The Girl Who Looted Tomorrow

What was the point of going to school?

At the end of the day, wasn’t it all so a person could find a good job after graduation, earn plenty of money, and make something of themselves?

As for the first part, with Freya’s current abilities, making money was not a problem at all. Even if she stopped going to school completely and never worked in the future, she would not have to worry about money.

As for the second part, if Freya truly wanted to make something of herself, couldn’t she just go to the church and become the Saintess?

Thinking about it that way, continuing school seemed to offer Freya no benefit at all.

Freya showed a thoughtful expression.

But the original owner had already studied there for two years. If Freya held on for just one more year, she could graduate. If she dropped out now, wouldn’t all that effort go to waste?

Besides, Freya remembered how in the simulation she had been running all over Auxerre City, so busy she could barely breathe.

Compared with that, going to class might, maybe, be a little more relaxing?

For example, she could empty her mind in class and take a comfortable nap. Sometimes, that kind of “peaceful” life was a form of relaxation in itself.

Freya said, “No matter what, I think I should at least graduate normally. I can’t let all the effort from before go to waste.”

At this point, Freya suddenly asked, “By the way, Euphemia, how good are you at studying?”

Euphemia was twenty this year, three years older than Freya. Freya had learned that during their casual chats in the previous simulation.

But she had never asked about Euphemia’s grades.

Thinking back now, it seemed like Effie had never really gone to school. She had slipped out of home early and gone off to play private detective.

Hearing the question, Euphemia said, “What are you asking about? The basic knowledge taught in school? My parents hired tutors for me, and I had already finished all of that by the time I was thirteen.”

“Thirteen?”

Freya froze. “Wait. You weren’t a Scholar Path practitioner yet at that time, right?”

“Of course not,” Euphemia said matter-of-factly. “But that simple stuff didn’t require Scholar Path abilities. I just studied it casually and learned it all.”

“That’s amazing.”

Freya looked at Euphemia with genuine admiration.

Speaking of which, the original owner had also been amazing for keeping excellent grades while working every day.

By comparison, it seemed like the only one who was a little slow now was Freya herself.

It had to be said, Freya gave excellent emotional value here.

Who would not enjoy sincere praise from such an adorable girl?

Euphemia immediately looked very pleased.

Then Freya’s tone shifted.

“So… Euphemia, could you help me with my final exam two months from now?”

Euphemia froze.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Freya with a mix of confusion and speechlessness.

“You… are serious?”

Freya nodded. “Of course I’m serious. When the time comes, you can wear the Invisibility Cloak and stand beside me, then point out the correct answers for me. How does that sound?”

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Euphemia pressed one hand to her forehead and fell silent for a while.

Then she said, “This… fine.”

To be honest, even if someone beat her to death, she never would have imagined that her Invisibility Cloak, such an incredible extraordinary item, would one day be used for cheating on an exam.

Before leaving, Freya took another sip of coffee.

Maybe because she had added too much sugar earlier, the taste had turned strange. She stuck out her soft pink tongue again, then said to Euphemia, “By the way… can I call you Effie from now on?”

To Euphemia, they were clearly meeting for the first time right now.

Wasn’t that a little intimate?

But after thinking about it and looking at Freya’s adorable face, she did not refuse.

Or rather, who could refuse getting closer to a girl this cute?

Euphemia asked, “Then what should I call you?”

“Just call me Faye.”

As Freya spoke, she waved and walked out of the coffeehouse.

“Then I’ll see you later.”

By the time Freya reached the city center and arrived at school, half the morning had already passed.

In other words, she had directly missed two classes.

Just as she was preparing to sneak into the classroom, she ran straight into her homeroom teacher.

The teacher froze when he saw her. Then he beckoned and said, “Freya, come with me.”

“Uh…”

Maybe this was the bloodline suppression of school.

