Chapter 380: 16 Year Old Inglis and the New Semester (2)

Ah, Liselotte, it's been a while.

Indeed it has! Leone told me, but you truly are every bit as adorable as she said!

Fufufu, thank you.

As the conversation flowed, other students began to flock around Inglis.

Can I be next to hold Inglis?!

Me next, please!

Youre okay with boys too, right?

Before long, a crowd had gathered.

All right, everyone, calm down. If you wish to hold Inglis, please form a line, Rafinha quickly instructed, showing no intention of dispersing the eager crowd.

If the roles were reversed, Inglis would certainly relish seeing others dote on a miniaturized Rafinha. Given their mutual feelings, Inglis had no complaints.Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com

Excuse me, Miss Rafinha, do teachers get to stand in line as well?

A voice timidly rang out from a young beastfolk girl adorned with long hair, cat-like ears, and a tail. Clothed in the attire of a Knight Academy instructor, she exuded an elegant aura.

Professor Arles! Of course, please join the line, Rafinha responded, smiling warmly at the query.

Arles was a Hyrule Menace that used to belong to the neighboring country of Venefique. Alongside her lover Rochefort, a general with a Special Grade Rune, they had once launched an attack on the Chiral Royal Capital. They were eventually captured, thanks in part to Inglis intervention.

Once everyone had their moment hugging her, Inglis and Rafinha finally headed off for their much-anticipated breakfast.

Chewing sounds fill the air as Rafinha and Inglis, who was seated on her lap, enthusiastically devour their meal.

Mm~! This is so good! It tastes just like home!

Indeed, it hasn't been long since we last ate here, but it feels nostalgic.

Rafinha and Inglis are lost in the flavor of the feast before them.

Even in that small form, her appetite is unchanged

How does her physiology even work?

Both Leone and Liselotte are stunned by Inglis' eating capacity.

No, some things do change, you know.

Inglis' expression sharpens. She aims her fork at a piece of fried chicken on the plate before her. But the morsel is just out of reach, prompting her to stretchonly for Rafinha's hand to swoop in and snatch it first.

Ah! Rani, that was supposed to be mine!

Fwoof ifh waah! Shdaik haast dho whiff! (Food is war! Strike first to win!)

Ugh, you're so mean, Rani!

With her arms so short, Inglis finds herself at a distinct disadvantage when competing with Rafinha.