"Vienna," Field couldn't help but say, then carefully put away the array disk, looking at Vienna, "How did you spend the remaining two thousand gold coins?"
Vienna said, "I haven't spent it yet."
Field: "Did you eat well?"
Vienna nodded, "Yes."
Field: "What did you have for lunch?"
Vienna: "Fried eggs, broccoli, and noodles."
Field: "And?"
Vienna: "..."
Seeing Vienna's silence, Field's mouth twitched, "And what? Is that considered eating well?"
Vienna weakly said, "There were eggs..."
"What kind of dish is that?!" Field couldn't help but say, then paused, "Wait, eggs are good, I like eggs too... But you can't just eat eggs and broccoli!"
"How about some meat and vegetables?"
Vienna shrank her neck, "Don't eggs count as... meat and vegetables?"
Field: "..."
"Alright, eggs count as meat and vegetables, but still, you can't just eat eggs and broccoli!"
With that, Field extended two fingers, saying, "At least two dishes and one meat for each meal!"
"This way, you can ensure your basic nutritional needs!"
Field glanced at Holland with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
"Holland, how come you didn't take care of her?"
Holland looked a bit helpless, "I've been busy lately, I haven't even had lunch myself..."
Field: "..."
"Are you all like this?" Field's mouth twitched.
"As researchers, you should take care of your meals!"
"How busy can you be that you can't even spare time for a meal?"
"If you don't eat properly, how can you carry on with magical research?"
Listening to Field's caring but reprimanding words, Vienna pinched her small hand, not daring to move.
While Holland looked a bit amused, she also knew she was in the wrong, so she just listened quietly without saying anything.
Seeing this, Field sighed and softened his tone.
"The body is the capital, girls."
"I'm older than you!" Holland pouted, accepting the previous criticism, but she didn't like Field calling her 'small.'
Vienna also cautiously extended a finger from her sleeve. Although she didn't say anything, it was clear she was indicating she was one year older than him.
Field chuckled, "What do you mean older than me? You're only eighteen, at most we're the same age!"
Holland was taken aback, then smiled, "Oh, right~"
Then Field looked at Vienna, "How are you one year older than me? Don't you know girls are supposed to be eighteen?"
Holland: "..."
Vienna's face, partly obscured by her hair, blushed slightly.
No way.
"Then you're just a little fool," Field said, "The physiological age of fools automatically decreases by two years, so according to that calculation, you're one year younger than me, got it?"
Holland: "..."
Can it be like this?
Now Holland was amused by Field's teasing.
"So, you should listen to me," Field said in a mature tone, "Holland, from now on, you'll make sure Vienna eats on time, okay?"
"If I'm not watching, she'll probably just have fried eggs and broccoli for every meal."
"No problem," Holland nodded, she also had this intention.
What Field said was indeed correct.
Perhaps for Vienna, eggs were already a good dish, but it wasn't enough.
"Vienna, are you okay with that?"
Vienna nodded, "Yes."
Field: "Don't just nod, say 'I'm okay'."
Vienna: "I'm okay."
Field was finally satisfied and nodded.
Then he looked around and said to Holland, "Is there a weighing device here?"
"Huh? Yes." Although Holland was a bit puzzled, she still brought a magical device used for weighing. Many devices in the laboratory had it.
Field nodded and pointed to the weighing magical device towards Vienna, "Come on, stand on it."
Vienna obediently stepped onto it.
Field took a look.
Wow, she weighed only 94 pounds.
"You're too thin!" Field said, "As they say, girls who weigh less than a hundred pounds are either flat-chested or short. How can you be so tall and weigh so little!"
"In a month, if you're still under a hundred, then I'll..."
"I'll take on a Mithril-level mission!"
Vienna, although not knowing how powerful Field was, knew that a Mithril-level mission must be very dangerous, so she quickly waved her hands, "No... no..."
Field chuckled, "Afraid now? So you promise?"
Vienna: "Yes."
Field: "Don't just say 'yes', say you promise."
Vienna: "I promise."
"That's settled then, promises must be kept!" Field said.
Vienna nodded.
Holland watched the two of them, amused.
Field's "threat" was effective on Vienna.
She really was a silly Vienna.
But the next moment, Holland saw Field smirk at her and gestured towards the weighing device.
"Holland, do you want to come and see too?"
Holland's heart tightened, "I... I don't want to!"
Field's words were still fresh in her mind, and she hesitated.
If she went up now and weighed less than a hundred pounds, this mischievous Field would surely tease her.
And if she weighed more...
With her chest size, if she exceeded a hundred, it would mean she had gained weight elsewhere, and she would still be teased by this mischievous Field.
So she definitely wouldn't go up.
Field was a bit disappointed but didn't insist.
His hands would be the scale, and he would find a chance to hug her later to find out.
Although Holland's chest wasn't as big as the boss lady's, her figure was impeccable, not too plump on top, slim waist, where did all the fat go?
