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[1] 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 3

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Sure, this world is apparently magical. Magical things happen in magical places, it's only basic logic at this point. But you weren't prepared for what you just witnessed.

Sure, by now, you were used to the pretty colors and sparkly lights that emitted and shot out from the magical pens that everyone here had. You've even seen a demonic cat wield fire, and you've even taken down some ink-pickaxe monster too.

But this Cater guy... DUPLICATED HIMSELF??

And they weren't like those brainless clones you'd see in those movies or stories that could only babble nonsense.. they could actually move freely, communicate with themselves and others perfectly, and create more duplicates of themselves freely once previous ones were destroyed.

And it seemed like the only way to defeat this guy was to destroy all clones at once, but what could you guys even do? Cater was actually planning out his movements well, when things seemed to just be getting out of control, he would duplicate himself AGAIN just to add onto the stress. The only differences between all of them was the clothing they were wearing.

Instead of the phrase, "Can't be too careful." He probably lives by the phrase, "Can't have too many clones!"

The battle lasted for 5 minutes, spell after spell, hell, you've even encouraged for Ace and Deuce to try punching and kicking the clones to see if they were as strong as the original, yet Deuce would rather die than punch an upperclassman and Ace was too crowded by clones to even move his arms freely to punch them.

Though you did managed to persevere through the dreadful 5 minutes that felt like hours. You wanna know the reward for all of your efforts? Having the polished rose themed gates slammed in your faces by the same guy who you were just fighting. What a blow to the ego..

With a cheerful grin and wave, Cater happily chirped out (and probably smugly too), "Alright then! You know the deal, come back when you guys have a tart~! Byeee!"

Ace gritted his teeth, "What an ass to deal with.. Couldn't he have at least seen that we genuinely wanted to apologize? Isn't sincerity better than tarts these days?"

Meanwhile, Deuce could only slouch his shoulders as he huffed out, "No matter what we did, he just kept coming back...! What type of magic was he using? And how did he change his clothes so fast?"

After kicking up some dust, Ace could only grumble out in frustration, "And to think he kicked us out after making us paint those stupid roses for him.. all because we didn't know about rule #15428."

Grim wanted nothing more than to be held in a certain someone's arms, "Besides being hungry, being beaten in battle is probably one of the worst feelings ever... Fuwah, I'm so beat."

"Seems we'll just have to make it up after school-" Before he could finish his sentence, Deuce's eyes widened, "Shoot!!!! This is bad!!!"

It didn't take long before you realized it too, "Wait-?! How long did we spend in that dorm painting roses and fighting that Cater guy?!"

Deuce frantically looked at you, "At least a good hour, right?! We need to hurry!"

As you were about to leave, Ace stopped you, "Wait- What classes do you even have?"

"Along with the uniforms, we were also given a paper with our schedule, apparently we're in class 1-A."

At the mention of the room number, Deuce visibly lit up, "Oh! Then we're in the same class then! I think I know where that is... I'll show you the way."