only in my heart.
On the surface, everything is calm.
"It's too late."
"I'm a picky eater."
After learning from Gillick's mistakes, Jason gained considerable self-awareness.
He will try his best to understand the other party's cooking skills before choosing food.
A person who is new to cooking wants to use him as a free test subject?
Doesn't exist.
Jason's straightforward answer immediately made the female pastry chef lying on the bed curl up her lips.
It's great to have Jason.
Cowardly sister, you are not worthless.
At least I met Jason in the park.
'She' thought silently.
The female student council president smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Yeah, it's too late."
"It's as if when I was born, there was only an empty shell left in the Prussia family."
"The so-called Grand Duke's family only has one flag left."
"The rest?"
"It's like a group of vulture-like relatives and enemies."
"What can I do?"
"As the sole heir of the Grand Duke of Prussia, I can only hide here and hear the news of my father's death on the battlefield and the establishment of Xinde City."
"I've been hiding."
"It's been like this since I was born."
"Now!"
"I won't hide anymore!"
"I have to face my fate!"
"No matter...what kind of fate it is!"
With that said, the female student council president took a step forward and walked up to Jason, holding her head high and looking ready to be killed.
Jason frowned.
He looked at the female student council president inexplicably.
Prussia family?
What does it have to do with him!
He just wanted to ask where the 'food' smell on the other person came from.
It's not the prop that blocked the bullet!
Although Jason could not confirm whether the opponent just performed a secret technique or used some kind of prop, at that time, Jason was certain that there was no 'food' smell.
But when he caught up with the gunman and the gunman came after him, the faint smell of 'food' appeared on his body again.
What he cares about is where the 'food' is.
As for the other party?
Jason didn't care.
Therefore, Jason asked calmly.
"Did you misunderstand something?"
"I'm not interested in who you are."
"I don't care about your fate either."
"I just want to know where you went and what you came into contact with just now?"
Jason asked.
However, just such a question caused the face of the female student council president, who had just looked ready to be killed, to change drastically.
She took a step back slightly, and the dagger hidden in her sleeve fell directly into her hand without covering it up again.
She looked at Jason with uncertain eyes and asked in a deep voice:
