So there was a trick like that? As expected of you, Little Ai Mi!
"Okay—"
What else could Mo Yi say at this point? All he could do was agree.
"Then I won't see you off tomorrow."
After a long while, Cecilia lifted her head from Mo Yi's shoulder and stood up. Looking at him, she said, "If I can't help crying then, I won't be fit to remain the headmistress of St. Freya Academy."
P.S.: Little Huo Arc, Episode 8: Little Huo skillfully pulled over a chair and sat down, acting not at all like a guest. "Don't be so polite, Miss Little Huo, Miss Rita." "You're too kind, Mr. Mo Yi." Rita kept her smiling expression, but inwardly, she was panicking. "You don't need to worry, Mo Yi—" Theresa looked at Rita and teased, "Rita is an old friend of mine. She wouldn't feel uneasy or awkward over such a trivial matter." Rita: "..." Lady Theresa, we haven't met for some time, yet you're still this 'adorable.' Looks like I'll need to pamper you properly again... When they picked up their chopsticks again, Mo Yi had intended to serve Little Huo some food. From her appearance, she seemed like the quiet, introverted sort of girl. After all, that was a basic trait of a stoic beauty. As for that earlier forced hug, Mo Yi had selectively forgotten it. But before he could act, the first thing Little Huo did with her chopsticks was place a chicken wing into Mo Yi's bowl. She gave him a Rei Ayanami-style smile and said, "This is what you like." Mo Yi: "..." "Thank you—" But Black↑down↓sucks↑fire↓, why did you know chicken wings were my favorite? Why were you so practiced at serving me food? Why was your smile so damn sweet? Could