For once in a while, (n) had zero complaints about the day. Zero problems, zero issues, and ample time to sketch Schoeheit's commission.
It's been surprisingly pleasant for such chaotic school to allow this amount of productivity but goods things must come to an end eventually.
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"Are you sure we're going the right way?"
"Yeah... This place looks haunted—Maybe even deserted—"
"Stop being such a baby. You wanted help with your Housewarden problem and he's the strongest I know!"
"Why did we follow a random who lacks the importance of a proper name?!"
With that the group of five abruptly stopped talking, finally making it to a usually clean part of the abandoned area.
"One more thing before you go in; When he bite, he bites with venom and the intent to kill. Maybe that's why he's in Diasomia. In short, flash your blindspot and pray for a quick slaughtering."
With that the student walked away, leaving Yuu, Grim and the A-Deuce duo alone.
"I don't get why that student acted like (n) was murderous. Last time we met, he seemed like an everyday person."
"You've met before this?!"
"The Great Grim met (n) too! He acts like an underachiever; I would never make someone like him my minion!"
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With how loud Grim was, it may be impossible to ignore the commotion on the other side.
Rising from your chair, while making sure you save your stitch, you gradually close the distance between you and the door of the sewing room.
Pausing before pushing it open, you took a moment to ponder whether ignoring this visitor might be a better mood of action.
Standing in entrance were a few familiar faces and two obvious first years. It's been almost a week since you last seen Yuu.
"Long time no see Yuu. Who's your disruptive lackeys?" You asked, clearly annoyed by the inconvenience.
"Lackeys?!", the duo screeched in unison.
"Afternoon (n). The ginger is Ace and the blue haired is Deuce; Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade." Yuu paused before starting to explain their situation.
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Setting: inside the sewing room
"As flattering your assumption is; I am not a Housewarden. Riddle won't listen to me much but maybe the vice-warden will be of help" you said.
Despite some of the circling rumors, the most you've interacted with the warden of Heartslabyul was while measuring his proportions for his uniform.
"So after traveling this far," Ace shrieked, "we have to go back and locate the Vice?!
"A waste of time for you indeed," (n) voiced; clearly unwilling to take part in their drama a second go-round, "tootles!"
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Twisted Secrets
The Rumors mentioned in this chapter aren't actually real. The story goes as followed: In (n)' and Riddle's first year, they found themselves in compromising situations often enough for Lillia to stumble in;acquiring a different perspective on the matter.
Lilia started the rumor while Cater spread out; thinking it was actually true and good scoop. By the time it got to Riddle's ears he was Housewarden and punished Cater profusely.