Those who understood would understand~
Then Field stretched lazily, saying, "Standing is a bit tiring, let's find a place to sit."
He had been standing behind Vienna for more than half an hour.
But with his physique, this amount of time was nothing, he just wanted to find an excuse to go to Vienna's dormitory to take a look.
Seeing through Field's intentions, Holland didn't refuse but said, "Then let's go to Vienna's dormitory, and I'll show you around."
She knew Field wanted Vienna to be well, and showing him around would also reassure him.
So it was settled, the three of them and a cat moved from the laboratory to Vienna's dormitory.
"This place is nice," Field looked around the not-too-big but not-too-small room and said.
Although not very luxurious, for Vienna, too much luxury would be inappropriate, and too big would be a waste. It was clean, tidy, and the surroundings were nice and quiet, suitable for Vienna.
But Field had one question.
"Why doesn't Vienna have a school uniform?" Field asked.
"School uniforms need to be customized, one thousand five hundred gold, this girl thinks it's too expensive, so she didn't buy it," Holland shook her head and said, "I wanted to give her a set, but she refused, unwilling to let me spend money."
Field nodded
and asked, "Is it okay not to wear a school uniform?"
"The academy doesn't have a strict requirement to wear school uniforms, but the school uniform has good value for money, it's a set of magician equipment, with magic resistance, you can't buy such a good magician suit outside for one thousand five hundred gold."
"And it's a symbol of Heidetis."
"Wearing a school uniform out, many shops know it's a Heidetis student and will give generous discounts, various forces also respect Heidetis students, so students will actively wear school uniforms."
"Not wearing it is fine, not many people will discriminate because of this."
"That's good." Field nodded, calculating in his mind how to give Vienna the dress.
Directly giving it, Vina definitely wouldn't accept, even Professor Holan gave her a school uniform she didn't accept it.
Despite Vina appearing gentle and obedient, deep down she's also stubborn and independent.
The fact that she directly withdrew three thousand from a research fund of five thousand to buy herself a teleportation disc shows she's not just passive, she has her own opinions.
So, giving gifts requires skill, especially if it's a dress.
When a man gives a woman a dress, it implies something ambiguous.
Vina probably wouldn't think much of it, she's intelligent but lacks emotional intelligence; many introverts are like that.
But Holan is different.
So, he can't just give Vina a dress in front of Holan.
So, what should he do?
Just as Field was pondering this, Holan suddenly took out a glowing badge, glanced at it, and said, "I suddenly have an impromptu meeting to attend, probably about the Blood Grounds in the Norfakla Forest."
Field's eyes lit up.
Is Professor Holan so considerate?
He doesn't even need Field to come up with an excuse, he'll just leave?
That's great~
So he said, "Then go quickly, we can't afford to delay on the Blood Grounds matter. Share any news when you get back."
"Okay." Holan nodded, got up to put on his shoes, and Field saw him off.
But just as they reached the door, Holan suddenly turned around and said, "While I'm gone, you mustn't bully Vina, okay?"
"Don't worry!" Field assured, patting his chest.
"And no mischief!" Holan added.
Field was taken aback, his face filled with innocence, "What mischief? Can a man like me even steal?"
Holan: "..."
Go ahead, keep pretending.
She doesn't believe Field doesn't understand.
This guy isn't honest!
Holan pursed his lips, "Anyway, it's not allowed, got it?"
"I got it, don't worry, do you still doubt me?" Field waved his hand.
Holan glanced at him, then nodded, "Okay then, I'm off."
"Off you go."
Though Field is a bit off and not entirely honest, Holan feels he won't do anything underhanded.
So, with that, Professor Holan left, leaving only Vina alone, facing the sly wolf and Field's gang.
During this time, as Field waved goodbye to Holan, whenever Holan turned back, Field would still flash a naive smile.
It wasn't until Holan disappeared at the end of the road that Field retreated back inside, closing the door with a mischievous grin.
"Hehehe~" (Tom closes the door~)
Back inside, he saw Vina standing at the table, extending a finger to gently push the water glass to where Field had just been sitting.
Seeing Field return, she quickly retracted her hand, and if someone didn't know better, they'd think she was up to no good.
Field chuckled, then plopped down on the sofa, took the glass, and proudly took a sip.
Seeing this, Vina once again attempted to take the glass to pour water for Field.
But then Field suddenly grabbed her hand.
Vina trembled, then slowly raised her head to look at Field, only to see him looking at her sleeve.
"Your sweater looks quite worn, almost faded from all the washing," Field said, gently rubbing her sleeve, feeling the texture of the fabric.
It's wool, which is nice, but due to being worn too many times, it's become a bit loose.
Vina nodded, saying, "It's been three years."
"Three years, huh? Then it's time for a change," Field said.
He wanted to use this opportunity to bring up the topic of new clothes, and then he could give Vina the dress.