...

real……

Too many coincidences...

...

The young scholar had no time to think about it.

because……

The black thief rushed towards the steamed bun in his hand.

...

Damn it!

The young scholar was so embarrassed that he avoided it.

He even felt...

This little black thief was playing with him.

otherwise……

The steamed buns in his hand were probably eaten up by this black thief.

...

The young scholar became fierce.

Want to eat steamed buns, right?

Playing with him, right?

...

The young scholar lowered his head and bit a steamed bun.

He reached out and grabbed two steamed buns.

...

When the black thief noticed that his eyes narrowed slightly, the young scholar smiled happily.

He chewed hard.

...

A black shadow crossed his vision.

The young scholar instantly realized that it was the black thief who rushed over.

He immediately speeds up his chewing.

At the same time, stuff the steamed buns on your hands into your mouth.

...

The young scholar was found lying on the bowl, and the young scholar shook the bowl in his hand hard.

The black thief's body shook slightly.

But there was no sign of being thrown away.

He also took the time to give the young scholar a provocative look.

...

The young scholar's forehead bulged with veins.

He suddenly exerted force on his hand.

...

ah!?

The young scholar held the bowl with one hand and the steamed bun with the other.

There are steamed buns in my mouth.

There is no way to take into account the steamed buns in the bowl.

The consequence of swaying the bowl with force on your hands is...

The steamed buns in the bowl flew out.

...

The young scholar opened his eyes wide.

The chewing in the mouth was paused.

Then he saw...

The steamed buns that flew into the air did not fall, and were eaten by the jumping black thief.

...

The young scholar was amazed.

Does this black thief need not chew?

He swallowed the steamed buns into his stomach.

still……

Is it like a squirrel?

Can you store your food in your mouth?

But, in this case...

Its face is not as bulging as a squirrel.

...

Seeing the black thief catch all the steamed buns and landing perfectly on the desk, the young scholar blinked.

He wanted to applaud the black thief.

Very awesome.

...

"younger brother!"

...

A sound like thunder thunder on the ground suddenly exploded in the young scholar's ears...

The young scholar was so scared that the steamed buns were stuck in the trachea.

Choked.

...

"Ahem~Ahem!"

The young scholar coughed a bit shocking.

He clenched his fists and hit his chest hard.

His face turned red.

...

Seeing this, the woodcutter's face changed.

He immediately stepped forward.

Reaching his hand and beating behind the young scholar.

"Is it okay?"

The woodcutter's concerning inquiry.

...

The woman looked around.

He poured a cup of tea quickly.

"Give."

"Drink some water."

...

After the young scholar coughed violently for a while, he finally calmed down a little.

He felt a terrible feeling that he had just walked around the gates of hell.

...
To be continued...