Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

[Villain rating from classmates +666]

After the morning classes ended and I had lunch with my friends, it was time for my afternoon professional classes.

As before, Atwood had them warm up with thirty laps. Don't ask why thirty laps again; he figured Domi and the others could handle it...

After 30 laps, it was 250 push-ups, 50 more than yesterday.

It's clear that Atwood is constantly testing their physical limits, which is a practical application of the 'gradual progression' theory.

Perhaps they'll only lock onto this training volume threshold when they're completely exhausted.

After a short rest, it was time for the familiar combat class.

Domi was still paired with Natsu. Unlike yesterday, Natsu was more composed this time, no longer as impulsive as before. He was also able to apply some of the professor's techniques in actual combat.

But for Domi, it was just a tiny, insignificant step before he could be taken down.

For Nats, this was already a remarkable improvement, considering it was only a day in the past, and the change in mindset was particularly important.

After being knocked down for another afternoon, Nats was still having a blast, shouting that he wanted to fight another three hundred rounds!

"Come on, I'm tired even if you're not. Let's go eat."

Nats kept up with Domi's pace: "So, how was my last counterattack? Did it surprise you?"

Hey, hey~ pay attention to me!

The two chatted as they walked toward the entrance of the playground, only to find that this time only Nancy and Aiwei had come.

Domi walked up and asked, "Where are the other two?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of worry flashed in Aiwei's eyes: "The Crown Prince and the Second Prince have approached them, saying they want to talk to them about something, but Argyle told me to tell you not to worry before he left..."

In fact, Aiwei knew very well that this matter was related to the faction in the struggle for the throne and the news that Carlos released at the beginning of the year.

Carlos handed over the reins of support for Bloomfield to his four children, so it's perfectly normal for the princes to approach them now; it would be strange if they didn't.

Upon hearing this, Domi quickly thought of the same thing and, after a moment's thought, said to the three of them:

"I'm not going to the cafeteria today, you guys go ahead."

"And you? Where are you going?"

"Go see Shia."

The three watched as Domi disappeared around the corner.

At this point, Nats asked, "Who is Shia?"

Nancy looked at him as if she had seen an alien.

Nats felt slighted and immediately said anxiously, "What? Do I have to know? She's not my mother!"

Nancy sighed, then explained, "Shea N. Augustus, the fifth princess of the empire, and also Domi's fiancée."

"real or fake??"

The fact that his peers already had fiancées, and even princesses of the empire, made Nats feel a little unrealistic. But then he thought, "They're nobles, so it's perfectly normal for them to be a little ahead of commoners."

The dormitories for students of different grades are located in the four corners of the dormitory area, which correspond to the four grades that students must complete. After completing four years, the 'students who stay on campus' will have to find a place to rent in the commercial area outside the college.

When he arrived at the fourth-grade girls' dormitory, the gatekeeper stopped him as a matter of course, refusing to let him in no matter what she said. In the end, she had no choice but to call Xia down so that she could lead him into her room.

"Why did you suddenly come over?" Xia asked as she brewed black tea in the mini kitchen, wearing a long dress and white slippers.

Domi sat on the sofa in the small living room, looking at Shia, and casually said while resting his chin on his hand:

"The Crown Prince went to Edward, the Second Prince went to Argyle, so isn't it normal for me to go to the Fifth Princess?"

Shia rolled her eyes: "Nonsense, keep talking nonsense."

Then he placed a steaming cup of hot black tea, brewed with the finest tea leaves, on the coffee table in front of Domi, and sat down next to Domi, picking up the teacup and blowing on it.

Domi could see out of the corner of his eye that Xia was still wearing the bracelet he had given her last time, and he felt a strange sense of pleasure.

After they both took a small sip and put down their teacups, they began to get down to business.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong? I'm your fiancé! Aren't you happy that I made time to see you?"

"I'm not happy at all, I'm too annoyed to even think about it."

In fact, she was quite happy to see Domi, but she had to keep a straight face, otherwise she would be manipulated later.

“Okay, okay,” Domi shrugged and confessed, “Actually, I just came here to freeload a meal. I didn’t even eat anything after class before coming here.”

"Are you so sure I'm getting a free meal here?"

"Because I know you don't like eating in the cafeteria, so I converted a mini kitchen in my dorm room and came over right at mealtimes."

