The female pastry chef clearly heard the sound of swallowing. She couldn’t help but be startled. Was Jason hungry again? Then came self-reproach. I suppose I still made too little. It must be because sweets like pastries are simply too monotonous to truly suffice for a lunch. I need to learn other cooking methods! But the sweet scents inside the pastry shop cannot mix with other flavors… The female student council president nodded her head. It wasn’t a perfunctory gesture. Of course, it wasn’t an acknowledgment of the female pastry chef’s words either. It was simply because of her duties. Jason stood up straight away after putting the identity documents, school badge, and money into his pocket, and asked: “You are interested in the ‘spiritual game’ at classroom 13?” The female student council president was a bit surprised but then nodded immediately. “Alright, I will be heading back to the academy soon, we can go together.” “What about you, Giselle?” Turning her head, the female student council president asked the female pastry chef. “I need to mind the shop.” “Having closed unexpectedly for a day due to an accident yesterday, if I take another day off, the business will plummet.” The female pastry chef smiled and shook her head. Then, as she watched Jason and her friend leave, she let out a soft sigh. “Indeed, Jason has grown tired of plain pastries, so he was in such a hurry to have dinner at St. Mungo’s Academy, wasn’t he?” As she was still thinking and hesitating, the female pastry chef’s body suddenly swayed. Once she had steadied herself, she walked straight to the counter, picked up the phone, and dialed a number. “Buy the shop next to ‘Watchdog Pastry House’ for me, convert it into a restaurant, and hire two, no, three skilled male chefs.” Having said that, she hung up the phone. After a moment’s hesitation, she then tore off a sticky note and began to write. Tedi chose the backseat this time. She wanted to observe Jason from close quarters. However, seeing Tedi sit in the back, Jason immediately took the passenger seat. He still wasn’t too fond of contact with strangers. Regardless of their gender. Especially once the scent of that ‘food’ had dissipated, Jason had always been able to maintain his rationality. Tedi watched Jason sitting in the passenger seat and couldn’t help but pout. But the next moment, she asked enthusiastically: “Instructor Jason, what is the battlefield like?” Through the rearview mirror, Jason could clearly see the eagerness and anticipation in the eyes of the female student council president. Therefore, he said directly: “Once you’ve been there, you never want to go back.” This answer was obviously different from what the female student council president had imagined. “Isn’t there even a hint of romance amidst the booming guns and the smoke of gunpowder?” She asked reluctantly. “Any romance highlighted by death is merely false—once a person dies, they have nothing left.” Jason said decisively. This response made the female student council president completely shut her mouth. She looked at Jason with an air of frustration. As if she wished she could bite him just once. But deep down, she believed that what Jason said was probably right. After all, no one wishes for death. So is the romance of the battlefield only for those who are immortal? But how could such people exist? Thinking this, the female student council president’s thoughts began to wander uncontrollably.