Tart preperation

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After Classes are over, Grim whines, "Henchman~ The classes are so harrrd!" I sweat drop look directly at him and deadpan, "Suffer..." "Myaaah..." Ace and Deuce chuckle at our antics, " Deuce asks, "How are you doing do well in most of these subjects Y/n?" I vaguely respond, "A lot of subjects uses a ton of concepts I already know... While some of the more magical subjects ... I guess I am just good at memorizing things." When we head outside to the place where Trey told us the chestnuts trees were. Grim states, "Whoa! There really are a ton of chestnuts just layin' around. I'm gonna be livin' large on chestnut tarts! Mmm!" He tries to grab one in front of him with his bare paw. He cries out in pain, "Let's get grabbin'- YOWCH! Myah! The chestnut spines pricked my paws!"

Deuce states, "I don't think we can do this with our bare hands. And we need something to put them in, too." Ace suggests, "Maybe we can find some supplies in the botanical garden?" Deuce states, "Let's take a look." We enter the botanical garden and marvel at all of the different plants growing.

Ace claims, "Whoa, I didn't realize this place was so huge" Deuce states, "If it's this large, it's got to have a groundskeeper. Let's split up and look." Ace calls out, "Sure. Dibs on the right side!" Deuce states, "Then how about I go left, while Grim and his prefect go straight ahead?" I sigh and wave the two boys off.

As we walk down the path Grim sees some fruit trees and states, "Hey, come take a look at this! There's a ton of fruit growing here! Smells like they're ripe, too!" I grasp Grim before he could get out of my arms, and as he was struggling, I stopped moving. I take a few more steps before I hit something and almost tripped. I was able to stop myself before I fell over. I look down to see, "Is this a tail...?" I shrug my shoulders and start to walk away. A gruff voice claims stopping me in my tracks, "Oi! Who are you *sshole? Daring to trespass around me while wearing that fucking smell? Are you trying to challenge me?" I ask, "Smell...?

The boy whose voice was talking looks like a darker tanned skin emerald-colored eyes with brown hair, and a pair of lion ears and a lion tail. The boy claims, "Ah, you're the little herbivore that the Mirror said can't use magic... And here I thought you were some idiot of that lizard bastard..."

Grim states, "Are you the groundskeeper? Not sure you oughta be talkin' to students that way, pal." I roll my eyes at Grim and state, "I'm sorry ...I really don't know about the smell you are talking about..." He states annoyed, probably from repeating himself, "You smell rotten. Are you a scavenger or what?" I state starting to be stressed, "I'm ... human...? Your comments are very strange ... Mister Savanaclaw-senpai..." He blinks in shock and asks, "What did you just call me?"

I reply dumbly, " Mister Savanaclaw-senpai...? Because I don't know who you are...?" He places a hand on his face, realizing that he was laughing or questioning the meaning of life... "You ... I can't believe it ... And here I was, freaking out like an idiot." He sighs turning to me and Grim and states, "Leona Kingscholar. Third year." I bow, "Nice to meet you Kingscholar-senpai... I'm Y/n ... The first year from Hoffenzirkel ... and this is my partner Grim..." He snorts obviously not believing me.

"Hm." He walks up to me and then sniffs the air around me, "You still smell like a graveyard, herbivore." I shrug, "Not a scavenger ... it could be ... something about my soul being tainted and disconnected ... like the mirror stated..."  Leona rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, "Not that shit. Tch, and I thought you were an assassin or what, but it seems like I was wrong. Some sheep like you couldn't be that brave."

I reply shocked, "Umm... thanks I guess...?" I add shyly, "... Baaaaaa ... Baaaaaa ..." Leona chokes, eyes widen in a fraction before he bows down and covers his mouth again. I can feel my lips quirk up in an amused smile, but a call from behind makes me shift my attention away from the trembling body of Leona. A voice calls out, "Leona-san!" The source of the new voice turns out to be a boy with ears round and soft-looking. He moves between two big trees and stares at me, so I give him a wave. "Uh... Who are you?"

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