That day, after visiting Terrence in the hospital, Harcourt returned to the academy right away.Instead of going to the teacher’s room, she went straight to the counseling department next door.BANGWhen the door closed, everyone inside it was surprised except Harcourt herself.Headmaster Huang, Cromwell, and two other teachers that were gathering in the middle of the room, jolted in surprise.They turned to the door.“Who the hell—"“Harcourt! You’re back!” Headmaster Huang exclaimed nervously. “Do you have business in Counseling Department too?”“Not really. I figured you won’t be in your own room at this hour.” Harcourt replied flatly.The headmaster sweatdropped.“Is there something the matter, Harry…? You look upset.” Cromwell asked Harcourt.The teachers knew that Cromwell has a habit of calling his colleagues with pet names behind closed doors. But since he always uses in moderation, they seldomly protest.Harcourt sighed. “Nothing very important.”“Finally. Someone other than
The next day.Class 4-A.The mid-day bell rings and everyone closes their books.The 4th years are in their final semester as well, and most of them had already finished their assignments. That bell ring is reserved for the classes“Hey, Jake. How’s Terrence?” Patrick asked as he passed Natalie’s desk.Jake looks up at his friend. “He was energetic when we first met. But he turned into an old dog in the hospital. It’s curious.”Patrick smiles helplessly. “The kid can’t walk for a while. You shouldn’t expect him to be up and about…”Jake laughs loudly. “HA HA! Guess not!”Then they talk about something else.Kal stops beside Natalie’s desk. “Aren’t you going to visit him, Nat?”The orange headed girl is scribbling something on her notebook when he asked. She stops what she was doing and frowns at him. “Who were you referring to?”“Come on. You know who.”Natalie closes her eyes. “I don’t know.”Kal sighs. “Your trainee. I didn’t want to mention his name fearing that fiery cockatrice be
“Shh! You’re too loud!” I told him.“B-But you’re supposed to be injured still…! H-How can you stand so easily like that?” The old man points at my foot.I clear my throat. “U-Uhmm… It’s a long story.”‘Which I don’t intent on telling anyone including you.’“Oh… Then it’s good that I have all day! And I brought snacks too.” He shows the sweet box in his hand. “Come, come. Tell me.” The old man gestures to the bed.A drop of sweat rolls down my face. ‘How come did it come to this?’Terrence’s mother had left to buy lunch so I thought I’ll work myself out for a few minutes because I got the room to myself. I anticipated someone coming, which is why I stayed out of the door’s sight, but I didn’t expect them to come barging in like him.But really… Who the hell is this old man?Cromwell stares at Terrence who is looking at him with a very confused expression. He’s unsure of what the young man is thinking right now. “Uhh… Terrence?”I put my hand in front of him. “Wait. Who are you and how
This reality game show is suddenly becoming too realistic for my taste.I mean… If it’s realistic in its battle scene where I can feel physical pain and fear of dying, it’s great! It’s like playing in VR, and I can just act accordingly.But that Cornwell old man isn’t in the game at all, is he? I don’t remember him at all! Which means he must be just an unimportant NPC going rough. Which is… Well… Undesirable.It freaked me out that he knows me already, and that he wanted to sort things out between me and Harcourt.UGH!The shivers!“A-Are you alright, Terrence?!” Terrence’s mother, Floryn, asked as we enter the plaza.Nice breeze sweeps past us as the double glass door close behind us.“Y-Yeah. Just, the wind just startled me, that’s all.” I lied.“Oh you must be cold! Pull up your zipper!” Instead of leaving me to do it myself, she pulls my zipper up for me and fixes my jacket’s hoodie to nestle around my neck.“T-Thank you…” I sweatdropped.I had managed to convince her that my leg
As I got back to the dorm, I ask the System for any other features I have not yet aware off. But it told me that the currently available ones were already known and explored by me already at the exception of the Map. So as I looked for the first person I’d like to meet, I also ‘explored’ the Map to get better sense of it. It’s like a GPS, like in games. It’s almost similar to the map in the Arrow’s feature, but it’s bigger, rotatable, and can appear whenever I want it to. ‘Is this only the Map of the academy?’ It only shows the academy and nothing outside of it. [It will show you the place you are currently in. If you are in a city or other landscape, it will show you the area around you at approximately 100 meters.] ‘Only 100 meters?’ [It depends on the distance your eyesight can see and your knowledge of the area.] ‘What if I don’t know the area?’ [If you do not know the area’s name, it will only show you the area as lines for you to navigate.] So, in conclusion, it’s like
The one who should be talking to her was Rean, controlled by the players. There would be some options for the players to encourage her to attend the banquet. But what I said about fate isn’t included in the options at all.It was just me experimenting with her code.In the game, it doesn’t matter which options the players chose, she would still be attending the banquet. However, their choice would affect the side quest’s success.If the players tell her that she doesn’t have to attend if she doesn’t want to, then the side quest will be void and there’s no chance of activating it again.While the reward doesn’t look like much, it is actually pretty useful sometime later in the game. And I was really looking forward to that. That’s why I’m now dancing with the cutest girl in the academy.A grunt escapes my throat involuntarily. Because she just stepped on my foot. Again.“A-Ah! Sorry!”“I-It’s fine. Haha.” I chuckle. “You have to relax, Lynette.”“I-I’m trying…!” She said tearfully.The
Next day. In the academy. A 3rd year student enters the Mission Board with wide strides. His tail is swishing behind him, and his ears are twitching cutely, anticipating a good news in this fine morning. He stops in front of the administrator’s desk, his brown eyes that are bright and hopeful gaze at the old man administrator with mirth. “Hello, Mr. Administrator! I’d like to inquire for some missions today, please!” His clear voice and friendly tone are something one would not mind to hear first thing in the morning. But the one hearing it, and being the only one other than the bright kid himself here, is the Mission Board’s administrator. And the old man doesn’t look happy as he looks up at him. He blinks at the kid. At the other side of the counter, the bright student blinks his eyes back innocently. “?” The old man blinks back lazily. “…” “Sir?” the student tilts his head. “…” The man only looks at him. The student tilts his head the other way. He is just opening his mouth
"Alright. Let's go to the dorm and get your weapon! Can I come into your room?" He asked innocently."No." I refused him immediately.He smiles nervously."Besides, I brought my own weapon.""Hm?"I reach to my behind and, obscured from his sight, will my new gun to appear. It appears right in my hand where it fits perfectly, as if it was made specifically to fit my hand.HG Orion is it's name in the Shop. It looks like a Smith & Wesson M&P Shield 9mm. It has a black polymer frame and a stainless steel slide.The barrel length is 3.1 inches, and it has a capacity of 7+1 rounds. It's slightly lower than the academy issued gun, but the power is higher. It also has a feature called "thumb safety" that prevents accidental discharge.I chose this handgun over a magnum for its reliability and compactness. It is easy to conceal, which makes it a great option for personal defense. Even though magnum is the most powerful one in the list, it's too loud and has longer reload time.I spent some t