On the Ark.

“Yes.” Nightingale nodded. “Sister Nearl also said that tomorrow is the final treatment, and after tomorrow I will be cured and no longer a patient. They said Pineapple Bun will cure me, and if I want to see Pineapple Bun, I can wait until daytime. But during the day, Pineapple Bun ignores me, so I came out.”

"Really?" Lin Ye asked softly, "Then do you think I can cure you?"

“If it’s a pineapple bun, then there’s definitely no problem,” Nightingale answered without much hesitation. “Pineapple buns are the best.”

Lin Ye felt a pang of unease. While being trusted was a fortunate thing, he wasn't that capable. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person who only lived for twenty years, and this life wasn't much better. Being a transmigrator was probably the most shameful thing imaginable; after two years in this world, he was only a half-baked psychologist.

While other time travelers were busy saving the world, he was hiding in a small city treating cats and dogs.

After finishing the cookies Lin Ye gave her, Nightingale said to Lin Ye, "I'm still hungry."

What else would you like to eat?

"Pineapple Bun."

Lin Ye nodded.

Sure enough, he asked another pointless question.

“But they don’t sell pineapple buns at this time,” Lin Ye said, pointing to the wall clock. “The cafeteria sells late-night snacks now, and they don’t sell pineapple buns then, as you should know.”

"Oh." Nightingale's expression immediately turned somber. "But I really want to eat it."

"There's nothing to eat... Never mind." Lin Ye shook his head, then stood up. "Let's go to the cafeteria and see if they've made anything today."

Nightingale's eyes immediately lit up, making Lin Ye chuckle. Running away through the window late at night, her boots gone, her thigh scraped, her face covered in mud, yet all she could think about was pineapple buns. Truly a child's nature, both amusing and perplexing.

"But I need to call Shining first." Lin Ye took out his phone and waved it in front of Nightingale. "It's not good that you snuck out."

The nightingale shook her head: "I don't want to go back."

"I didn't ask you to go back." Lin Ye dialed Shining's number. "I just want Shining to know that you're with me."

Shining quickly answered Lin Ye's call. Judging from her reaction, she clearly knew Nightingale had run away. After Lin Ye explained the situation to her, Shining was silent for a moment before asking, "Was it her who came to see you?"

Lin Ye understood what Shanling meant and hummed in agreement.

“As expected,” Shining said softly, “in that child’s heart, you are indeed more important than any of us.”

Lin Ye did not speak.

"In that case, let her come with you. Let her do whatever she wants tonight."

"Understood." Just as Lin Ye was about to hang up the phone, Shanling spoke again.

"Lin Ye".

"Ok?"

"Do you think we're doing the wrong thing?" Shining asked.

Lin Ye raised his head, meeting Nightingale's expectant gaze, and said softly, "Growing up is not a bad thing, if what we are doing is truly helping her grow."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

“Let’s go,” he said to Nightingale, trying to sound casual. “Let’s go get some pineapple buns.”

It seemed like it had been a long time since Lin Ye had brought Nightingale to the cafeteria for pineapple buns. Lin Ye remembered that he had promised her he would bring her for breakfast. But this little thing had always fallen through for various reasons, until now, as they stood in front of the cafeteria window, looking at the menu for tonight's late-night snack.

There are still no pineapple buns.

Nightingale looked at the menu three or four times, counting each item one by one, her eyes dimming with each count.

Lin Ye looked somewhat uncomfortable and went directly to ask the head chef.

The chef also did not respond.

Lin Ye had no choice but to return to Nightingale's side and ask her, "There are no more pineapple buns left. Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"

The nightingale shook its head.

How about tiramisu?

"I do not want to eat."

"Durian cake?"

"It tastes really weird."

“You didn’t say that before,” Lin Ye sighed. “But we still don’t. We can’t just ask the chef to make it to order… wait a minute.”

Lin Ye raised his head and looked towards the back kitchen of the restaurant.

"Perhaps we can give it a try," Lin Ye said.

Nightingale looked at him with some confusion.

Twenty minutes later, the late-night snack time ended, the cafeteria worker locked the cafeteria door, and then leisurely went home. Two minutes later, Lin Ye and Nightingale sneaked up to the cafeteria entrance.

"What the hell?" Lin Ye stared wide-eyed at the lock on the cafeteria door. "It's a physical lock? Not an electronic one?"

Nightingale asked Lin Ye, "Are you going in to steal something?"

"nonsense."

Lin Ye regretted not talking to the cafeteria worker properly instead of trying to show off by making pineapple buns for Nightingale.

Now he can't even get in. He was thinking that if the cafeteria used electronic locks, he could use his access card to open the door. But it turns out the cafeteria still uses physical locks. How is he supposed to open a physical lock?

Lin Ye thought for a moment, then looked down at the black steel sword hanging at his waist.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Ye said somewhat helplessly, "I feel like Zilan is going to yell at me to death tomorrow, but..."

Then he drew his sword.

The nightingale asked, puzzled, "Pineapple Bun, what are you doing?"

