The Unknowing Puppet
So you really didn't care about your status at all, huh? A dignified demigod, doing something this shameless?
The speaker was serious; the listener was stunned.
In that moment, Professor Lanaia felt the heavy responsibility on her shoulders as head of the Department of Punishment.
"What if I hadn't come? Were you planning to use this to extort the owner?"
"Of course not."
Fu Qian didn't hesitate for even a second, as if he'd had the answer ready all along.
"I'd have the owner store it here for me, of course, then use it to get sponsorship next time—"
"If this guy ever withholds your wages, be sure to report him to me."
Lanaia had only heard half of it before turning to Ji Liushuang and giving her the warning.
"...All right."
Watching the two trade barbs, Ji Liushuang covered her mouth with a soft laugh and agreed.
"You meddle in this kind of thing, too?"
Fu Qian finally looked a little shocked.
"This counts as academic misconduct. Why shouldn't I look into it?"
Lanaia gave a cold laugh.
Having the right to define things really was powerful.
Seeing Lanaia invoke the Great Definition Art, Fu Qian finally let out a long sigh.
Of course, he clearly wasn't the one who felt the most deeply about it.
Not far away, Sunny's expression had gone blank from the shock of what she'd overheard. In her daze, she was practically scrubbing the paint off that little bar.
Her own fate was at stake, so she'd listened to their conversation with complete attention.
And while she'd confirmed that they really were all elite members of the academy, the talk of torture had made her hold her breath, uncertain how to react.
Then the man they called Professor Fu had even