The next day was Sunday.
When Zheng Qing woke up that morning, he felt none of the leisure and pleasure of a weekend. He only felt groggy all over, with a heavy head—whether from getting too carried away at the Cat Fruit Tree last night, he did not know—but he felt it was more likely because his mind was crammed with too many troubling matters.
Su Shijun, Jiang Yu, the overcrowded D&K, Rat People, homework, clubs, the hunting team, and the School Hunting Meet trials looming close at hand.
Because he had been distracted the whole time, he forgot to fasten his cufflinks while putting on his robe. It was not until Dylan's dressing mirror shouted a loud reminder that the young wizard snapped back to himself.
"Sloppy!"
The carved face on the wardrobe mirror twisted, its tone stern. "No witch will like a sloppy wizard! Take that advice from someone who's been there!"
"Mirrors have a past?" the young publicly funded student muttered as he blew his nose.
Xiao Xiao tightened his belt, leaned over, and carefully examined Zheng Qing's complexion. "Are you sick? Why not skip morning lessons and rest today... It's the weekend anyway."
"Sick?"
At that word, Fatty Xin, who had still been snoring, rolled out of bed in an instant. Barefoot, he pattered over to the young publicly funded student, his sleepy eyes crinkling with a warm smile. "One minute, just one minute, and I can brew an excellent cold-curing potion! Crushed dried edelweiss mixed with the chrysanthemum dew we collected a while back... It'll be ready right away!"
Zheng Qing had just begun to feel touched by his roommates' unity and friendship when he suddenly remembered the argument in the dorm last night. His expression slowly stiffened.
He had no desire to spend the