After a brief breakfast with Abigail, I took the back passage of the mansion. Going through a few underground sewers, I finally got out.
"Hm? This place… its almost at the opposite side of the affair mansion." I look around seeing the mid part of the city where the wealthy and the middle party came together.
"Either the king cared about his sexfriends or was quite secret about them… no matter, I'm sure all of them were paid well by him."
"Now then what's the time?" Looking up at the sun, I try to guess the time, "If I'm not wrong, classes should have started by now." My face sours a bit, "Let's hope the first class isn't Jennifer's."
…
I was right.
The first class wasn't hers… it was Lazarus's.
You know how I found out.
"Aggh!"
"No, not there!"
"I can't take this anymore, mama!"
"Somebody help me!"
That's the sound I heard when I entered the classroom. The sound wasn't coming from the classroom; it was coming from the field outside of class.
