If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the results of 100 battles.
If that saying were true, I might as well just give up defeating Evangel and beg for her rcy.
It was funny, in an annoying way.
When I had read the book back on Earth, I had assud that I had understood Evangel’s character and role in the novel entirely.
Yet now, there wasn’t a person who confused more than her.
Sighing, I reluctantly nodded my head under the prying gaze of Mira and answered.
"I have no plans."
"..."
Taking Evangel’s silence as a yes, Mira turned around and led us out of the kitchen, into the hallway, and out of the empty common area.
However, as soon as the outside area materialized in front of , a cold gust of wind rushed against my single layer of clothing, a collared shirt.
In front of , both Mira and Evangel were fine as they had their crimson-red blazers on, though, so I didn’t say anything.
As we walked past the academy’s main street and through a path in the forest that led to the plaza, the wind only grew worse.
Every so often, it would blow up the bottom of my collared shirt, attacking my defenseless skin.
Breaking the awkward silence that descended amongst us, once again, Mira curiously asked.
"I never rembered to congratulate you two on your win today!"
Imdiatly, a reply ca in an emotionless voice.
"You two also won yesterday.
Trying to calm the atmosphere, Mira joked, or if she was being serious, I couldn’t tell.
"We? Who’s we? I did all the work while that guy Jett just randomly ran around."
Looking back at , Mira desperately pleaded with her gaze for to continue the conversation, so I shrugged my shoulders and responded.
"I could have collected the particles without her, but she physically couldn’t have done without ."
"..."
"..."
Alright, then.
Regretting my choice to ever co out in the first place, I trotted behind the two girls until we t the point where the trail converged with dozens of others.
And, there, a couple of steps in front of , lay a new sight.
Instead of being covered with foldable chairs and a massive stage, the plaza was now half-filled with students who were either loudly talking while standing or eating.
Countless restaurants, both sit-in and take-out, were open with patios to sit on, and LED lights, powered by mana or electricity elental particles, lit up the space.
As I stepped off the dirt of the path and onto the plaza’s stone-brick ground, dozens of various noises and slls flooded through my head.
The sll of the countless humans was not completely unbearable due to the food being served, though.
Anyway, with the money in the pouch, I should be able to purchase a sll-blocking artifact soon enough.
Walking under a gate and officially entering the plaza, the three of us stepped to the side, to not block incoming students, and gazed around like children on Christmas.
Four large walls surrounded us, all made up of countless stores, so of which were even on a second or third floor, and crowds of humans stood all around.
There was not a single non-lively or empty place.
Looking at Mira, I curiously asked.
"What’s the place you were talking about?"
Her fingers trembling, Mira slowly pointed at the store on the opposite wall...which had a line that stretched out of the store.
There was even a sign at the line’s end that read, "Estimated Wait Ti: 25 minutes."
"..."
"..."
Since we were already here, I decided to make the most of the experience by suggesting.
"Let’s just walk around."
"...sounds good."
Finally, Evangel spoke, though just for a second, as well.
"ok."
Passing by mochi stores, street-food vendors, and even clothing shops, I took all of it in with a smile.
This was going to be my ho for the foreseeable future, and I couldn’t complain about its anities in the slightest.
I basically had a shopping mall combined with a street market, a two-minute walk away from !
Looking backward, I halted upon seeing the two girls interestedly staring at a vendor’s stand that sold chicken, beef, lamb, and steak skewers.
As I stepped to the side and watched them, Mira pulled out her student ID, a holographic blue card that displayed her na, class, and picture.
Thankfully, just before leaving my room, I had rembered mine as well.
It was like the school’s version of a debit card and an allowance, as each student, depending on their class, was given a certain amount of funds per week
Taking Mira’a ID and placing it in a silver-collared machine that resembled a card reader, the vendor quickly handed back two lamb skewers, the height of Mira’s head, and the ID.
Catching up with , the two girls snacked on their skewers while walking around the plaza and even made casual conversation like acquaintances.
"Is it good...Evangel? Oh, I forgot we never introduced each other! I’m Mira."
Chewing on her skewer like a hamster nibbling, Evangel looked up.
"I’m Evangel."
"How was your ntor training today? Mine just asked questions and showed around the campus."
Hesitating for a mont, Evangel glanced upward and answered.
"I just talked to mine too..."
Shaking my head, I glanced at the restaurant we had intended to go to, seeing the line even longer than earlier, and continued forward.
Mira was the worst person Evangel could lie to.
If they continued talking about ntors, it was just a matter of ti before Mira found out Evangel’s ntor was actually the principal.
Thus, stepping in, I paused and pointed to the left, where another dessert shop with only two people in line stood.
"Evangel, you said you wanted cake?"
Behind , the exact brief and bland response I expected echoed.
"Yes."
As I walked into the line, Evangel finished the last of his skewer and followed , leaving Mira with her half-eaten skewer behind.
There were no doors or windows in the shop, only a covering that stretched from the wall a few feet forward, so Mira was only a few yards of air away from us.
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