Serenity Goldstein,
Living in a tower for 16 years was always quite boring, but there was her mother Noah, and her little bird friend Spook.
She was always curious about what usually went on outside of the tower but that never stopped her from going...
Hiya everyone! I'm here to bring the events of the last chapter!
The Ramshackle team meets up with Heartslabyul on Mainstreet after breakfast and after discussing the strange man that visited Serenity.
When they arrived the girl was a bit tired from Vil's hair lessons and was not as tidy as she usually was. Riddle came to the rescue though---Might have a seizure after school but he'll be alright---and scolded himself for not warning her enough about the Pomefiore Dorm.
Cater told them that there was another accident as the victim was non-other than Scarabia's vice Dorm Leader Jamil Viper who had a strange accident in the Kitchen had a fantastic theory.
Someone was controlling the Victims!
That's when Grim remembered the day he weirdly gave Ruggie Bucchi his Delux Sandwich, he and Serenity believed he could be the one doing all the incidents around the School!
Now they are off to find that little rat to confront him if he had been doing such things around the school.
... honestly, if you're going to be sneaky don't use your magic during the magic games.
❀Classroom❀
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"All right, where's Ruggie Bucchi?!"
After finding out the new information about someone possibly purposely using their magic to make the student look like their injuries look like accidents. After asking numerous students, they found Ruggie's classroom. The said boy was laying on his desk before seeing the detective team that had called him.
"Right here, ah... it's you guy's again" When Ruggie was plastered his face on the familiar figures his usual cheeky matter returned "I hope this isn't that Delux Grilled Cheese. We traded fair and square".
"Ruggie Bucchi," Riddle said with much authority as he looked at the ash-blond-haired boy strictly "We need to ask you some questions about the spate of injuries that have befallen prospective Spelldrive tournament players".
"Oh ho. This sounds like some serious business"
"How about we move to the hall" Cater suggested making the hyena a bit nervous "And keep it in the figurative, get my drift?".
