I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 304 Treats for the Babies

Lyla waved her hand with a smile. "Ah, fine then, Dante. But in this house, you’ll eat properly."

"Yes, ma’am," Dante said quietly, his deep voice carrying a trace of amusement.

When Alina dared to look up again, she caught him watching her—his expression unreadable but his eyes warm. The sight made her chest flutter.

Ethan looked between them and sighed dramatically. "If he eats any more, Mom, the chair might break," he muttered under his breath.

Lyla swatted him playfully with the towel. "Nonsense. A strong man like him needs a proper breakfast!"

Dante’s lips curved slightly at that, and Alina quickly looked away, pretending to sip her coffee, her heart beating far too fast for an ordinary morning.

After breakfast, Alina hugged her aunt tightly, whispering a few quick goodbyes before rushing toward the door. "I’ll call you when we reach!" she promised, grabbing her bag. Aunt Lyla and Ethan followed her to the gate, waving with smiles that carried both pride and warmth.

Dante stood near the car, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, watching her with his usual calm expression. The morning sunlight caught his dark hair, making it gleam faintly, and Alina tried not to notice how effortlessly elegant he looked even in the simplest of settings.

She climbed into the driver’s seat, started the engine, and pulled out of the driveway. The tires crunched lightly against the road as they sped through the quiet streets, the soft hum of the car filling the silence between them.

But that silence didn’t last long, because Alina kept glancing at the clock on the dashboard, her brows drawn in worry. It was already 7:19. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Oh no," she murmured, her voice tight with concern. "If traffic starts building up, I’ll be late for class!"

Her fingers tightened slightly around the steering wheel, and the car jerked forward a little faster.

From the passenger seat, Dante’s smooth voice broke through her rush. "Miss Alina, please don’t be in such a hurry," he said calmly, faint amusement curling in his tone. "Once we reach the edge of the forest, we’ll use a portal. You won’t be late."

Alina blinked, glancing at him with relief. "Really?"

He nodded once. "Really."

Her shoulders relaxed, and a small smile tugged at her lips. "Thank goodness," she muttered softly, releasing a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

A few seconds passed before she spoke again, her tone thoughtful. "Um, sir... can I stop by somewhere for a minute?"

He turned his head slightly toward her. "For what?"

She smiled sheepishly. "I want to buy some snacks for the babies. They were so upset yesterday about the treasure chest..." Her cheeks warmed at the memory of their angry little faces and the way Boo had scolded her. "Maybe I should surprise them today with real treats."

Dante’s eyes softened, and he nodded. "Go ahead. It’s a good idea."

Her heart warmed a little at his approval. "Thank you, sir," she said sincerely.

She took the next turn and slowed near a small convenience store tucked at the corner of the road. The shutters were half-open, and the sleepy shopkeeper was still arranging items on the counter. Alina smiled in relief. "Thankfully, it’s open!" she said, already unbuckling her seatbelt.

"I’ll be quick!" she added before hurrying inside, her steps light and eager.

Dante watched her through the windshield, his fingers resting loosely against his chin.

Inside the small convenience store, the morning felt calm and homely. The faint hum of the refrigerator blended with the jingling bell over the door as Alina stepped in. The sleepy shopkeeper greeted her with a half-smile, still arranging biscuit packets on the shelves.

Alina quickly grabbed a basket and began walking through the narrow aisles, her eyes scanning the colorful packets. "Hmm... something hard for Rocky, sweet for Boo, fruity for Felix, and... oh! Vlad Jr. will love these cookies." She started piling her basket with every cute, baby-friendly snack she could find—tiny fruit puddings, marshmallow cakes, mini chocolate rolls, honey biscuits, and even juice boxes shaped like animals.

By the time she reached the counter, the small basket was overflowing.

The shopkeeper blinked. "Ma’am, are you... hosting a party?"

Alina flushed, laughing awkwardly. "Ah—no, just... snacks for kids."

The man raised an eyebrow but smiled. "Lucky kids," he said as he began scanning each item one by one.

Outside, Dante sat in the car, resting his elbow casually on the window frame, watching the store entrance. When Alina finally stepped out, balancing two full bags of snacks, his expression flickered with disbelief.

He opened the car door for her, his tone calm but dry. "I thought you said you were just getting some snacks."

Alina blinked innocently as she placed the bags on the back seat. "I did!"

He glanced at the mountain of colorful packets spilling out of the bags. "This looks like you bought the entire shop."

She laughed nervously. "Ah, well... I couldn’t decide. They all looked so cute, and I didn’t want anyone to feel left out. Drake will cry if Boo gets more than him, and if Luna doesn’t like her snack, she’ll make that grumpy face, and Boo will start making dramatic statements if I don’t get him something he likes—so, better to be fair."

Dante stared at her for a long second, then looked away, hiding a small smile. "You sound more like a mother than a teacher."

That made Alina’s heart skip for a second. She blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected warmth in his tone. "Well... someone has to make sure they’re all happy," she said softly, her eyes glimmering with affection.

He hummed in response, his gaze lingering on her profile for a moment longer than necessary before turning toward the window. "Let’s go then," he said quietly.

"Yes, sir." Alina smiled, settling back into her seat. She turned to check the bags in the back, then straightened and started the car.

The engine purred softly as they drove toward the forest path. The trees ahead swayed gently in the morning breeze, sunlight flickering through the leaves.

From the back seat, the snack bags rustled faintly with each bump in the road.