8-star mage

"Oh, the system crashed, so I can't even get an appraisal," Ryoshu sighed, his voice tinged with frustration and resignation. He felt a wave of irritation wash over him, his shoulders slumping slightly as the day's weight seemed to settle more heavily upon them.

With a deep breath, he stood up, bracing himself for what would come next: England's national anthem. The familiar tune began to play, and although the surrounding students sang with gusto, Ryoshu merely moved his lips in sync with the music.

He didn't know the lyrics, and this charade was his only way to get through the ordeal without drawing too much attention to himself. He felt a bit of a fraud, but it was better than openly admitting his ignorance.

He glanced down at the cheap watch strapped to his wrist, its plastic casing and flimsy strap a stark reminder of his current misfortunes. He let out an exasperated breath, the sound lost amidst the singing. "Now I have to learn how to use this damn thing," he thought, his an
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