First Day of Class

Yesterday was hectic, mainly because of the hot springs with Celeste.

Who knew she would try to seduce him, let alone try to wiggle her way into his life?

While he did feel something, it was just simple arousal. If anything, he felt like it didn't mean much.

But of course, he wouldn't ignore her feelings either—at least, not until he finally understood what he himself felt.

Nonetheless, it was the day the academy started—or it should be in a few minutes.

He wasn't late, since, of course, he was in the dorms. The only thing he had to do was step outside and head toward a classroom.

As for arrangements, he was unsure of how they worked, and he was too lazy to check inside his memory.

That was what the system was for.