"All first-year students, come and get the "Freshman Guide". Students in the second year and above, remember to check the "School Year Plan" in your witch book. As usual, there are no classes scheduled for the next three days. Everyone should read the "Freshman Guide" or "School Year Plan" carefully. Three days later, the courses for this school year will officially start." Ms. Amisha took out a pile of booklets, and each first-year little witch received one. The seniors took out a big book from nowhere and looked down at something. The older the seniors, the thicker the books in their hands. After receiving the booklets, before they had time to look through them, Ms. Amisha asked all the little witches to step back and lean against the wall. Five long tables filled with delicious food appeared in the open space in the middle. "Okay, the dinner begins! Especially the first-year freshmen, enjoy this meal!" Ms. Amisha smiled meaningfully, and then her figure gradually faded and disappeared into the auditorium.
The next moment, everyone could speak. However, the seniors didn't seem to want to talk, and all rushed to the dining table at the same time. Even senior Lilith left the witch juniors behind. Everyone was very orderly, one table for each grade, no one came and went, and no one fought for food. The first-year witches were left standing there in confusion. Only one freshman was faster than the seniors, and rushed to the dining table like a cannonball and ate heartily. With her and the seniors' example, the freshmen who didn't know why also followed suit and ran to the first-year table. Moran looked at the freshman who rushed out first. His small body was full of gluttony. Who else could it be but the "socially anxious" Vasida? Moran felt that her previous judgment was probably wrong. Socially anxious people would never do such a thing. This child looked like he hadn't eaten for a month. Moreover, did Ms. Amisha just leave like that? There were no instructions or arrangements. The freshmen had nothing except the "Freshman Guide" in their hands, and they didn't even know where to stay tonight. Isn't it too free! "Student Moran, let's go to eat too!" Sylph hesitated for a moment before inviting. Now only the two of them were still standing. "Okay!" Moran collected his thoughts and walked to the first-year table with Sylph. At this moment, there was only one seat left on the left and right of Vasida.
She ate food in a hurry, which was a bit scary. When she greeted her before, she seemed very aloof, and other little witches didn't dare to sit next to her. Moran and Sylph didn't care about these and sat down next to Vasida. "Moran, here you go! This lamb chop is especially delicious!" Ais came back with a plate of grilled lamb chops piled high. Seeing Moran sitting next to her, she happily shared it with her. The lamb chop was at the other end of the long table, a little far away from them, and it was not easy to pick it up. The lamb chops did look very appetizing. "Thank you!" Moran was not polite. She had not eaten dinner and was indeed a little hungry. She was very impressed with Aisi. Aisi's talent for fire element magic was outstanding, and her talent for magic in other departments was average. But she was the only little witch in this year's freshmen who had a good understanding of food. Her mother was a gourmet witch, and her family had a long history of learning. She had eaten countless delicacies since she was a child. She had learned some cooking skills before she came into contact with magic. However, Aisi's mother was good at dessert cooking, while Aisi was particularly interested in meat cooking. Her school robe pockets were bulging with salted meat cubes she made herself. They were square and neatly wrapped in oil paper, like small candies. Even the seemingly lonely Vasida was moved by Aisi's meat candy, and the voice of saying "thank you" was a few decibels louder than other little witches. Moran still trusted Aisi's taste. She cut a piece of lamb chop, put it in her mouth, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Delicious!" "Is it! Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and there is a special fragrance. I don't know what spices are used!" As Ai Si tasted it, she was thinking about how to make the lamb chop. Moran felt that the lamb chop seemed to have the fragrance of cumin. Shana's mother is also good at cooking magic, and she has collected a complete collection of gourmet utensils and spices. Basically, she has all the common ones. But cumin has never appeared in her spice box. It can be seen that cumin should not be a common spice in Valen. In Valen, where strong people often travel to other worlds through the Sky Well, it is not surprising to see anything new. Even if this is really cumin, perhaps it has another name in Valen. Therefore, Moran did not say his guess. After eating the lamb chop, Moran refused Ai Si's invitation to have another piece of lamb chop. She wanted to try other things on the table. Although they are not as good as grilled lamb chops in Ai Si's mouth.
Moran discovered that as long as one portion of the food on the table was eaten, a new portion would appear, and it would never be less. Washida, who was next to her, had been eating honey bread one by one since she sat down, and the bread in the basket in front of her was still piled full. After eating about a hundred small breads, Washida finally stopped, raised her head, and breathed a sigh of relief. Coincidentally meeting the eyes of the witch classmate opposite, Washida smiled kindly. This smile made the little witch across from her drop the drumstick in her hand. Vasida: "..." She also knew that she just acted like a weirdo, but she couldn't help it! Fortunately, she still has two companions: "Molan! Sylph! Is there anything in your daily life that is different from ordinary little witches?" The voice he spoke was full of energy, but he didn't look as scared as before. Not only Moran and Sylph, but also the little witches around them were shocked when they heard her words. "Well... I really didn't mean it before. I was really hungry. Fortunately, I didn't faint during the entrance ceremony... Don't get me wrong. I'm really not withdrawn at all. Under normal circumstances, I can do anything. It’s easy to get along with, except when I’m hungry and anxious…” Vashida explained hurriedly. "So the reason why you said hello to everyone so quietly before was because you were too hungry to speak?" Although this answer is a bit outrageous, Moran feels that it may be the truth. Some of her attention was focused on Vashida, who was suspected of being a sociopath. If she was extremely hungry, it could explain why Vashida's voice was quieter than a mosquito just now, but now she was so angry. Probably finally full. Although there was no shortage of honey bread in the basket, Vasida had already eaten many of them.