Freya clearly had one Rank Five clone and one Rank Four clone now. In the extraordinary world, that already counted as a solid mid-level force, and she could even play against a kingdom’s Rank Five General.

But when she saw her teacher like this, she still shrank her neck, moved her small legs, and silently followed him.

The teacher was a man in his forties with a receding hairline and a high forehead. He taught National History.

At this moment, he sat in his chair, looked at Freya, and could not help sighing.

“You, honestly. What has been going on with you these past two days? You suddenly asked for leave for no clear reason, zoned out in class, and now you’re openly late?”

As he spoke, the teacher looked over Freya’s current outfit.

Before this, Freya had almost never dressed herself up. Her clothes had also been old, plain, and simple.

Now, however, she had changed into a new outfit that was clearly expensive and of excellent quality.

The difference was obvious at a glance.

The teacher frowned slightly and said, “Right now, your studies should come first. Some people may keep saying they’re doing things for your own good, but in reality, they might only be after that cute face of yours. You must not let yourself be fooled.”

“If you really need money, you can also tell me. I’ll think of a way to help you. With your ability, continuing your studies at [Kobdo National Academy] after graduation, or even going to a better school in the capital, would not be a problem.”

“Uh…”

Freya froze.

For a moment, she did not even understand what her teacher was talking about.

Only after thinking for several seconds did she hurriedly wave her hands and say, “That’s not it. I really have had some very important things to deal with lately.”

The teacher asked, “What important things? More important than studying?”

Freya said quietly, “Maybe they really were more important than studying? For example… stopping a kingdom general from destroying the city, discussing His Majesty wanting to surrender without a fight, things like that…”

The teacher froze. “What was that?”

Freya immediately stood up straight.

“No, nothing. I’ll study hard and won’t cause any more trouble.”

The teacher’s mouth twitched slightly.

In fact, Freya had spoken too quietly just now, so he had not heard her clearly. He had only vaguely heard something like “His Majesty.”

He sighed again. “Fine. Since you’ve said that.”

Freya nodded. “Mm-hm. So… um, I might have something to do tomorrow. Can I ask for leave in advance?”

The teacher stared at her.

His brows tightened.

“Did you understand a single word I just said?”

Freya shifted her gaze slightly away.

“It really is something very important. How about this, sir? I promise my grades definitely won’t drop. Is that all right?”

“You… sigh. Fine, fine.”

The teacher said helplessly, “As long as your grades on the next exam stay at your usual level, I won’t interfere with whatever you do anymore.”

Just like that, Freya successfully escaped this crisis.

When she returned to the classroom, she arrived just in time for the third class.

Amy sat beside her, and the moment Freya came back, Amy leaned over with concern.

“Faye, why are you so late? Did something happen?”

Freya also lowered her voice.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about me.”

Amy tilted her head slightly.

“Really? If you’re having trouble, don’t hide it from me, okay? We’re friends, aren’t we?”

Freya nodded her little head. “Mm-hm. It really is fine.”

It had to be said, Freya realized that the people around her seemed to be pretty good.

Whether it was her homeroom teacher, Amy, or even the restaurant owner the original owner had worked for before, they had all treated her quite well.

In a certain sense, even “Scar” who lived near Freya’s home, despite being a thug and a bad person, was a bad person who followed rules.

He had even given her money for free.

That part could be crossed out.

Was this world full of good people?

Of course not.

Then it could only be chalked up to Freya’s own good luck. So far, the people she had met had all been decent.

At that moment, Amy suddenly said, “But Faye, you actually changed into new clothes? I told you before. You’re so pretty, you should wear cute clothes more often.”

Freya said, “Mm-hm. Someone gave these to me. I think they look good too.”

That was not a lie.

This outfit had indeed been given to her by Euphemia.

Although not the current Euphemia, but the “future” Euphemia.

However, when Amy heard that, she puffed out her cheeks slightly.

“What? I wanted to give you clothes before, but you wouldn’t accept them. Why did you accept them from someone else?”