New room

Walking into my new accommodation I remembered the reaction I had when I saw James's apartment for the first time. The building which was more akin to a hotel than an apartment block, with the marble flooring and accompanying pillars. The giant lounge that contained a café that supposedly never closed and had ample amounts of sofas and tables to relax and socialize at.

My room was, like all the freshmen's living here, on the first floor. The rest of the floors were all arranged in a similar fashion; the second floor was for the juniors, the third for the sophomores, and the fourth for the seniors. Luckily, because the Aquarius was only meant for the top of every year, there weren't that many students living here.

When I found my room I had to put my DAD up to a sort of scanner which already had me registered as the owner.

A huge living room, with a big couch, a table, and a gigantic TV on the wall. A separate bedroom, with a bed that was at least twice the size of my old one. Even a huge ten by ten square meter training room, filled with weightlifting equipment and even a dummy.

The walls were painted a cleanly white, and there was not a single grain of dust to be seen.

At the Aquarius one could book a weekly cleaning crew for free, meaning you didn't have to spend much time keeping the place clean. At my old apartment, this hadn't been too much of a problem either, it had been too small for there to be much to clean.

Sitting down on the big couch, I felt a bit satisfied with the current situation. This had been one of the major goals when I arrived in this world and I had managed to fulfill it. Thinking back, I had a lot of dreams and aspirations when I got here.

I had been naïve, fooling myself into thinking this was more of a game than reality. A game where I would be able to just leisurely become strong, learn how to use amazing magic, and make friends without too much to worry about. Even though I had been stressed out about living here it had somehow just felt like it would all turn out all right. What was it? Right, anticipation.

My anticipation toward the future still hadn't completely disappeared, and this life was still very much worth living, but there was not a single trace of the innocent dreams of adventures.

Seeing how quickly people could turn on you, feeling the pain of your body getting demolished, and getting a glimpse of what could happen in the future had completely rid me of all of those.

But I could still laugh, smile, and enjoy the company of others. I wasn't completely broken, no matter how the other students viewed me. I would do what was needed in order to survive, not just for me, but for the people I held dear around me. Kill or be killed, rule or be ruled.

As my thoughts were going in circles I got a text on my DAD. It was a text from Misa, updating me on their status at Basilisk;

*Hi, my little adorable warrior! I hope you made it back safely to the academy and that the first two days went well. Me and Sophie are currently making sure to get all the members of Basilisk safely deployed into society, seeing to it that they are either able to make their own adventurer parties or get into existing ones. I have also gotten to practice my sewing a lot and have been reading lots of books, as there isn't much else to do here. I miss you a lot. I hope that we will see each other soon so we can have lots of s*x and cuddles! The reason why I'm writing so much is that because of the transmission jammer I will not be able to text you normally, therefore if you want to answer this please do so more like a letter and I will read it when I have the chance to. Once again, love you lots!*

It was nice but at the same time painful to hear from my girlfriend at this time. Nice because I always liked hearing from her, knowing what she was up to. Painful because it reminded me of the fact that she wasn't here with me.

She was one of the biggest reasons why I never fully lost myself, something I knew to be inherently true. Even if the principal was also a large pillar of support, Misa was the one to keep me going when it felt like it would be better to give up.

She was the one who had consoled me after I had first killed, the one who didn't care about my stature and physique, and the one who never stopped supporting me.

We still hadn't been together for long and, truth be told, there was still so much I didn't know about her. I didn't know about all the things she enjoyed, I didn't know about her family, hell I don't think I even knew her favorite food.

That's why I wanted to make sure I would have the time to get to know these things with her in the future, and also let her know more about me. Maybe someday I would even tell her about the other world.

*Knock! Knock! Knock!*

Someone had come to my door, disrupting the deep train of thought that I was currently having.

Opening it I was met by the chest of the silver-haired girl who I had started to get along with these few days. Looking up at her I inquired, "Hey Lindsey. Is there something you need?"

She lifted the bags she held in her hands, "Housewarming."

"Did Mike tell you?"

She flinched a bit when I used our teacher's name instead of addressing him as teacher or mister, but she quickly collected herself and nodded, "Yes, my uncle told me you had moved in here this morning. So as your friend we should have a housewarming."

"Haaa, come in then."

I started to think if it may have been a bad idea to accept being her friend, there were some red flags about how intense she had gotten, but I let her in. She place the bags on the table and sat down on the couch while I sat on one of the two sofas.

As I sat down, I felt there was something strange about this.

'Didn't I move here in the morning?'

Checking the time on my DAD I couldn't help but be flabbergasted.

[17:42]

The whole day had passed somehow, and I didn't do anything except for sitting here contemplating the past and the future. Missing out on a full day of training made me feel quite agitated, but there was nothing to be done about it.

Lindsey had already started to open the bags which were filled with beer and fried chicken, honestly not what I expected from the elegant girl in front of me.

'I thought she would bring salads or cold cuts or something...'

Noticing I was staring at the food she had brought, her cheeks reddened a bit, "There's nothing wrong with liking chicken and beer..."

She was absolutely right, I had been the one to judge the book by the cover but another scary thought emerged from her reaction.

'Is she also a mind reader like her uncle?!'

Mike had also somehow noticed my thoughts about him during our first meeting, just like his niece seemingly had the same talent. The ice queen just shook her head a bit, "No, I can't read your mind. It was just obvious from your reaction."

Was my poker face that bad? I was still suspicious about the Borrs' mindreading talents but I decided to let it go for now. Instead, I looked at the food spread out in front of us. There weren't just one or two boxes of chicken, there were eight!

Scratching my head a bit I felt like I had to ask, "Umm, Lindsey? Did you invite other people here too?"

Tilting her head, she looked a bit confused at first but she quickly understood what I mean, looking at all the food, "Oh, no I just thought that because you usually eat so much you would need a lot of calories. So I bought a lot! Please don't hold yourself back!."

Her rare, but incredibly beautiful smile emerged once again. There was no way I could argue with her when she looked like that, so I got to work.

'This is what we trained for, Miren!'

Grabbing a piece of chicken and a beer we talked the night away, with me keeping up the pace of eating at the same time. After I had managed to consume about six boxes of chicken Lindsey had started to look at me like I was some sort of alien.

This night, her smile remained on her face.