Chapter 149: The Knight Began to Hate Martial Arts Tournaments (4)
"I wonder if he’s already had lunch."
Ring-ring.
The faint sound of a bicycle bell echoed as the rider pedaled furiously.
Levi was once again riding her bicycle diligently. She had grown familiar with the path she now traveled daily. Strangely, even the once bumpy roads seemed to have been repaired, making her journey smoother than ever.
Clatter.
In the basket of her bike was a fairly large lunchbox, packed to the brim with food she had prepared herself. Having recently learned some cooking tips from Tristan’s chef, she was confident it wouldn’t taste bad.
"I hope he likes it..."
She had poured her heart into preparing this meal for one person.
As long as he appreciated her effort, all her hard work would be worthwhile.
More than anything, she knew him well—he wasn’t the kind of person who would dismiss such a heartfelt gesture. Quite the opposite; he was someone who would savor it with genuine appreciation.
"Hmm..."
Thinking about it made Levi’s cheeks flush slightly, and she pedaled faster.