In Lyon's eyes, the permeating aura coming out from the plate that Selena carried was more menacing than the glares of the other five teachers. He gulped at the smile that his wife gave him and the sweet notion behind her glance. He now knew who was the worst cook— out of the two wives. ( Is that thing even edible? ) thought Lyon as he considered the globby thing a threat.
"Darling, you're goosebumps rose," Selena chuckled.
"Uh... yeah," Lyon nodded with a smile before he said, "That's all because of the act of service that you're doing right now, I'm touched beyond measure."
"Hehe," Selena smiled as she tilted her head.
The three students were at a loss seeing the two of them seemed to have their own world. The beauty barged in without a knock and gave only steps. Her presence was wonderfully pleasing to their eyes, however, there was nothing hiding that sinister purple aura coming from the masterpiece on the plate that she brought.
