Just outside the entrance to the training grounds, amid the crowds of people coming and going, Shizuku finally made her way over, as though she had arrived late.
Looking closely, every corner of Shizuku's uniform was stained with dirt and dust. She looked as if she had just hurried back from outside, giving off the impression that she had been braving the elements all this time.
Yet Shizuku did not look particularly rushed or hurried. Instead, she slowly appeared before Luo Zhen and Stella with an effortless composure—or perhaps an attitude of complete indifference.
"I didn't expect the two of you to actually wait for me here. Our relationship shouldn't be that good, should it?"
As soon as she appeared, Shizuku was as sharp-tongued and outspoken as ever, actually saying something like that.
"Y-You! We were kind enough to wait here for you, and you're complaining?"
Stella immediately voiced her displeasure.
"That's why I said this kindness was unnecessary."
Shizuku did not appreciate it at all, making Stella furious.
"You're still as unlikable as ever!"
"And you're still as huge as ever. Isn't it about time you lost some weight?"
"I'm not fat! I'm curvy!"
"Is that so? Aren't excess pounds still fat? Then what are those two lumps hanging off you?"
"Th~at~'s why! They're not excess flesh! They're not fat! I'm curvy! You flat-chested girl!"
"...Bread tin!"
"Little pudding!"
"Ham sausage!"
"Skinny ribs!"
"Double-decker hamburger!"
At the entrance to Training Ground Fifteen, Stella and Shizuku suddenly began arguing. Even their gazes turned vicious, veins bulged at their temples, and they pressed their foreheads together as they made a complete mess of things.
The students passing by stared at the scene in dumbfounded silence, unable to react for a moment.
As for Luo Zhen...
"Are you two children? Your insults