The Novel's Extra (0-100)

Chapter 87 - Words Without Legs (2)

Evening, after the end of classes.

Tomer was fitting in naturally among cadets. It was the result of the effort she put in for the past two weeks, going so far as to kill her temper.

Now that she had a plan for the direction of her mission, she tried her best to get close to other cadets. As a result, both magicians and cadets saw Tomer favorably.

Now, she was at a point where she could invite cadets to a café on her own initiative.

"Wow, Kim Hajin likes Rachel? Really?"

After ordering coffee and honey bread that suited their tastes, female cadets began to gossip earnestly.

The topic of their conversation was Kim Hajin and Rachel. Tomer had stealthily brought up the subject.

"They've been pretty close lately... but isn't it because they're on the same team?"

There were many male cadets who secretly admired Rachel. Not just many, but a lot.

But no one had ever been bold enough to directly go after her. It was because of Rachel's identity and her future path that was the result of her identity.

Once Rachel graduated from Cube, she would most likely enter the Royal Court guild, becoming the youngest guild executive.

"I guess Kim Hajin is perfect for the Royal Court guild. He rose to rank 334 this time."

The English Royal Court was the world's 60th ranked guild.

Cube cadets in the 400~500 rank range would have fantasies of joining this guild and becoming the head of a snake.

However, no powerful cadet was blinded by love to enter the Royal Court guild to chase after Rachel, and Rachel wouldn't be satisfied with cadets who were only at the 400~500 rank positions.

"No, no, I'm in the same team. Trust me, you would say the same thing if you saw his eyes. How do I say this... his eyes turned heart-shaped!"

However, Tomer tenaciously instigated them, even making ridiculous claims.

"Really? ...Oh yeah, isn't Kim Hajin singing in the upcoming Class Competitions?"

Suddenly, one of the cadets widened her eyes and raised her voice.

"He's not going to confess, is he!?"

"Kyaaak! Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. I'm going to stab him to death if he does...!"

"...Eh? Stab him to death?"

Just how were these cadets who spoke such ferocious things different from Djinns?

Tomer thought seriously.

**

"Singing...."

I sighed and murmured as soon as I returned to my room.

Back on Earth, I often went karaokeing after school, so I knew how to sing.

But of course, that didn't mean I was a good singer.

I was average, not so bad and not so good.

"Argh, why do I have to sing?"

Of course, I had the horn-flute to improve my voice, so I was confident that I would be better than the average person. But cadets from other classes would have volunteered to sing, so they were undoubtedly great singers.

Furthermore, I had no experience singing in front of a crowd. Rather than being nervous in front of hundreds of eyes, I preferred being in a position where I wouldn't have to be nervous.