Lin Ye slowly raised his sword: "Of course..."

Then he slashed down fiercely.

The sharp black steel sword easily severed the lock, and Nightingale stared in astonishment.

"...I'll take you to eat pineapple buns."

Chapter 129 Making Pineapple Buns (4K)

Lin Ye broke three locks in succession: the front door, the kitchen, and the kitchen cabinets.

I've been practicing swordsmanship with Yato for a month, and I'm not sure how much my swordsmanship has improved, but I feel quite comfortable cutting through locks. That can probably be considered a result of my training, but I don't know if Yato will acknowledge it.

After moving all the ingredients from the cupboard to the table, Lin Ye noticed that Nightingale's eyes shone like summer stars.

"Pineapple bun." Nightingale gave Lin Ye a thumbs up. "Amazing!"

"I haven't even started yet."

The nightingale asked, "Can you do it?"

"Of course I can." Lin Ye slightly raised the corners of his mouth and began to boast, "There's nothing I can't make. I used to be a pastry chef in a bakery, and everyone loved my pastries, especially the pineapple buns."

The nightingale's beak was open in an "O" shape.

Lin Ye was quite satisfied with Nightingale's reaction. Then, when Nightingale shifted her attention to the ingredients, he secretly took out a small notebook from under the table. He had seen this notebook as soon as he entered the room. It contained recipes for various pastries, including pineapple buns, which he had seen the chef use not long ago.

He turned to that page.

"Cream, milk, eggs, sugar..." Lin Ye muttered the names of these ingredients as he picked them out and set them aside. "Tsk, why is it so complicated?"

Hearing Lin Ye's mutterings, Nightingale looked up at him and tilted her head: "Pineapple Bun, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, I was just saying it's too simple." Lin Ye slung the notebook behind his back so Nightingale wouldn't see it. "How many do you want to eat?"

"A lot."

"How much is 'a lot'?"

The nightingale replied, "A lot is a lot."

Lin Ye nodded. Since that was the case, he'd just throw all the ingredients in. He was definitely going to get scolded tomorrow anyway; one scolding or two, it was all the same. Then Lin Ye found the tin can containing the sugar, which even had a small lock on it. He placed the candy can on the table, and just as he was about to chop it open with his sword, he suddenly remembered something.

Terra is very different from the world he was in before. As mentioned before, sugar is a scarce luxury. In some places, it can even be considered a strategic resource. Although it's not quite that extreme on Rhodes Island, Lin Ye still knows the value of the small jar of sugar in his hand.

Although Rhodes Island's cafeteria makes desserts, the sugar content is actually very low. In Lin Ye's previous world, desserts with only this level of sweetness would definitely be unacceptable. However, in the world of Terra, as long as there is even a hint of sweetness, it is considered a good dessert.

Realizing the value of this jar of candy, Lin Ye also considered the consequences of opening it. It would definitely be more serious than opening the first three locks. And once all the candy in this jar was used up... tsk, why think so much? We're already here.

Lin Ye casually used his sword to cut open the last lock, then said to Nightingale, "Tonight I'll let you taste what a real pineapple bun tastes like."

The nightingale blinked.

Then Lin Ye began his performance. Although he only had the recipe, it was enough for him. There was one thing he didn't lie to Nightingale about: he really had worked at a bakery, albeit only as a mascot dressed as Kumamon, handing out flyers at the store entrance. But he would occasionally go to the kitchen to watch how the pastry chefs made pastries and bread.

The saying "never eaten pork, but at least seen pigs run" perfectly describes Lin Ye.

Recalling the way those pastry chefs made their pastries, Lin Ye took a deep breath and began his performance in front of Nightingale. He cracked eggs, kneaded dough, and stirred the egg mixture and flour with a mixer, his movements swift and precise, a faint smile on his face, like that of a highly skilled pastry chef, every action radiating confidence.

While casually observing the Nightingale's changing expressions out of the corner of his eye, Lin Ye was quite satisfied.

That's how it should be done. Even if you've never done it before, you should act as if you've done it a million times.

"The pineapple bun is amazing," Nightingale said.

Lin Ye stirred faster, but remained calm, saying, "Basic operation."

Then the mixer slipped from my hand and flew into the corner of the wall.

Nightingale's eyes were still fixed on Lin Ye's hand.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, but fortunately Lin Ye had a thick skin and coughed twice: "That's about enough, let's move on to the next step."

"What's next?" Nightingale asked curiously.

"Next step is... Liz, could you go outside and keep watch for me?"

What is a lookout?

"Just to see if anyone comes."

Nightingale gave an "oh" and then reluctantly left. Lin Ye quickly took out his notebook to see what to do next.

"First like this, then like this, and finally like this."

When Nightingale returned, Lin Ye quickly tossed the notebook aside and mentally reviewed the next steps. He then realized he couldn't quite remember what he'd just read. He felt he was being a bit too proud and making things difficult for himself. Wouldn't it have been better to just admit he didn't know how and honestly look at the notebook?

However, there's no other way now, so we have to bite the bullet and go for it.