Siloque entered the sparsely populated cafeteria.
It was completely different from the impression of high school he had in his previous life.
The atmosphere was relaxed, not too many people, not too few, and there wasn’t that suffocating feeling of dozens of people lining up from the food window to the entrance.
The reason was simple.
Most students either went to the battle simulation room to strengthen themselves or began drafting exploration plans for the afternoon’s Dungeon of Cass practical, and since school let out at noon, no one was in a rush to eat breakfast.
Everywhere you looked, it was competition…
But Siloque knew, “that person” would definitely come for breakfast.
He ordered a bowl of soy sauce ramen and, after sitting by the window, easily spotted “that person.”
A girl with an orange ponytail—Bried Taros—was happily devouring two plates of food.
She had ordered a fried pork cutlet set and curry udon.
The oil glistened on her lips. Cass and Kersey sat beside her, and the three chatted as they ate.
And that wasn’t all—there was even a cream puff on her wristband.
Kersey still looked timid, but her complexion was good.
She even took out a napkin to wipe some soup off Bried’s mouth.
Cass noticed Siloque and waved cheerfully in greeting.
Siloque nodded, pretending not to see, and lifted a steaming bite of ramen to his mouth.
Cass gave a wry smile and returned to eating his peach-shaped red bean bun, chatting with his teammates.
Mm, mm, mm, not bad.
Bried’s hearty way of eating washed away the disgusting memories Siloque had just recalled.
Come to think of it, I made her thick tofu ramen this morning, and she’s still eating so much…
Too fierce.
And this morning, going to Bried’s house was different from usual—bad luck, he also ran into Bried’s parents at home.
Her father, Torna, looked at him with the eyes of someone seeing a mortal enemy as soon as he walked in.
Crap, did he find out I’m a guy?
Siloque nearly wanted to bolt.
Mainly, he and Bried were both carrying groceries they’d just bought.
It totally looked like a newlywed couple…
Fortunately, Torna finally smiled kindly, welcoming this long-lost friend to the house.
Even Bried’s mother, Taro, greeted him warmly and even watched him cook, making Siloque feel flattered and panicked.
For the first time, he was grateful for his feminine appearance, and at the same time wanted to apologize to those elderly parents.
I’m sorry! I may be cute and charming, but I still have that thing!
While Siloque recalled the awkward events of the morning, he slurped his ramen.
At Cass’s table, a new member joined.
Her ethereal purple hair was neatly arranged, and she held a tray with a plate of tomato meat sauce pasta—Lorin.
She was talking to Cass and the others, but she was a bit far away, so Siloque couldn’t hear the conversation.
Compared to the game, Lorin’s timing for approaching the main group was a bit late.
About a week or so.
It shouldn’t be a problem, right? I’ll just assume they were too busy with studies to look for Cass.
Her approach was naturally because Cliff had caused trouble in Class F earlier, and Cass defeated—or more precisely, repelled—Cliff, catching Parenoa’s attention, who then sent Lorin to observe further.
The real reason they were willing to approach, of course, was that after Norius was defeated a few days ago, Cliff’s little gang was completely dissolved.
With the Class C tumor gone, the class completely lost its fighting power, making Parenoa genuinely interested in Cass and the others.
No doubt, before long, Parenoa herself would invite Cass to join B Class.
At that point, Cass’s harem members would be +1.
Congratulations, congratulations.
What the heck, Cass, you really are the protagonist.
Suddenly, Siloque felt that those discrepancies and Cass’s behaviors different from the game weren’t a big deal.
Three beautiful girls eating with you—if you’re not the protagonist, who is?
Watching the number of people who liked Cass increase, Siloque felt a complicated mix of jealousy and satisfaction.
Like raising a character that became a star, while you could only watch from across the screen.
I have my sister and Bellen liking me, that’s enough.
Even if he was eating breakfast alone like this, it was his own choice.
No regrets in his heart.
Siloque stopped watching their chatter, opened his wristband, and browsed the latest news.
With the duel day approaching, there was no telling what special incidents might occur.
He searched for any new news about the Saint Luke Medical Center, where Cliff was hospitalized in the game, and finally, an article titled “Large-Scale Surgery Miraculously Restores Patient’s Consciousness” caught Siloque’s attention.
Just as he was about to click in—
“Excuse me, may I sit here?”
He looked up to see Lorin’s cool, elegant face.
Compared to the still-youthful Parenoa, Lorin was more mature, surrounded by an aura of cold sharpness.
But that was just the first impression from her appearance.
Siloque knew she was a cat-lover with seven cats at home.
Not far behind her, Cass and Bried both wore subtle, hard-to-describe expressions, while only Kersey looked clueless.
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“Ah! Of course, go ahead, no problem…”
Siloque couldn’t look her in the eye at all and was extremely careful even using his chopsticks to pick up noodles.
Lorin sat properly across from Siloque.
Even the way she stirred her noodles with a fork was meticulous, mixing the sauce evenly.
“I’m Lorin Wilson from B Class. May I ask your name?”
Unlike her cold exterior, her words were clear, at a moderate pace, and her voice was very calming.
“Siloque… Dasvey, F Class…”
Black hair almost to his chest, a face both cute and pure, and a voice as quiet as a mosquito, growing smaller with each word.
It made Lorin wonder why Parenoa wanted her to approach Siloque.
The natural gestures were so unforced that, if she hadn’t brought preconceived notions, Lorin would have thought the other party was a shy boy who had never held a girl’s hand.
Parenoa mainly wanted her to approach Cass.
Chatting with Siloque was secondary.
But it was just as well—when she visited the hospital to check on Cliff, some of the words he muttered made Lorin curious.
xi, ruo, xi, ro…
Siloque?
It might also have been he, rou, meaning “drank,” or perhaps the name of a weapon or item.
Either way, it showed Cliff’s obsession was deep.
“Siloque” was the name Cliff repeated—that was just one possibility.
If not for Parenoa’s request, I wouldn’t have bothered to talk to him…
No matter how you looked at it, he was just an ordinary person, at best a good-looking natural-born trap.
Lorin quietly activated her magic.
Skill activated.
This skill could read some of the target’s stats and information. Many scouts would practice this skill in the second floor’s damp caves.
The downside was that most people could easily sense being scanned, but those with lower Lv usually wouldn’t notice.
And the other person was a bottom-ranked F Class…
–??
She opened her eyes slightly wider, a hint of disbelief.
She cast again, and the feedback was the same.
Lv…..13?
How did he do it?
Earlier, Cass and his group were top-ranked in F Class, and more motivated, so their quick level-ups made sense to Lorin.
“Um, may I ask if there’s something wrong? You’re releasing magic, right? Wilson-san?”
Sorry if my magic made you uncomfortable.
“No, no, it’s fine. I thought you couldn’t control your magic.”
Is my magic manipulation that bad?
My Lv is higher than his, so why could he sense it?
Siloque made Lorin confused.
He was dead last in the whole school, Lv2, with rumors that he’d bribed the examiner to get admitted.
But in less than a month, he had B Class-level Lv.
Why stay in F Class with that power?
Or did he use some kind of cheating method?
His leveling speed was abnormally fast.
At this moment, she began to understand a little why Parenoa took notice of him.
Suppressing the turmoil inside, Lorin maintained her calm exterior.
“May I ask you a few questions?”
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