The Demon’s Menu

The female student councillor who was stared at by Jason's hot eyes turned red.

hentai!

Men really have big pigs feet!

Subconsciously, the president of the female student thought.

However, soon, the female student president noticed a little difference.

Jason's gaze was similar to the gaze she had seen, but none was as simple as Jason's.

Correct!

It's simple!

That kind of simple hunger, not possession of evil thoughts.

but……

This is even more scary!

It's really terrible!

What does he want to do?

He really wants to eat me?

The female student president hugged the female pastry chef unconsciously, and she expected her friends to give her a little support.

The female pastry chef, who turned his back to Jason and placed his chin on the shoulder of the female student president, flashed a look of anger.

Through the touch of her shoulder, she could clearly feel that her friend took the opportunity to look at Jason.

Damn it!

What do you want to do?

really!

You are also someone who should be solved in advance!

Cowardly sister!

Does it really need me to solve everything?

Thinking of this, ‘She’ is going to kill the female student president directly.

But immediately, ‘she’ thought of Jason.

No!

It's not time yet!

I can't expose myself yet!

Thinking of this, the female pastry chef returned to normal again.

However, the body is a little soft, or even uncontrollable.

"Why, Giselle, what's wrong with you?"

"Gichel?"

The president of the female student found out what was wrong for the first time, let go of her friend and shouted the name.

"I, I'm fine."

"It's just a little dizzy."

The female pastry chef said so, but her body was a little staggered, and, next moment, she would fall.

The president of the female student who was close at hand was about to help her hard, but suddenly her hand lightened.

I saw that the female pastry chef who was still supporting her at the last moment had been caught under Jason's armpit.

"Where is the school doctor's office?"

Jason asked.

"follow me."

Said the female student president.

Then, he told the members of the student union who came to him: "Block the scene."

"Yes, President."

The prestige of the female student president made the members of the student union immediately execute orders.

The medical office of St. Mungo College is at the end of the first floor of the new teaching building.

"This is the new school hospital."

"The original old school hospital is independent."

"But because of some bad rumors, it was directly disabled."

In the school's medical room, when Jason placed the female pastry chef on the bed and covered the quilt, the female student president said.

Moreover, without asking Jason, the president of the female student in order to avoid the awkward atmosphere continued:

"Every school will have something similar to an incredible legend built on a cemetery."

"St. Mango College also has it."

"In the old school medical room, there is a legend of a mannequin that can move. At that time, many people were scared, so it was abandoned directly."

"Also, the witch in the college."

"This refers to Sister Dada."

"There is also the legendary treasure hut."

"This refers to the cabin left by the vice principal who first founded St. Mungo College. There is a legendary treasure in it."

The female student president stood aside and told.

However, the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Because, the female pastry chef fell asleep.

It was also because Jason was staring at her.

There was again ... appetite in the eyes.

Very simple appetite.

Anything simple should be beautiful.

But when the pure appetite is staring at itself, it is impossible to be beautiful anyway.

The female student president clenched her teeth.

"I think we need to talk."

After the president of the female student finished speaking, she walked towards the outside of the school medical school.

Jason remained silent and followed.

He looked around and it was safe.

However, even so, he did not close the door of the school's medical room, and just stood at the door of the school's medical room, able to see the position of the female pastry chef and the window.

"Are you nervous Giselle?"

In order to relax the atmosphere, the female student president chose a good entry point.

"Ok."

"She cooks delicious."

Jason nodded.

Is it delicious to cook?

The female student president froze for a moment, then, with a chuckle, asked: "If I start to cook now, will it be too late?"

Lying on the bed, the female pastry chef who covered the quilt had a long breath, just like a sleeping person, but the hands hidden under the quilt were held tightly.

Kill you!

Kill you!

Kill you!

The roar rang in the heart of the female pastry chef.

But only in the bottom of my heart.

On the surface, it was calm.

"That's too late."

"I'm picky."

After learning from Gillick's lessons, Jason had a fairly self-knowledge.

He will try to understand each other's cooking skills before choosing food.

A beginner cook, want to use him as a free trial?

nonexistent.

Jason answered simply that the corner of the mouth of the female pastry chef lying on the bed suddenly.

It's nice to have Jason.

Cowardly sister, you are not useless.

At least I met Jason in the park.

‘She’ thought silently.

The female student president laughed at herself.

"Yeah, it's too late."

"It was like when I was born, there was only one shell left in the Prussian family."

"There is only one flag left for the so-called Grand Duke family."

"The rest?"

"It's a group of relatives and enemies like vultures."

"What can I do?"

"As the sole heir to Archduke Pruss, I can only hide here, hearing the news of my father's battle in the battlefield, and hearing the establishment of New Germany City."

"I have been hiding."

"Since I was born, that's it."

"right now!"

"I won't hide!"

"I have to face my destiny!"

"No matter what fate ..."

With that said, the female student president stepped forward in front of Jason, holding her head high, looking like she was going to kill her.

Jason frowned.

He looked at the president of the female student inexplicably.

The Prussian family?

What matters to him!

He just wanted to ask where the "food" fragrance came from.

Not the prop that blocked the bullet!

Although Jason could not confirm that the other side had just cast a secret technique or used some kind of props, at the time, Jason was sure that there was no ‘food’ breath.

But when he caught up with the gunman and the other party came over, a faint ‘food’ smell appeared on his body again.

What he cares about is where the ‘food’ is.

As for the other party?

Jason didn't care ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Therefore, Jason asked openly.

"Have you misunderstood something?"

"I am not interested in who you are."

"I don't care about your destiny."

"I just want to know where you just went and what you contacted?"

Jason asked.

However, this kind of interrogation made the face of the female student who had just put on a stern look.

She stepped back slightly, and the dagger hidden in her sleeve fell into her hands without concealing it again.

She looked at Jason with a suspicious look, Shen Sheng asked:

"Who are you?"