When Fang Zheng arrived at the dining hall, he saw that all the students were already there. But instead of eating, nearly everyone sat at their seats, staring dumbfounded at one corner of the hall—where white plates had piled up into a mountain and were rising at a visibly rapid rate. On the opposite side, the food that had likewise been stacked high enough to feed the entire school was rapidly dwindling before their eyes.
The culprit behind all this was the poised, elegant red-haired nun seated at the table.
"Uh... what's going on?"
Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eye twitched. He then looked at Towa beside him, who explained helplessly.
"It's like this. According to the chefs, Lis came to the dining hall earlier and asked whether there was breakfast. Naturally, we said there was..."
To ensure a constant supply of meals, Fang Zheng's dining hall operated much like a five-star hotel buffet. From breakfast until dinner ended, there was always food available, with only brief intervals in between for staff rotations and preparation of the next meal. After all, Fang Zheng wanted his students to eat and drink well. He couldn't possibly let them suffer in that regard, could he?
"And then?"
"Then Lis wiped out all the breakfast that had been prepared. By the time she finished breakfast, lunch had already been made, and then... it turned into this."
"...Didn't she just eat breakfast?"
"Uh... according to Lis, she was full from breakfast, but she hadn't eaten lunch yet..."
"..."
Was she a cow or something? Did she have three stomachs, each digesting one of the day's meals?
Fang Zheng silently looked toward Rufina, who gave him an embarrassed smile.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang Zheng. My little sister is wonderful in every way, except she gets hungry easily...