"White Board."
"Pung!"
"No way! White Board, you're punging that too!? Can't you let me draw a winning tile for once?"
Yomi rolled her eyes at Bell, too lazy to pay him any attention.
There was no room for personal feelings at the mahjong table. She was just that kind of cold, merciless mahjong-playing machine.
"I'm not playing anymore! This isn't fun at all!"
After Yomi won another round, Bell shoved the mahjong tiles in front of him aside and lay on the ground, rolling around in boredom.
Trash game. He had played for twenty minutes without winning a single round. This completely defied probability!
Seeing that Bell was no longer playing, the other three put away the mahjong tiles as well and looked toward Hermione, who was still giving a speech while clutching a thick tome in the distance.
(Bell: "So this is why I accidentally left my speech at home.")
"Young Master, how much longer is the Young Madam going to talk?"
Jennifer glanced up at the sun. Why did she keep feeling that something about today was going completely off the rails?
"Almost done. I'm going to stop her."
After lying there in a daze for a while, Bell got up and walked toward Hermione without bothering to brush the grass clippings off himself.
What he had not told Jennifer was that Hermione had prepared his speech for a full hour-long presentation.
"Chapter Six of the Dalaran Code: Wizards and other magical creatures must obtain the appropriate permits before using Side-Along Apparition and other Space Spells to travel within the city.
"The reason for establishing this rule is mainly due to—"
"That's enough, Hermione. You can stop now."
"But I still have three chapters left."
Hermione looked displeasedly at Bell for interrupting her.
"For the parts you