Chapter 1113 - Boys and Girls
Chapter 1113 of "High School of Demon Hunting" begins with suspenseful moments: Chapter 1113: Chapter 175 Boys and Girls"What kind of coffee do you want?"The warlock quickly... Donât miss it!
Chapter 1113: Chapter 175 Boys and Girls"What kind of coffee do you want?"
The warlock quickly adjusted his mindset, stood up, picked up the coffee pot, and poured coffee for the two witches, "Itâs my great pleasure to serve you."
"Hmm, maybe I should go." Jiang Yu raised her hand, tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, and gave Zheng Qing a half-smiling, half-mocking glance, then turned to Elena, "With Zheng Qing here to help you, you wonât have any difficulty with your homework."
"But I sought you as my tutor, first come first served." Elena grabbed Jiang Yuâs arm and pulled her back to her seat, "At the very least, let me treat you to a cup of coffee."
Jiang Yu struggled lightly but couldnât break free from the Gypsy witchâs grip and finally sat down, biting her lip.
The three of them occupied three sides of the coffee table.
Another side of the table was against the wall. On the wall hung a painting with a strange style, where one could barely make out several grotesque figures that looked like ghosts, swinging their weapons at each other. Their feet stood atop blistering magma, while overhead was a low, thunderous sky. From time to time, these ghostly figures would reveal their dark green true forms with either nine heads and a thousand eyes, three heads and six arms, or a thousand heads and two thousand faces. The whole canvas seemed to tremble with a buzzing vibration.
Zheng Qing only glanced at the painting once and then focused all his attention on the coffee pot in front of him. He needed to pour coffee for the two witches. And for himself as well.
Brown coffee flowed through the silver body of the pot and the gemstone nozzle, carrying with it steaming vapor as it fell into the white porcelain cups.
Each cup was filled leaving a fingerâs width from the rim, no more, no less.
Zheng Qing felt his hand was very steady.
"Thank you," Jiang Yu said politely to Zheng Qing with a nod.
"Indeed, it smells so good!" Elena exclaimed as she picked up the cup and took a deep breath of the delightful aroma.
Zheng Qing politely smiled at Jiang Yu and sat down.
He then reached for the sugar bowl, intending to add a bit to his own cup.
At the same time, a pristine white hand also landed on the sugar bowl from the side. One hand on each side, they both grasped the sides of the bowl. Zheng Qing vaguely felt the cool temperature of the hand just millimeters away.
It was as if he had been scalded and he quickly retracted his hand.
Jiang Yu, equally startled, pulled her hand back.
"You actually add sugar to your coffee?! Thatâs heresy!" The Gypsy witchâs eyes widened in shock as she looked at Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, laughing out loud. In her hand, she held a salt shaker.
The white, fine salt glinted entrancingly in the light, sprinkling down and leaving tiny ripples on the surface of her coffee.
Zheng Qing gave a dry chuckle, passed over the sugar bowl, and reached for the milk jug to his side.
Without sugar, milk would do. He consoled himself inwardly.
Then his hand once again met another hand with the same idea.
Jiang Yu looked at the warlock with a mix of embarrassment and irritation, irritation mixed with a hint of amusement. Once again, they retracted their hands simultaneously.
"Whatâs the fuss, just adding something to your drink is this complicated," The Gypsy witch finally seemed to notice the slightly eerie atmosphere in the air, picked up the sugar bowl, and poured sugar into Zheng Qingâs coffee, "Let me help you."
Zheng Qing wore a rigid smile on his face, nodded without making a sound, only picked up the spoon, and began to stir silently. He stirred round and round.
At this moment, Jiang Yu also seemed in no hurry to leave.
She sat serenely in her seat, holding her coffee cup, and smiled towards Elena, "Iâll have some sugar too."
Elenaâs arm, holding the sugar jar, paused mid-air for a few fleeting seconds before ultimately shifting towards Jiang Yuâs coffee cup.
"What a simple matter," she muttered softly. Powdered sugar cascaded down from the jar.
Jiang Yu stirred her coffee, now sweetened with sugar, and sipped it in small tastes.
"Has Xiao Xiao recently asked you for advice on buying a gift?" Jiang Yu suddenly asked Zheng Qing an off-the-wall question, still holding her coffee cup.
The young public expense student looked perplexed, "What gift?"
"In the last history class, Mister Sima didnât call on him to answer any questions," Elena reminded from the side.
Not being called upon was a good thing, wasnât it? What did that have to do with gifts?
Zheng Qing was completely lost about what the two witches were talking about.
"Um, he hasnât asked me," Zheng Qing resolved not to show weakness in front of the two witches, so he answered vaguely, following their context, and then added, "The Hunting team has been a bit tied up with tasks recently, and heâs been quite busy."
The two witches exchanged a look, and their eyes clearly conveyed a hint of pity.
Zheng Qing noted this down, deciding to mention it to Xiao Xiao when he got back to see if he would make any connection to it.
"Speaking of which, I heard from Fifi that your Hunting team has been helping her look for her pet snake, howâs that going?" Jiang Yu switched to a somewhat simpler subject.
"We havenât found any clues." Zheng Qing put down his coffee cup and rubbed the corner of his eyebrow, replying with some distress, "There are so many formal Hunting teams and the School Works Committee that havenât managed to do it... weâre just helping out to do our best, merely as a gesture."
"Didnât you help her find the snake molt?" Elena softly interjected. She actually felt a twinge of regretâif she had known earlier that the pet snake would shed its Painted Skin and slither away in the middle of school, she would have reported it long ago.
Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuâs expression stiffen for a second from the corner of his eye.
"Thatâs because two cats helped out," he decided to probe a little, turning his head to Jiang Yu, "I donât know if youâve seen them at school, a Black Cat, and a little white kitten... that kitten is tiny, maybe not even three months old yet. Creamy white. I remember you like cats."
After he finished the last sentence, he regretted it.
On one hand, he was foolishly talking about another girlâs interests in front of his girlfriend; on the other hand, the murder of the little white kitten, in a way, had always been a taboo subject for Jiang Yu.
Fortunately, Elena and Jiang Yu seemed not to have taken any issue with his response.
"I donât keep cats anymore." Jiang Yu replied dryly, cheeks flushing slightly as if remembering something.
"A black cat? What kind of black cat?" Elena also raised her own question at the same time. Clearly, she was very interested in the black cat Zheng Qing mentioned.
"A completely black cat, seems like its paws are white. Beautiful eyes. Looks quite majestic," Zheng Qing recalled the image in his mind, describing it.
"Youâre very observant," Jiang Yu said to the warlock with a teasing, half-smiling look.
Zheng Qing felt his hand holding the coffee cup was very steady.
"Um, I heard it from Xiao Xiao and the others," he added steadily, "I was in the dorm doing homework at the time, I didnât go on the patrol with them."