Chapter 22: Poor Choice of Friends
Kyle glanced up, following Cedric's finger, and was surprised to find Kanna sitting diagonally across from him on his left, focused on cutting into a steak. However, every time she made a slice, her eyes flicked up to meet his, as if her plate held not a steak, but Kyle himself.
The sight made Kyle grit his teeth in discomfort.
"Wait a minute," Cedric said, his voice tinged with curiosity. "Her eyes don't look too friendly. She wasn't like this on the train, right?" He thought for a moment before adding, "I remember all the new students were together before the division. Did something happen between you two?"
"Yeah, it's weird," Kyle agreed with a shrug, giving a quick summary of the incident.
By the end, Cedric was speechless, a stunned expression on his face.
"An Avada Kedavra to sort us into houses? Seriously, who would even think of that?"
"Did she actually believe it?" Cedric asked cautiously.
Kyle sighed bitterly. "What do you think? If she didn't, do you think she'd be staring at me like that?"
Huh...