Xia gave up completely, rubbing her forehead and saying, "Fine, fine! What do you want to eat? I'll go to the convenience store and buy some."

Let's go together!

And so, Domi, carrying two baskets, went out with Shea.

Domi was still wearing his brown suit uniform, and so was Shia, who was still wearing her white home dress. The only difference was that she had changed her shoes to loafers and put on a pair of white socks with cute lace trim. Domi stared blankly at her, wishing he could stuff his... cough cough, I can't think about it anymore, that would make me a pervert.

The number of passersby turning their heads was almost 100%. They had never seen a princess like this before. Wasn't it a bit too ordinary?

Domi noticed this too, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really okay to come out without changing your clothes?"

Shia's expression remained calm as she softly said, "Everyone knows you're my fiancé. With you here, what do I need to worry about?"

dong dong dong-

Oh no, my heart is beating so fast, is this what it feels like to have a fluttering heart?

Seeing how Domi glared at everyone he met, Shia couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Her eyebrows and eyes curved like willow leaves, making her extremely beautiful.

Only when she's with Domi can she feel so safe and open to laugh.

There is a convenience store near each dormitory building, which also serves as a department store and a farmers market. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a supermarket in another world.

It's just a bit small in scale, after all, its main purpose is to provide convenience for students in need.

As dinner time approaches, some students who want to cook in their dormitories will come here on time to buy fresh vegetables and meat to take home and cook.

Today, Shia and Domi also joined this glorious queue.

"Tomato, want some?" Xia asked, her fair little hand precisely picking up the best tomato from the pile.

"eat!"

"Potatoes, want some?"

"eat!"

"Sirloin?"

"eat!"

"Then let's make braised beef brisket with potatoes today."

"it is good!"

"If you eat everything, then what's the point of you coming along?"

Domi lifted the two large baskets in her hands, one filled with vegetables and meat, and the other with various cakes, drinks, and snacks: "I'm helping you carry your things~"

"really……"

The moment they finished paying at the front desk and walked out together, Xia finally understood the difference.

So this is what it feels like to go grocery shopping with someone you like and buy groceries for dinner together.

"I wish every day could be like this..."

Did you say anything?

“No,” Shia shook her head, “Let’s go quickly, I’m a little hungry.”

Back in their dorm, the two of them went into the mini kitchen together, divided the work, and efficiently finished making the braised beef and potato stew before seven o'clock, filling the room with its aroma.

If Shia comes alone, she'll probably have to wait until after 7:30.

She took off her apron and placed it in its usual spot, then walked to the small dining table and sat down.

"I didn't know you could cook."

"I just do whatever you say; I don't know anything about myself."

"Really?" Xia asked with a doubtful look.

"It's more real than gold! If I ever become so poor that I have nothing to eat, you have to take me in, sister!"

"Naughty."

The two smiled at each other and then began to eat the dishes they had cooked at the small dining table.

Under the warm light, around the square table, two teenagers beamed with the happiest smiles.

Although it's a little less sophisticated than before, the warmth and fulfillment it brings are unparalleled.

It would be even better to have a little low-alcohol drink after you've filled your stomach.

When the moon is high in the sky, neither Domi nor Shia like to turn on the lights if they are in their own rooms. They prefer the feeling of moonlight shining through the window.

After washing the dishes and cutlery, Domi sat back down on the sofa, took a small sip of his wine, observed the atmosphere, and finally spoke:

"Sia, I'd like to know your thoughts on the struggle for the throne."

"So this is why you came to see me, isn't it?" She leaned against the window, appearing very calm.

“One of them,” Domi corrected:

“I now hold a quarter of the family’s support, and you know that. I can’t hand it over to anyone other than you. So I want to know your thoughts and then decide whether to let my power become your sword or your shield.”

This question didn't require much thought for her, and Shia quickly answered:

"As always, I have no intention of vying for the throne..."

As she said this, hesitation and struggle were evident in her eyes:

"But...but I don't want you to get stuck in this quagmire like me. Historically, very few members of royalty have been able to protect themselves..."

The more time Xia spent with Domi, the more she could feel his feelings for her, and the more she cherished them. Her initial feelings of using him had long since faded away, especially when Domi was willing to do anything to give her an engagement ring.