Mike pretended it was his first time seeing Shirley, asking with feigned curiosity, "I thought I heard someone say they were hungry, so I came to check. Was that you?" Shirley pouted, leaning her body fully against the wall, and asked bluntly, "So, are you going to give me something good to eat, or what?" She always wore her hair in twin ponytails, the slightly wavy locks falling to her waist, making her already soft and cute appearance look even more adorable. Mike's eyes lit up instantly, barely concealing the excitement and joy bubbling beneath the surface. He forced himself to stay calm as he pulled out a boxed meal and asked casually, "Huh? You want some?" The moment Shirley saw what was inside the box, her eyes sparkled. She nodded eagerly like a little chick pecking at rice. "Uh-huh, uh-huh!" "But this is my food. Why should I give it to you?" Mike deliberately put on a troubled expression. Shirley instantly deflated, her little lips forming a pitiful pout—she really couldn't just demand someone else's food. "Unless ... you act cute for me. Then I'll give you all this food, and throw in these candies too." Mike smoothly shifted into bribery mode. He had already done his homework. Shirley had a serious sweet tooth, and that was her weakness. Shirley perked up, casting a curious glance at Mike as her eyes darted around. Who this guy was didn't matter. There was no reason to refuse free food delivered right to her door. Especially those candies—just looking at them was making her drool. She stared pitifully at Mike, brought her tiny fists up under her chin, and started meowing. "Meow, meow, meow!" Mike's heart rate shot through the roof. The sheer cuteness hit him like a truck, sending tingles through his entire body. If they weren't in such an inappropriate setting, he probably would've gotten a nosebleed. He cleared his throat, barely managing to compose himself, and said with exaggerated reluctance, "Well ... since you look so pitiful, I guess I'll be generous and give you the food." With a pained expression, he passed the boxed meal through the window. Shirley's face immediately lit up with joy. She chirped sweetly, "Thank you, mister!" and snatched it up in a flash. Mike's eyebrow arched. He was quite pleased with that sweet "mister," but he couldn't resist teasing her further. "Aren't you worried the food might be poisoned?" "Nope." Shirley didn't even look up as she started opening the container. Mike blinked. "Oh?" "If it's poisoned, I'll just poison you right back." Shirley added matter-of-factly. Mike was speechless.Still unwilling to give up, he tried again. "But now that you've eaten my food, you owe me a favor, right?" Shirley looked up and glared at him. "Thora says anyone who asks for favors is a bad guy." Mike had no response. Thora? Wasn't that the underclassman who had taken Roxen's car? Shirley seemed to be glued to that guy all the time. Could she have a thing for him? Pushing aside the doubt in his heart, Mike argued with mock seriousness, "That's a fair point, but everyone except me is a bad guy." Shirley scoffed. "Dude, you've got some thick skin." She wasn't stupid—she just looked young. That didn't mean she was easy to fool. Mike felt his heart shatter into pieces. Shirley gave him a dismissive smile, then turned around to focus on her meal, completely ignoring him.Mike gazed at Shirley's small, soft figure from behind, his Adam's apple bobbing. She was way too cute. She fit his ideal type perfectly, as if made just for him. Watching the girl swing her legs happily as she ate, a smile crept onto his face. He turned and quietly slipped out of the solitary confinement cell. ... Meanwhile, in Astralis Empire. "Achoo!" Oliver couldn't hold back a sneeze. He elegantly pulled out a tissue to cover his nose and mouth, then tossed it into the trash. His brow furrowed, his expression turning serious. "I don't know why, but I've had this uneasy feeling the past couple of days." The feeling was intense—just like the times Shirley used to get into trouble. It left him restless. Could Shirley have caused some kind of mess at Blue Star Military Academy? Or worse ... run into someone she shouldn't have. A strange sense of worry and impending danger quietly crept into his heart... It was unsettling.