Fake Regressor Apocalypse

Confronting Lora (2)

Lora was obviously taken aback by my straightforward behaviour, but she quickly regained her composure and gestured for me to follow her.

"Can we talk somewhere in private?"

"Where do you want to talk?"

"Nowhere special... What about that cafe near the dormitory?"

"Can."

After some consideration, I decided to agree and talk at the cafe because I also wanted to see what new medicine this b*tch was planning to sell this time.

And of course these things were better discussed in private, as there were already enough rumours spreading about me, and I didn't want more of them.

Although every time I look at her, my blood boils, but after nearly two months of noticing her almost daily, I have indeed developed some mental tolerance.

Following Lora, we boarded a minibus and got off near the dormitory buildings. We then went to the cafe closest to them and found a corner seat with a side window.

As all students had just finished their lunch and were going back to their dormitories, the cafe was