Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

When Miya opened her umbrella at the entrance of the event building, she felt incredibly embarrassed.

Even in the dead of winter, when the sun is out, you need to use a parasol for shade.

The combination of these three words doesn't seem like something a normal person would do.

But when Fig handed her the umbrella, his tone was so indifferent that she felt that refusing would make her seem like she was overreacting.

Corona Borealis took the umbrella as if it were the most natural thing in the world and opened it.

"Is this how people in your astrology club usually are?"

Miya couldn't help but ask.

"It's not just the people from the astrology club who do this; it's what we need to do when the three of us are walking together."

The fig tree also opened its umbrella.

"Corona Borealis is a well-known figure throughout the school. After she blew up the lab building last year, even the cafeteria ladies remembered her face. You are the first one to be trending on MikuFans."

"This morning, several people in the freshman group posted photos of you that they took without your consent. If we walked together without umbrellas, it would take about an hour to walk from the activity building to the cafeteria, with forty minutes of that time spent signing autographs for you two."

Mi Ye was silent for a moment, then opened the umbrella, but after walking for only a few minutes, she felt unbearably stuffy in her cotton coat.

Her legs were short, and with a thin layer of snow on the ground, walking was even more difficult, and her body temperature rose faster. The white short-sleeved shirt under her cotton coat was soon sweating.

She tucked the umbrella handle between her neck and shoulder, quickly took off her cotton coat, and tied the two sleeves in a knot at her waist.

Corona Borealis is also wearing a cotton coat, but it doesn't seem to be bothered by the heat at all.

Having walked less than halfway, Miya understood why she needed an umbrella.

The road from the activity building to the first canteen passes through the core area of ​​Moon Forest, the fountain square in front of the library, the main road Peach Blossom Avenue, and the corridors connecting several main teaching buildings.

Almost all freshmen and returning students who didn't have classes were hanging around this area. Some were taking pictures under the peach trees, some were carrying books they had just borrowed from the library back to their dormitories, and some were heading towards club recruitment sites.

Corona Borealis's pale purple hair was so eye-catching that several students stopped and whispered as she walked by.

Even though Mi Ye's face was mostly covered by the umbrella, her petite figure still made her instantly recognizable.

Several freshmen had already raised their phones, but seeing the three of them walking quickly past with umbrellas, they hesitated and did not follow.

As they approached the cafeteria, they passed a green belt filled with holly trees.

The hedges were trimmed to waist height and covered with a thick layer of snow, completely obscuring the green leaves.

On the other side of the hedge, a young couple of witches sat on a bench, sharing a loaf of bread.

The constellation Borealis suddenly slowed down, revealing a pair of eyes from under the umbrella. Then, it skillfully pulled out a monocular telescope from its skirt pocket, zoomed in, and aimed it at the young couple.

Fig didn't even turn his head. He simply changed the angle of the umbrella in his hand and gently tapped the top of Corona Borealis with the end of the handle, making a crisp sound, like flicking a watermelon.

"Aww!"

Corona Borealis crouched down, clutching his head, and nearly dropped his telescope into the snowdrift.

"What are you doing!"

"When will you realize that secretly filming others is very impolite?"

"I'll just take a picture and see for myself, what's wrong with that? I'm not going to share it with anyone else."

"If you really like someone, why don't you find one yourself?"

"you--!"

Miya couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Corona Borealis, clutching her head, crouched on the ground. When she looked up and saw Miya's smiling face, her face flushed red.

She stood up, stuffed the binoculars back into her pocket, and jumped up to punch Fig's shoulder. But her fist landed on Fig's blanket-wrapped shoulder as easily as hitting cotton.

Fig didn't dodge; she simply raised her umbrella a little higher so that even if Corona Borealis jumped, it couldn't reach her head. A mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

Your umbrella is about to fall.

"Don't change the subject! It hurts so much! I feel like I have a bump on my head!"

Fig dodged Corona Borealis's swinging umbrella handle and continued walking forward.

As Miya watched the two bickering, the question she had about Corona Borealis suddenly became clear. The way she had awkwardly bowed her head and admitted her mistake when she apologized to her in the activity room earlier didn't seem like something this wild little brat had come up with on her own initiative.

Now, seeing how skillfully Fig flicked her forehead, the answer is self-evident.

Fig must have told her something beforehand, like if she didn't apologize properly to Miya, she would hide her telescope. She began to think that the president of the astrology club was more cunning than he seemed, and that the club was more interesting than she had imagined.

The three of them, bickering and joking, walked to the entrance of the first canteen.

Moon Forest has three cafeterias. The second and third cafeterias are outsourced. One serves light meals and the other serves international cuisine. The taste is average, but the advantage is that there are fewer people and no need to queue.

The first canteen is run by the school itself. The head chef is said to be a retired S-class witch who ran a restaurant when she was young. Later, she felt that cooking outside was too boring and that she would rather go back to school to feed students, so she moved the entire kitchen team into the Moon Forest.

The food here is widely considered the best, with cream of mushroom soup and braised pork being the signature dishes, which naturally attracts the most people.

The cafeteria has two floors. The first floor has food serving windows and long tables, while the second floor is a relatively quiet area with smaller tables and fewer people.

The three of them stood at the doorway, peering inside.

The lobby on the first floor was bustling with noise, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of braised pork.

"There are too many people, let's go upstairs."

Corona Borealis folded up her umbrella, shook off the snow, and was the first to squeeze towards the stairwell.

Miye and Fig put away their umbrellas and followed behind.

A huge oil painting hangs on the wall at the corner of the stairs. It depicts a panoramic view of the campus in the early days of the school's founding. The edges of the frame have been polished smooth by countless generations of students.

The atmosphere on the second floor was indeed much quieter. Although it was about 70-80% full, at least there was no need to queue.

The window seats offer a panoramic view of most of the campus, and the sunlight after the snow reflects beautifully off the bluestone pavement.

"That window seat! Hurry and grab it!"

With a swift movement, Bodhidharma pulled out all three chairs, using his backpack and scarf to reserve his seat. The entire sequence of actions was fluid and seamless, clearly the result of his long-term experience in grabbing seats in the First Cafeteria.

Fig walked over unhurriedly, sat down, and handed the menu to Miya.

"The cream of mushroom soup is a must-order, it's a special today. I also recommend the braised pork belly, it's fatty but not greasy. Xiao Bei likes dry noodles, she said the last time she had it, it was so delicious she almost ate the bowl."

"It's really delicious!"

Corona Borealis peeks out from behind the chair.

"Especially with that special chili oil! For dessert, you should try the osmanthus cake. It's not too sweet or greasy, and it melts in your mouth. I always eat at least two pieces after a meal. You should order more; I'll eat the rest for you if you can't finish them."

As Miya held the menu, she watched Corona Borealis's eyes light up as he counted the dishes on his fingers, and couldn't help but smile. She hadn't expected them to be like-minded.

Fig was wiping the table with a paper towel, his movements meticulous, not even missing the edges of the chopstick rest.

Corona Borealis couldn't wait to run to the window to see if there were any new dishes today. When she came back, she brought a small plate of braised beef for tasting, her mouth stuffed full, and she was still talking.

"The braised beef is on sale today, buy one pound and get half a pound free, shall we combine our orders?"

You've gained weight.

Fig couldn't help but offer some advice.

"Even if I were fatter, I wouldn't weigh as much as you!"

"You're short~"

"You'd better sleep with your eyes open tonight."

Miya was still looking at the menu, completely ignoring the two bickering, and silently gave herself a thumbs up for her adaptability.