In the old coffee shop in the northern district of Iketer, several cats walked in a line across the floor.

Julianna watched the cats in their red military uniforms out of the corner of her eye, wondering why they were patrolling. Perhaps it was a unique feature of the Iketer coffee shop.

"Julianna, during these two weeks you've been in Iketer... I've actually wanted to have dinner with you every day. Would you mind meeting me like this every day?"

Loren's gentle voice reached her, and Julianna looked up at him again.

"This…"

Julianna was very happy inside, and her heart beat faster.

But she was also a little scared.

Because she was thinking of it as a date with Loren, but Loren was emphasizing dinner. Was this a deliberate attempt to maintain a boundary with her?

[He obviously likes you. If he didn't like you, why would he want to have dinner with you every day?]

The voice of the Love Assistant came, seemingly sensing Julianna's uneasy heartbeat and breathing.

Is that so?

Julianna was completely confused.

[Unless I really like someone, I wouldn't want to have dinner with them every day. Think about it, even delicious food wouldn't taste as good if you were eating with someone you dislike. But if you're eating with someone you like, your appetite will improve accordingly.]

After listening to the Love Assistant's analysis, Julianna thought about it carefully.

It did make sense.

[Agree to him. Just have dinner with him.]

…

The two of them sat on sofas on either side of the low table, silent for a moment.

"I heard you've been busy with work lately... But if you have free time after work, of course I'd be willing to have dinner with you every day."

Julianna said slowly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it.

She had originally wanted to say, "Of course I'd be willing to see you every day."

But those words that would make her face burn felt stuck in her throat.

Then she searched her brain for vocabulary, and found that it was all "dinner," which the Love Assistant always had on her lips, and it had almost taken over her brain. That was the sentence that came out!

At the same time, on the other side of the low table.

[See? I told you, she just wants to have dinner with you.]

The voice of the Love Drill Sergeant rang in Loren's ears.

Loren nodded slightly, still shaken.

He almost became an overzealous suitor.

Julianna had agreed to go on dates with him, but only on the premise of normal interaction like friends.

The Love Drill Sergeant, a master recommended by Professor Polao, would definitely not be wrong in his judgment.

Loren was certain that unless he was greatly disturbed and misled, the Love Drill Sergeant could not misjudge a girl's thoughts.

[Don't worry. For this type of girl, if she has dinner with someone she dislikes, even delicious food won't taste as good to her. But if it's with someone she likes, her appetite will improve accordingly. So, it looks like she already considers you to be someone quite close to her.]

After listening to the Drill Sergeant's analysis, Loren felt that things weren't so bad after all.

But how should he interact with this kind of girl?

And listening to the Drill Sergeant... how did it feel more like raising an animal than dating a girl...?

[If you feed her every day, you'll naturally become closer. As the saying goes, 'Love a person like raising a pig.' Don't you think it's a comforting thing to feed her to her heart's content every day, and see the happy look on her face when she eats? If one day you can fatten her up, you'll feel like your life is complete...]

The Love Drill Sergeant spoke in a gentle tone, as if recalling the past.

Loren listened and tried to remember the Love Drill Sergeant's teachings, thinking that it made sense.

He would learn what the Drill Sergeant taught.

At least so far, Julianna seemed quite satisfied with the date.

…

Across the street from the coffee shop, at a spacious outdoor seating area of a restaurant, a man occupied a space all to himself. An office magic device and several scattered documents were spread out in front of him, and he seemed to be deeply immersed in a sea of work.

He wore a black baseball cap and simple dark-colored shirt and cargo pants, but they couldn't hide his innate handsome temperament.

Next to him, a small cat as black as night lay leisurely on a chair, occasionally lazily raising its eyes to look at passersby, or elegantly stretching its body. Its eyes sparkled, full of curiosity about the world around it.

Lanchi sometimes spoke to himself with a magic earphone on, and sometimes gently stroked the black cat's head.

As everyone knew, the highest level of stalking was to make the person you're stalking follow you.

Since Lanchi had planned Loren's itinerary, he would always appear one step ahead of Loren's destinations, doing his own thing like a passerby.

Now he was sitting in the outdoor seating area, working while keeping an eye on Loren's movements.

When necessary, he might even change his appearance and personally help Loren.

"Meow, meow, meow, how is it going?"

Cat Boss floated to the top of Lanchi's head, tilted its cat head in confusion, and looked into Lanchi's eyes.

It had been listening to Lanchi and Loren's conversation the whole time and didn't dare to make a sound.

"It's not a problem, but why do I feel a strange sense of déjà vu about the woman..."

Lanchi rubbed his chin, frowned slightly next to the wooden table, and fell into thought.

Today's date was simpler than expected.

And strangely, although the other party didn't seem like a normal person, he could always guess what she was thinking, as if he could connect with her brainwaves.

"Who are you talking about?"

Cat Boss leaned closer and asked.

"T-h-a-t w-o-m-a-n."

Lanchi didn't dare to say her name and wrote the words in his notebook.

"Do you have to add so many dots to such a small matter?"

Cat Boss questioned.

"Are you talking about t-h-a-t o-n-e?"

Cat Boss also used telekinetic magic to take Lanchi's pen and wrote on the paper.

"Yes."

Lanchi nodded.

Although the possibility of telepathy didn't theoretically exist, he had dreamed yesterday that Tata could read his thoughts regardless of distance and appeared like a ghost to capture him and press him to the ground, scaring Lanchi awake while shouting, "Don't kill me!"

He hadn't had such a terrifying dream in a long time.

"Wouldn't that be something, meow? How could Tata know Princess Julianna of the Yarolan Kingdom? And hasn't Princess Julianna only been in the Hutton Kingdom for a few days?"

The little black cat jumped onto the table and looked at Lanchi.

"That's true."

Lanchi suddenly smiled in relief.

Come to think of it, if Tata could teach people about love, she wouldn't have been single for hundreds of years.

As everyone knew, dreams were the opposite of reality.

He could chat freely now. Cat Boss Restaurant and Iketer Academy were both in the eastern district of Iketer. They had already arrived in the northern district of Iketer, so they wouldn't accidentally run into her.

(End of this chapter)