Zhao Bai flipped through many pages before finding a blank spot and recording the principal's latest debt. The little notebook was covered in countless lines of writing, detailing Theresa's crimes. Bronya floated up curiously and glanced at Zhao Bai's little ledger.
"That's a bit too petty."
She criticized him.
Theresa also stood upon hearing this, but instead of coming over to look, she carefully sniffed the air, then revealed a puzzled expression.
"Chicken intestines? Where are there chicken intestines?"
Chicken intestines were not tasty. Compared to those, Theresa preferred duck intestines.
Theresa was met with an indescribable silence. Though it felt a little like bullying a fool, Zhao Bai, driven by utilitarian motives, still recorded this crime and carefully tucked the notebook into his clothes.
"Actually... I never planned to collect those debts."
Zhao Bai said softly, "It's just a habit. Looking at these things makes me feel like I really exist."
For some reason, the topic suddenly turned artistic. Amid the hazy, bustling warmth of everyday life, there was a brief moment of silence. It was precisely this tranquility that touched people most deeply.
Could you bear to break this peace?
After finishing the meal, Zhao Bai looked at her solemnly. Sensing trouble, Theresa tried to slip away, but Zhao Bai caught her red-handed. Even the immense strength of a Honkai Beast was unable to resist his grasp. She struggled slightly, seemingly helpless, but was actually weighing the pros and cons in her heart, working through a simple calculation.
If I break free and run away, does that mean I won't get any food in the future?
That was a problem.
Zhao Bai did not use much force. If Theresa truly wanted to run, he could not stop her. This was more like a test: which mattered more,