"Bronya said she was going home for a visit, and she'd bring the tickets to her family while she was at it."
After leaving St. Freya Academy, Yaqing headed straight back to the courtyard. Since it was still early, no one else had returned yet. Only Kevin was lying sprawled across the sofa like a dead fish.
"I swear, you were in that exact pose when I left, and you're still in it now." Yaqing was speechless. Kevin had not even rolled over.
Kevin pushed himself up with his legs, his arms wobbling as he said, "You're finally back. So, did you get the tickets?"
"When I'm on the job, there's nothing I can't get."
"Big talk!"
"What, you don't believe me?"
"If you've got the skills, go win over Senior Mobius."
"Heh." Yaqing stopped talking.
That night, everyone gradually returned to the courtyard. Master Kalpas, who had already been busy all day, got busy again. After preparing a lavish dinner, Yaqing told everyone the news over the meal.
"St. Freya Academy? The finest girls' school in the Far East?" Ling's eyes lit up with excitement. Getting accepted into St. Freya Academy was one of her dreams.
"Is it that impressive? It just feels like an ordinary university to me." Little Knowledge, who was already attending St. Freya Academy, scratched her head.
Ling naturally ignored that shamelessly smug remark.
Yaqing said, "Little Griseo, do you want to go have some fun? It'll be really lively."
"Mm, I want to go, Brother Yaqing." A grain of rice still clung to little Griseo's lips.
"Boring. I don't want to go," Mobius said.
"..." Kosma stared at the ticket in Yaqing's hand, his inner turmoil running wild.
*I want to go too, but should I say it? It's a girls' school, after