Miltank took the little red flower and imdiately put it into its small cabinet with joy on its face.
At that mont, the two parties reached a deal.
Miltank put the small school bag [Ultimate·Milk Drink] on its back, and moved towards the door lightly.
When it reached the door, it turned around a little, and mooed at Sylveon who was following behind it.
Sylveon pouted its lips in disdain, but it still stretched out a ribbon and wrapped it around the door lock. After it twisted the door lock lightly, the door was unlocked.
Imdiately afterward, it grabbed the doorknob and twisted it open, carefully pulling the door inward.
A cold wind blew into the room, causing the two magical spirits to shiver slightly.
"Moo!" Miltank exhaled a cold breath. It quickly returned to the bedroom, took out its cherished scarf from the small cabinet, and put it on.
Sylveon squinted at it, but didn't go for its scarf.
Two magical spirits, one behind the other, slipped out of the dormitory for the first ti on a night when the moon was high.
Miltank waited outside for a while before Sylveon closed the door behind it.
Inside the door, Gatomon's ears twitched a few tis and then stopped again.
...
They brought the keys with them, of course, and it was hidden in Miltank's school bag.
The two magical spirits raised their heads slightly and looked at the empty corridor on the second floor, with a hint of bewildernt flashing in their eyes.
Let alone moving around the castle, they had never even set foot in the corridor outside their dormitory before.
But not long after, the corners of Sylveon's mouth turned up, revealing a hint of uncontrollable excitent.
At this ti, it was just after eleven o'clock, and the students who were going to start classes tomorrow had all returned to their dormitories.
In the corridor, which seed extra empty compared to the magical spirit's petite size, it was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.
Looking at the other end, the end of the corridor gradually disappeared into the thick darkness, showing a trace of coldness that was hard to find during the day.
"Moo." Miltank said slightly nervously.
But Sylveon's excitent continued to run high.
Although Sylveon was not the incarnation of the night like the moon spirit, it was also naturally favored by the moonlit night.
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