Pão do Paraíso
Após se formar na Academia Imperial de Prata, Jasti, por não ter conexões, foi enviada como uma pequena oficial para uma região subdesenvolvida. O que aos olhos dos outros era uma terra pobre, para Jasti era o paraíso; o motivo era simples: ali havia muitos belos rapazes, todos pobres, que se ajoelhavam diante dela em troca de um pedaço de pão. A heroína conduziu os habitantes da vila ao caminho militar, gerenciando tudo de forma familiar para enriquecer. As leis do império não os alcançavam; eles só obedeciam às ordens divinas e aos comandos de Jasti. Como uma aranha com cabeça, os membros só se movem sob sua direção. Cada pessoa tem uma maneira única de fazer pão em casa e seus valores são simples: ao oferecer seu pão, entregam também o coração, e ao comer, nunca mais podem devolver.
Pão do Paraíso
On Valentine’s Day in the year 221 of the Xingyuan Calendar, all the senior female students at the Imperial Silver Academy received invitations to the Grand Prince’s ball.
Jasti, a senior, was torn between buying a dress and covering a month’s living expenses. If she could catch a noble suitor at the ball, she might secure a promising future after graduation, with no worries about her livelihood.
Going hungry for a month wouldn’t kill her, but the chance to attend an elite ball came only once. With the heart of a gambler, Jasti went to a boutique to buy a fitting gown.
After graduation, students would be assigned to various regions for service; everyone hoped for a good outcome.
On Valentine’s Day, many of Jasti’s classmates took leave to prepare for the evening’s ball.
The instructor for the morning class had not yet arrived. Jasti sat by the window, propping her face with one hand, lost in thought. She hadn’t eaten breakfast and felt hungry.
Suddenly, the window was pushed open from outside, and a figure jumped in. It was Misar. Jasti turned her head, and a can of breakfast milk was bribed into her hand.
Jasti was part of the student council’s disciplinary committee but pretended not to notice any misconduct. She opened the can and drank it; white milk stains marked her lips, which she licked off with her tongue, wasting nothing.
Before long, another figure jumped in, holding a long baguette in their mouth, splitting it in two. Jasti took one half and began to eat.
Her half-closed eyes and indifferent demeanor ensur
