"...Can you guys stop staring at ?"
As I sat on the chair in the library right at the hidden corner, I grumbled with a tired sigh looking ahead.
A group of students surrounded from all sides, so from my own class and others from different classes as well.
"...Where were you?" I shifted my focus towards the girl as she asked, narrowing her golden eyes.
"...At a party," I replied, shrugging. And I wasn't lying about that.
"...Whose party?" Aimar asked, giving a half-smile.
"...Why are you asking?" I rebuked, glaring at him.
"Well, looks like he's back to his old habits." The orchid-haired girl chid in, standing beside Ashlyn with a haughty expression. "...Drugs and alcohol are common at parties."
"...Why are you even here?" I asked, giving her a bright smile.
"...I'm leaving then." Her expression crumbled as she grieved, walking away but not before glaring at .
"..I will co with yo—"
"Stay here."
Oliver grabbed Aimar by the neck from behind, making him stand right in front of .
"...You're not doing anything bad, right?" Ashlyn questioned, looking at concernedly.
"....Don't worry, I just wanted to take so rest." I reassured her with a smile, shaking my head.
"...But why only nine days?" Ethan asked, making all of us look at him.
"...Only?" Oliver replied with a frown, "...Dude, are you even listening to yourself?"
"...No, I an if he was going to rest, he might have taken longe—"
"..I'm fine, Ethan." I quickly interjected as his brown eyes shifted towards . "There's no need for you to feel concerned about ."
"..I see." He replied, forcing a smile as he turned around. "....I'll go look for so books then."
"..I'll try to find so books as well." Ashlyn remarked, looking at . "...I can help find sothing for you too."
"..Then please find a book about magic circle." I requested, to which she nodded with a smile before walking away.
"...Should I go as well?" A chubby guy with slightly mint-colored hair asked nervously, looking at .
"...Who the fuck are you?" I asked, knitting my brows, which made his shoulders slump.
"...I'm kidding, of course I know you."
"Y-yeah." His expression brightened up as he stamred.
"..Never mind, I don't know you." I denied again, and his shoulders slumped again.
"...Stop playing with my buddy!" Oliver exclaid, wrapping his hand around Chubby. "...He's a far better friend than you."
"...Whatever." I replied, shrugging before I stood up from the seat.
"...Wait!" Oliver exclaid, reaching out and plucking one of my hairs. "...Why is your hair white, old man?"
"...Because I'm dying," I replied nonchalantly, looking at the strand of white hair while rubbing my head.
"...Heh, whoever dies first is gay," Aimar comnted, making grimace.
"...Never mind, I'm not dying." I replied, shrugging before looking around. "...So, are we having a group study or what?"
Most of the students within the library were from my class, but so of them were from other classes as well.
"...Pretty much." Aimar replied, looking around.
I'm pretty sure he's trying to find Miley.
"...Hey, do you have sothing to eat?" I asked, looking at Oliver.
"...Yeah." He replied, taking out a pack of chips from his bracelet.
Taking the chips, I opened them before eating one.
"....."
....Tasteless.
Once again, I felt nothing—no taste or anything.
"...What?" Oliver asked as I passed the pack to him.
"...Feed ." I instructed as he took the pack of chips from .
But his reaction made shudder involuntarily as I felt goosebumps all over my body.
"...Why the fuck are you blushing!?" I retorted, glaring at him as he gently touched his red cheek.
"...Maybe I should go." Chubby mumbled with a frightened look as he stepped back.
"Stay here, buddy!" Aimar exclaid happily, grabbing him as he looked at . "...Continue, Az."
"...Have you seen your own face?" Oliver questioned, glaring at and rubbing his cheek.
"...Yeah?" I replied, tilting my head. "...Why are you asking?"
"...Are you an idiot?" He asked, his glare intensifying.
"...What does that have to do with you blushing?" I questioned, tilting my head.
"....."
He looked at for a second, and I think I saw so pity in his eyes before he replied, "...Why do you want to feed you?"
"...Give it then." I snatched the pack before looking at Aimar. "...Feed ."
"...You swinging the other way now?" He asked with a snicker. "Sorry, but I'm not available."
"....Look at your face, bitch. Even you wouldn't want to date yourself." I replied, glaring at him.
"Fucker."
His smile faded as he took out a chip from the pack before bringing it close to .
I took a small bite from it but... again, I felt nothing...
"....."
So...
Why the hell did I feel the taste of food when Christina fed ?
Is this sothing that only she has the privilege of?
