Dark quickly grasped it. "No restraints, free rein—wasn't that the original way of dueling?"
Owen said sorrowfully, "Yes, the original way—the way of the past. Just like my romance, which has already become a thing of the past."
Dark consoled him, "Owen, please accept my condolences. I once heard that a breakup is merely a new beginning. The next breakup will be better and faster."
Owen said, "Thanks. Mm."
But Dark had already risen to his feet. "Then, Owen, allow me to make some preparations."
He then collected the already excited Magic Spirits—one by one—back into their Magitech Cards, and casually tidied up the snacks and trash on the table as well.
The time was about right.
After helping this upperclassman soothe his grief, it was about time to go eat.
After all, there was still class in the evening.
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"Did you hear? Third-year Owen is going to duel first-year Dimon!"
"Of course. Why else would I be standing here?"
Brian Xianzhi looked disdainfully at the student beside him. Ever since they had met, he had always felt that this classmate did nothing but state the obvious.
The conversation between Mike Owen and Dark Dimon had not been kept from others. Those passing nearby had noticed that something was off about the atmosphere over there, and like Victor and Robert, they had instinctively stopped to watch.
Naturally, they had heard the whole thing.
One spread it to ten, ten spread