Sat’xahr, 4044 AOT

Green Dorm Cafeteria

Their classes have ended early today. When they pass by the cafeteria, it just so happens that the problem children meet each other. They decided to hang out in the cafeteria before heading to the clubroom. They are occupying one table at the corner while having some drinks when an unusual topic is brought into their conversation.

“If these kinds of troubles keep happening, don’t you think we’ll get kicked out soon?” Primrose suddenly asks.

“Ah- right… something like that can happen, huh.” Azalea says softly with an indifferent tone.

Primrose scoffs. “You talk as if it doesn’t concern you.”

“Well…”

“Quite easy-going, huh.”

“Is that a bad thing though?” Blair asks innocently.

“How carefree.” Primrose mumbles.

Blair’s brows furrow while looking at Primrose. “Mom kinda talked about it one time… before I left the village.”

“Interesting!” Azalea’s eyes sparkle. “What did she say?”

Blair scratches her head while she recalls.

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Pañca’xahr, 4044 AOT

Sankayayun Village, Laahmi

Blair was packing her luggage. She was preparing to leave and take a trip to New Eldoon City where her uncle is living. She will be staying with her uncle while fixing the needed documents to enroll in AB Academy.

“Are you done packing your clothes yet?” Her mother peeked inside Blair’s room. “You don’t need to pack that many.” She added while watching her daughter pushing a bunch of shirts into her baggage.

“What if I suddenly ran out of shirts?” Blair glances towards her mother.

“Don’t worry,” she replied while gesturing to call a maid. “You’ll most likely to get kicked out within a week. When that happens, don’t forget to call us so that we can come and pick you up.”

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“It’s hard to find our village without knowledgeable escorts.” Blair recalls.

“Your mother has very terrible expectations of you, huh.” Azalea chuckles.

Blair shows off a smug smile. “You know I’ve stayed here for more than two weeks now. Aren’t I great?!”

“Is that really something to be proud of?” Primrose grumbles before taking a sip of her coffee. “I was originally planning to live quietly in the next four years. It’s good to have a place to return to.”

“Riiight~” She replies with a cheerful tone before changing it into a more serious one. “But I can’t stay in our village forever.”

“Why?..” Azalea put her mango juice down.

“Because they said I’m different.”

“Really? Aren’t they just tired of dealing with the mess you bring?”

She clicks her tongue. “Little shit.” Then she stays quiet for a while as if she is thinking deeply about it. “Hm… I did bring trouble a few times.”

“That’s one of the things you don’t need to take seriously.” Azalea pats Blair’s back.

Primrose stares at both of them. “I believe you both should think things through before getting into another mess. If there’s something eerily similar about you two, then it’ll be your ability to attract trouble.”

“Don’t talk as if you aren’t one.” Azalea snickers teasingly. “I saw you attracting someone troublesome on the first day.”

“Oh, you saw that…” She clicks her tongue.

“So, we’re all in the same boat?” Blair responds. “Your mom could just pick you up and then go home.”

“She won’t.” Primrose answers without an ounce of hesitation. She unconsciously touches her collar. “Either way if I leave the academy grounds, I’m going to die.”

“Are your grades that bad?” Blair asks with eyes that are looking at her pitifully.

Primrose answers with a disgusted expression. “Where do you get your confidence when you’re like that?”

Azalea laughs. “I don’t think that’ll be an issue to either of you. We’re only talking about something hypothetical… So, if worse comes to worst, I’ll just go back hunting.”

“Right…” Blair thinks for a while. “So your mom and dad are letting you go hunting on your own?” She asks out of curiosity.

Azalea’s smile almost drops for a split-second. It is as though a crack suddenly appeared on her mask but she instantly covered it up. She pulls of her gentle smile back on to respond. “I haven’t talked to them for a very long time.”

Blair wants to ask why but she feels that something is off so the words are not coming out. She can only stare at her while figuring out what felt so wrong.

Meanwhile, Primrose glances at Azalea’s expression for a moment before quietly mumbling, “Same.”

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