[...Ask her to feed you again just to be sure.]
'...No.'
Even though I desperately want to taste sothing again...
I would rather not ask her...
But then again...
'...Maybe I should ask her to feed soti.'
"Want so more?" I shifted my focus as Aimar asked.
"...No, let's go."
Shaking my head, I replied as I quickly moved around before I found Ashlyn.
"...This is all I could find, sorry." Passing a book, she mumbled, looking at . "....It might not be the best—."
"....Can you feed ?" I blurted out without thinking, making her blink innocently.
".. Y-yeah." She stamred, swallowing constantly while her cheeks turned bright red as she covered half her face with the book. "I m-an, n-no, why?"
"....Never mind." I mumbled, taking the book from her.
Maybe I asked her too early...
I should ask her again when she is more comfortable with .
Moving around the place, I looked for a place to sit down before I found a table where two boys and girls were sitting.
"....."
On one side, Shyamal and Arianell were sitting, reading their books, and on the other side, two tables away, Keegan and Lucus sat admiring them, taking small glances before smiling.
....Are they retarded or what?
"...Sigh."
Sighing, I walked towards them before I took a seat beside Keegan.
And as soon as I sat down, both Shyamal and Arianell stood up before moving away.
But Shyamal halted her steps right beside as she observed .
"...You look handso."
Pinching my cheek softly, she comnted with a gentle smile before walking away.
"..."
....What the fuck is wrong with her?
.... Is this another one of her plots to kill ?
"Azariah!"
"...Stop shouting."
I looked at my side as I found Oliver sitting beside Lucus, glaring at him, with Chubby and Aimar also taking their seats.
"Just sit here, will you?" As Keegan tried to move, Aimar forced him to sit down.
"...Haven't I told you to stay away from Shyamal?" I looked at Lucus as he hissed, his eyes narrowing.
Without replying, I showed him a middle finger, making his anger flare up.
"Who do you think—."
Slamming his fist on the table, he yelled but was quickly interjected by Oliver.
"Sit down, Lucus. Seth here has so interesting stories to tell."
"...I do?" Chubby replied, tilting his head in confusion.
"...Of course you do." Oliver replied with a smile.
"...What is it?" Lucus also seed to be interested as he also asked.
'Hey, El.'
Ignoring them, I thought, opening the book about the runes.
[...Yeah]
'...How did Inder manage to use a magic circle on his first try?'
It has been bothering for quite so ti.
How did he do that?
I tried to do it this morning after I woke up, but I wasn't able to.
....Why is he special?
....I have been seeing his mories in my dreams, and his life on Earth was normal.
....If we are the sa, then why is he smarter than ?
'...'
Never mind, he wasn't that smart.
The idiot was always getting teased by Senara all his childhood.
[....I don't know about that.]
'....Sigh..Leave it then, tell about magic circles.'
I mused, opening the book that was for third-year students about circles.
Before the next event starts and before I find my life hanging on a thin thread again.
I need to beco powerful....
By any ans...
[....You know, instead of focusing on magic circles, I would recomnd you learn runic symbols first.]
'...What are those?'
[...The thing that you imagine first in a magic circle that is present in the middle part.]
'...The symbols?'
[ Yeah....The six basic runic symbols are commonly known as symbols.]
'Wait, how many symbols are there, ten right?'
[....Twenty-four]
'.....'
The fuck?
Even the forsaken families, which have one of the richest histories, know only ten of them....
'Wait! Wait! Don't these symbols represent elents?'
[...Yes]
'... Fuck, there are too many of them.'
[...They will co in handy later. You are just learning the basics of the runic language, but later on, you can combine both of them.]
'...Yeah, that reminds , I need to engrave more runes in my body.'
I have been waiting for the right ti to engrave them, as they will take a lot of ti.
Maybe I can do it after the next event.
"...Oliver, this is my last warning." I shifted my focus as Keegan scread, glaring at Oliver. "Don't you dare call shrimp!!"
"...Chill out, dude." Oliver replied nonchalantly, waving his hand. "...I am pretty sure your shrimp is bigger than tomorrow."
"What do you an?" Keegan asked, frowning while I barely controlled my laughter.
"Pfff."
We all looked at Chubby as a small laugh escaped his mouth.
"...Where is the story?" Lucus asked, glaring at him, making Chubby pale.
I shook my head, opening the book and focusing on it.
"...Well, ahh, my father had a relationship with his mother-in-law."
'..Never mind.'
I closed my book, now focusing on him.
His story seems more interesting...
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