It was the first time for Mouton to feel so uncomfortable eating, the most important thing was that Louise's personality was very hot, especially with enemies like Truuk here, which made Mouton even more uncomfortable between the two. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the meal, Mouton secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which was even more uncomfortable than a big battle with angels and the like.

"That Louise...... If there's nothing going on, why don't we go back to the academy? ”

"Let's go." Louise glanced at Truuk, who was sitting at the table, and was pulled by Mouton and quickly left.

Looking at the distant figures of the two, the corners of Truuk's mouth were always filled with a lingering smile.

……

In the Torristeen Academy of Magic, in Louise's dormitory, Mouton's face became ugly when he saw the leather whip in Louise's hand.

"Shall we talk properly?"

"Speak well......," Louise exclaimed, waving the whip in her hand, "why didn't you push Churuk away when she was holding your arm and rubbing her earlier, is it because of her big breasts?" ”

"How, how is it possible." Mouton wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly said, "Even if I push it away, it's useless, and it's ......"

"Smack!"

The whip swung in, and Mouton instantly opened the distance between him and Louise, and the whip hit the ground in the air, and the crisp sound made Mouton's face sink.

"Louise, you think I don't dare to lecture you, do you?" Mouton stepped under his feet, appeared in front of Louise with magic power, snatched the leather whip from Louise's hand, Mouton kneaded Louise's face, and said softly: "When teaching a person, you must know a truth, that is, whether the other party is stronger than you." ”

"You...... You. Louise was about to lift her feet towards Mouton, but she didn't know that her legs were caught between them.

The two of them fell to the ground together, their cheeks so close together that Mouton could even see the visible flush on Louise's face.

"You, what are you going to do to me......" Louise's delicate body trembled, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and such a pitiful appearance made Mouton feel guilty all of a sudden.

"Don't pretend like this, I'm not going to be fooled."

"You stupid dog, I will, I will, I will not let you go." Hearing Mouton say such words, Louise kept struggling, but no matter how much she struggled, it was useless.

At this moment, the door of Louise's room was pushed open, and Truuk, who was about to speak, saw Mouton and Louise hugging each other and falling to the ground so intimately, and after being stunned for a moment, he immediately pursed his lips and laughed.

"Giggles, I thought you two were in such a hurry to come back and do something, don't worry, I won't go around talking nonsense, Louise, you are really, a stupid dog, a demon, and you have such a close relationship with your own demon." Truuk spread his hands, blinked his eyes, and smiled as he closed the door and left.

Louise's face was dripping red, and with Churuk's words earlier, Mouton suddenly let go of Louise.

Feeling Mouton let go of herself, Louise sat up, and after two seconds of silence, her right hand quietly leaned behind her, clutching the whip tightly, and Louise screamed in an instant: "You stupid dog, I will destroy you humanely!! ”

……

A few days after arriving at Torlistine School of Magic, Mouton and Louise were chatting in the room that afternoon, as for the content of the conversation......

"Louise, what did you say? What kind of tasting do you want me to go to and show everyone what I can do? Mouton simply waved his hand and said: "I can't agree to this request, although I am a demon summoned by you, but you have to pay attention to one thing, that is, to respect my feelings." ”

"But the tasting is for all second-year students...... What am I going to do if you don't go......" Louise lowered her head, a little headache.

"Is it mandatory for every student to participate?"

"Yes, you have to attend." Louise emphasized that she wanted Mouton to realize the importance of this tasting meeting.

"You should help me this time...... This time, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of everyone...... This has been the case many times. Louise's soft voice and slightly sad eyes silenced Mouton, who wanted to continue refusing.

"Alright then, I said yes this time." Mouton sighed and nodded in agreement.

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"Thank you, thank you......" Louise's subtle voice made Mouton pause, and then shook his head and laughed: "No thanks, don't you still have classes, hurry up, I'll go to the cafeteria, it seems that they are researching something new, and they want me to go over and take a look." ”

"Then I'll go to class first, don't make trouble, and." Louise stopped, turned her head and looked at Mouton solemnly: "It must be, it must stay away from that Turuk!" ”

……

In the cafeteria of the Academy of Magic, Mouton was surprised not to see the maid Shesta who he knew in the Academy of Magic today, this girl's personality is very gentle and considerate, and in addition to being very kind to people, Mouton unexpectedly became friends with Shesta.

"Why didn't Shesta come here today?"

Mouton asked the chef of the Academy of Magic standing in front of him as he tasted his food.

"Shesta, didn't she tell you? Shesta had already resigned, saying that he was going to work in a nobleman's house, and the nobleman's order was simply not refused. After the chef finished speaking, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't mention this, Mr. Mouton, how does this pastry I made taste like?" ”

"The sweetness is a little lighter, and the heat is enough."

"Well, thanks for the suggestion."

"It's okay, then I'll go out first."

Mouton walked out of the cafeteria, and finally what Shesta meant by what she said to herself that night, it turned out that she also wanted to rebel against the nobles...... It's just that if you don't have enough strength, I'm afraid it's just powerless......

"If you want to know about this situation, you can only go to the office of the dean of the Academy of Magic...... Whoever is taken from the Torlistine Academy of Magic must be approved by the dean. Mouton's eyes flickered, looking at the tall building, and when he stepped on it, the figure had disappeared.

The dean of Torlistine Academy was an old man with a long white beard, whose name was Osman.

Mouton easily bypassed the attention of the teachers and made his way to the door of the dean's office, Osman.

Stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door, Osman, who was smoking, hurriedly extinguished the pipe in his hand and said softly: "Come in." ”