All right.
It was perfectly normal for girls to be afraid of bugs.
In fact, many boys were afraid of bugs too. The older they got, the more afraid they became—they just didn't talk about it.
Dark hurried to the Psychic Division arena and, the moment he arrived, immediately caught a contestant.
He was still wearing casual clothes today, but he had not deliberately used Camouflage. With how frequently he was switching divisions, there was no need for it.
What mattered at a time like this was sharp eyes—fast and accurate. His identity and such no longer mattered.
—Mainly because Camouflage really did take time.
Moreover, frequently changing divisions was definitely less stable than staying in one place. Time was wasted for no reason before and after every transfer.
If he added the time spent on Camouflage as well, it would be waste plus waste—double the waste. It was 9:45.
After winning two duels in the Psychic Division arena, Dark finally encountered an acquaintance—Professor Lily.
Watching Professor Lily float through the air, slowly drifting forward, he nearly forgot what he had wanted to say.
"Oh? Isn't this Dark?"
Professor Lily flipped over in midair, her body still parallel to the ground. But now her face was turned downward as she continued floating down in that position.
Dark's gaze sharpened. "Professor Lily, what are you doing?"
Professor Lily said with a grin, "Looking at the scenery. Don't you think the clouds in the sky are beautiful?"
The clouds in the sky?
The sky was very blue today. The sunlight was not harsh, but it was bright, with only a few clouds drifting by.
If you had that much free time, go bite a lighter!
"Heave-ho."
Professor Lily rotated upward by a quarter turn like a flat board, becoming vertically "laid flat."