With Mia Ginger in tow, they attracted quite a few glances as they walked out.
Feeling quite pleased and smug, suddenly he heard a calm and powerful voice from the side, "Mia Ginger!"
Perhaps the voice was too stern, as he reflexively let go of Mia Ginger.
Mia Ginger instinctively turned her head to look.
It was Dallas Taylor.
He must have just returned from outside the school, carrying a plastic bag of fruit in his hand.
He frowned deeply and looked at them with a somber expression.
His expression was a bit odd.
"Your instructor, huh? He looks so fierce." Bob Ginger regained his senses and couldn't help but mutter quietly.
As they spoke, Dallas Taylor walked up to the two.
Suspiciously glanced at Bob Ginger, then raised his hand to beckon Mia Ginger over to the side, speaking solemnly, "It's so late, what are you doing wandering around with a guy?"
"On a date." Mia Ginger shrugged.
"..."
Dallas Taylor's face grew even darker, watching her without speaking.
