I Opened a Restaurant in Honkai

To hear clearly, Zhao Bai leaned extremely close to her, catching a faint, pleasant scent of hair.

The girl's soft form was hidden within her school uniform.

Zhao Bai suddenly felt his thoughts wander.

Bronya observed silently and suddenly noticed Walter and the blue-haired girl doing something astonishing.

Einstein slid her finger across her lips, displaying an indescribable allure. She took a blueberry lollipop out of her mouth, and Walter, still surprised, was suddenly completely enveloped by the unexpected sweetness.

Einstein had actually put her half-eaten lollipop into his mouth!

"Don't talk, just hold it."

"Huh?"

What was Einstein thinking with that ambiguous statement?

Walter had no idea; for many days recently, both scientists had been acting very strangely.

Had they taken the wrong medicine?

Compared to the excitement of the scene, Bronya's mood suddenly plummeted to the depths.

She felt extremely disappointed.

After going to great lengths to avoid the mechanical guards and specifically choosing the quiet of the deep night for their rendezvous, she had thought it was some kind of spy operation.

But it turned out to be a date.

That's it??

As the truth was revealed, everything suddenly became uninteresting.

The young man and woman, covered by a camouflage cloth, slowly retreated from the fray, leaving the stage to the other two. They returned home, understanding each other without a word.

Waiting for Bronya were Mei's concern, Kiana's teasing, and a strange look of a child finally growing up.

Waiting for Zhao Bai was an apology.

Theresa's apology.

Opening the door, Theresa was sitting on the sofa. She wasn't playing games or sleeping but was fidgeting restlessly on the sofa, like a supple worm.

When apologizing, one should show... what was it again?

Theresa sat on the sofa. Based on the various intelligence she had received in her office that day, she now believed that there were Titans in the school and deeply regretted yesterday's misunderstanding.

She had initiated this apology herself.

But as the deadline approached, Theresa suddenly regretted it. She was the Director, after all. What would happen to her authority if she did this?

Theresa still harbored the illusion that she possessed authority.

The reality was harsh.

She awkwardly began, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. It was my fault. I'm truly very sorry!"

"When apologizing, you should..."