Chapter 80: Come, ah～

In the end, the young lady didn’t train with Leo, but instead sat with Michelle, chatting and laughing for almost an entire afternoon.

“Leo, can we take a walk together?”

As they were leaving, Michelle tugged at his sleeve.

The sun was nearing the horizon as the two walked along the beach, one in front of the other, their shadows elongated by the setting sun.

“This is a very peaceful place. I come here whenever I want to relax.”

Michelle gently tucked her hair, lifted by the breeze, closed her eyes, and let the cool wind brush against her cheeks, revealing a content expression.

“It really is nice.”

This was the place where he first met Michelle, and Leo couldn’t help but sigh; it had been almost two months since that time.

The two walked along the coast, leaving a trail of footprints behind them.

“It’s getting late; let’s head back,” Michelle said.

Leo thought she had something to discuss with him, but it turned out she just wanted to take a walk.

The two made their way back.

“Leo, look! There’s a small wooden house over there.”

Michelle pointed to the small wooden house ahead.

Although the wooden house was simple, it was well-kept outside, with not a single weed in sight.

Leo looked and realized he had been lost in thought earlier, not expecting to return so soon.

“Eh? It seems like someone lives there. Although it’s simple inside, it’s very tidy.”

Michelle approached the house and peered inside.

“What a pity; I thought it could be our secret base.”

“Shall we go in and sit for a while?” Leo suggested.

“Is that okay? But there are other people living here.”

Leo opened the door, “It’s not other people; it’s me who lives here.”

“Eh? You live here, Leo?”

Michelle was a bit surprised. She had thought Leo lived in the dorms with other students, but here he was, which felt very much like his style.

She walked into the room, looking around curiously. Feeling a bit shy, it was her first time entering a room of a boy her age.

“Perfect! It’s a rare opportunity; let me show you my cooking skills tonight.”

Leo rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, and prepared to cook.

“I’m looking forward to the food you make, and since my cooking skills have improved, let me make a few dishes too,” Michelle said, clasping her hands together excitedly.

Clang!

The spoon in Leo’s hand fell to the ground.

He picked it up nonchalantly, but his hand trembled slightly.

“It seems I’m missing some ingredients. How about you go catch a few fish from the sea?” Leo said seriously.

“Okay, then I’ll go catch some fish.”

Michelle walked out.

Leo immediately took out a pile of ingredients from his skill space and piled them on the ground like a small mountain. Considering Michelle’s appetite, this was the minimum amount of food.

He picked up a chef’s knife, his gaze sharp, exuding a formidable aura.

Next was a life-and-death battle.

He washed the ingredients, then quickly wielded the knife, using the sword techniques he had trained day and night, swiftly chopping the ingredients into small pieces.

Sorry, old man, I actually applied the sword techniques to cooking.

This concerns your disciple’s life; I hope you don’t mind.

The distance to the beach was about a kilometer. Considering Michelle’s speed, it would take nearly half an hour round trip, plus the time to catch fish. He had to process this mountain of ingredients within an hour.

No, considering Michelle could use teleportation magic, the round trip would be just a moment, leaving him with less than half an hour.

Damn! There’s simply not enough time!

Looking at the ingredients that didn’t seem to decrease, Leo felt a wave of despair.

Hurry! Faster!

Leo chose a large pot, but it couldn’t hold everything, so he had to cook in two batches.

He worked with both hands, chopping vegetables with one hand and stirring the pot with the other, while constantly feeding firewood into the stove with his feet.

Chopping and cooking simultaneously, after everything was in the pot, he stir-fried a few dishes.

And so, half an hour later.

Creak—

The door opened, and Michelle walked in carrying four fish.

“It smells so good! Leo, what are you making?”

As soon as Michelle entered, she saw Leo slumped in a chair, drenched in sweat, with a table full of delicious dishes.

Several pots in the kitchen were still boiling, emitting fragrant steam, filling the room with a delightful aroma.

“Is everything ready? Didn’t you say there weren’t enough ingredients? How did you finish so quickly? What about these fish?”

Michelle looked at the fish she was holding, feeling a bit troubled.

“We can cook them next time.”

Leo finally relaxed; he had just finished cooking when Michelle returned.

Michelle examined the dishes on the table and suddenly realized, “Oh, it turns out we forgot the soup. I’ll just make fish soup.”

Splash!

Leo’s body slid off the chair.

“Leo, what’s wrong? Is it the aftereffects of the previous battle that haven’t faded yet?”

Michelle immediately helped him up, worried.

“No, I just lost my balance.”

Leo’s eyes lost their sparkle; despite all his planning, he hadn’t expected to forget the soup.

“Hehe! Let me show you my improved cooking skills; it will definitely surprise you.”

Michelle tied her hair back, put on an apron, and began to handle the fish seriously. The way she dressed gave a warm, homely feeling.

Leo racked his brain, “Actually, I’m allergic to fish, so you don’t need to cook anymore. If you want to eat it, just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

“It’s fine; I just want to taste it. Besides, even if you’re allergic, I can cure you quickly, and then you can eat fish all the time.”

Michelle said while cooking the fish.

Now he was truly at a loss.

Before long, Michelle brought over a large bowl of fish soup.

“Leo, come and try it.”

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

The fish soup looked fine, with all the essence concentrated in the white broth, its color appetizing and fragrant, arousing one’s appetite.

Yes, he remembered that a simple basket of dumplings had sent him to the infirmary. Was he going to experience the same thing again?

Leo swallowed hard.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”

Michelle’s face showed a hint of disappointment.

“No, it’s not like that.”

Leo couldn’t bear to see her expression.

Here goes!

It’s just fish soup, right? Am I Leo afraid of you?

Suddenly, he felt a sense of enlightenment, as if he had made a breakthrough in his mindset, perhaps even a slight improvement in his sword intent.

However, his hand reaching for the spoon trembled slightly.

“Could it be that you want me to feed you?”

Michelle tilted her head, looking at him.

Leo’s eyes widened; his hesitation had led Michelle to think this way.

“Well… it’s not impossible.”

Michelle’s small hands intertwined, a blush on her face.

She picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of fish soup, and gently blew on it.

“Come, ah~”

Leaning closer to Leo, Michelle slightly parted her lips, making a soft, gentle sound as she brought the spoon to his mouth.

That gentle and caring demeanor was like nurturing a patient.

“Ah~”

Leo instinctively took the spoon, thinking that being fed by the saintess was worth it, even if it meant death.

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