Because you are all here
Tuesday morning.
"Hah? Satania, what are you doing here?"
Vigne looked at Satania who was lying at the back door of their classroom and peeked inside.
"It's nothing, I'm just investigating the enemy's situation."
After turning around and realizing that the person who came was Vigne, Satania coughed and explained.
"Enemy reconnaissance..."
Vigne immediately realized that Satania was talking about Gabriel.
After all, she had always considered Gabriel her lifelong enemy.
"So, how is your investigation going?"
Vigne cooperated and asked.
"Not bad."
"Um."
Vigne nodded, and when she was about to say something more, she suddenly found that Satania was still holding the schoolbag in her hand, and reminded her: "Satania, did you forget to put your schoolbag in the classroom."
"No, how could I, as the Great Demon King, make mistakes like stupid humans do," Satania covered her face with one hand, "This school bag will be very useful later."
(Very useful... Detecting the enemy's situation...)
The combination of these two keywords made Vigne think of the worst possibility.
Satania always wants revenge on Gabriel.
"Is there anything dangerous in your schoolbag?" Vigne asked tentatively.
If the answer was yes, then she would definitely stop Satania and prevent that bad thing from happening.
"What's dangerous?"
Satania blinked her eyes sweetly.
"It's nothing, just think I made a mistake."
Seeing her reaction, Vigne immediately understood that her worries were unnecessary.
Also, how could Satania know such dangerous things? She was indeed too worried.
"I always feel like you're hiding something from me, Vigne."
"H-How is that possible?" Vigne waved her hands frantically and forcefully changed the topic, "By the way, Satania, don't you want to come to our class? I will take you."
After saying that, without waiting for her reaction, Vigne took Satania's hand and led her into the classroom.
"Wait a minute, I'm not ready yet..."
Satania wanted to break free from Vigne's hands, but she couldn't stand firm, not only did she not break free, but she staggered after it.
"What preparations?"
Releasing her hand, Vigne looked at Satania in confusion.
"Eh?"
After standing firm, Satania was surprised to find that she had entered the B class room.
"I mean, I don't need to prepare anything."
"So glad you finally came in."
Gabriel sat next to Ren, clapping her hands.
She noticed Satania hiding at the back door and peeked at her.
At first, she thought that Satania wanted to come to her for something, or she wanted to call her out.
As a result, what she didn't expect was that Satania was watching from the back door, not moving, just watching.
Now, Satania enters.
She seriously doubted that if Vigne didn't return, Satania might still be watching from outside.
"Gabriel, I had no intention of talking to you this morning."
Carrying her school bag, Satania walked towards Gabriel.
"Wait a moment..."
Vigne felt something was wrong.
"Yes?"
Gabriel narrowed her eyes and subconsciously looked at the school bag in her hand.
As she got closer to Gabriel, Satania unzipped her school bag, put her hand inside and felt around inside.
At the same time, Gabriel also prepared to face it.
No matter what Satania unleashed later, she was confident of completing the counterattack.
"For you."
After standing in front of Gabriel, Satania took out pineapple bread from her schoolbag and handed it to Ren.
"???"
Seeing this scene, Gabriel was stunned.
Wasn't this person here to take revenge on her?
"?"
Seeing the pineapple bread handed to him, Ren subconsciously took it.
What's going on here?
Why did she give him pineapple bread?
Ren was a little confused about what was happening now.
"This is the reward I give you, just accept it with gratitude."
After making sure Ren took it, Satania raised her head proudly.
The reason why she gave Ren pineapple bread was because he also gave her pineapple bread yesterday afternoon, which was her return reward.
That's why she peeked at the back door for so long, just to look for a chance to give it to Ren.
So why does it have to be packaged in a book?
Mainly because she was afraid that the little white dog would come again and take the pineapple bun.
For example, on the way to school today, her pineapple bread was snatched again.
"…"
Ren didn't understand what Satania just said.
What is reward and what is gratitude, it is so difficult to understand.
"What are you doing?" Gabriel asked strangely.
Hearing her question, Satania only glanced at her, then averted her gaze, and continued to stare at Ren, without any intention of talking to her.
"…"
Gabriel always felt that Satania was looking down on her now.
"Luckily nothing happened," Vigne came over and said happily.
When Satania walked towards Gabriel just now, she thought something big was going to happen.
Luckily, Satania had just given Ren some pineapple bread.
"Very lively. It seems I came at the right time."
Suddenly Raphiel came in from the back door holding pineapple bread in her hand.
"Why you are here? Aren't you from the next class?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Satania turned her head, and suddenly remembered her tragic experience of being tricked by her into barking like a dog and having her pineapple bun snatched away.
"Because you're all here," Raphiel answered with a smile, "Besides, isn't Satania from the next class?"
"Long time no see, Gabriel."
With that said, she passed Satania and came to Gabriel.
"I feel like you have changed a lot compared to before.
After assessing Gabriel, Raphiel commented.
"The me before was just pretending, but the me now is the real me," Gabriel said lazily.
"I see, but you are also very cute like this."
After saying that, Raphiel hugged Gabriel and continued to rub her breasts against her face.
"Here, let me give you facial cleanser."
"Kill you..." Gabriel threatened.
"Then just put it on your head."
So, Raphiel changed her position, got behind Gabriel, and placed her breasts on her head.
"The relationship between Gab and classmate Raphiel is very good," Vigne sighed.
"Wait a minute, do you all know each other?"
Only then did Satania realize the problem.