Chapter 37: Her Name
"Lunch time is 12:00 to 1:00 PM. Roll call starts at 6:00 PM, so you should be at the dormitory before then or risk being penalized. School activities start around 3-4 PM and can change based on the day’s schedule. Classes start at 8:00 AM on the dot—endeavor not to be late, as the professors are not very tolerant of tardy behavior. Also, breakfast is served at 7:20 AM in the cafeteria, dinner at 5:00 PM. If you miss these times, you would have to buy your own food with points."
She paused to flip through several pages of official documents before continuing. "For now, you can’t have an ID card since your registration is still being processed, so you have no points at the moment. As for the various class activities of the day, you can refer to the class representative of whatever class you’ll be assigned to for proper explanation. You would be admitted straight to year three—the competition there is fierce. Since you have no memories, as you just explained, you probably have zero ways to defend yourself. I would advise you not to antagonize anyone. As much as the authorities will intervene to prevent a student from being critically injured, they will only act at THAT critical level. After all, students are trained to be independent."
She adjusted her glasses and consulted another sheet. "Now, your dormitory assignment would be Room 124. Endeavor to respect yourself and not antagonize your roommate. The dormitory building you would be staying in is the Platinum Dorm—you can ask for directions once you leave here."
After this lengthy explanation of things I already knew, she closed a thick leather-bound book with a definitive thud. "Your measurements have been taken, so your uniform would be sent to your dormitory before the end of today. And also..." Her expression grew more serious. "Try your best to keep the position you are in. It’s the position of student Azalea, and it’s the reason you would experience elite privileges. The moment you drop from the rankings, your dorm room would be changed to a lower-tier and more cramped place, where you would have two to three roommates. So try as much as possible to retain your current position and not get knocked out—for a pleasurable stay at the academy, that is."
Her voice took on a warning tone. "Also, avoid duels as much as possible. Interference in duels is not tolerated, and chances of death exist..." She paused, then took a well-deserved breath. Damn, she needed it after that marathon explanation.
"You okay?" I asked with feigned concern, noting how she seemed slightly winded.
"...Yes, you may leave," she responded quickly, her voice suddenly cold, though I noticed her cheeks had acquired a slight red tint.
"...Sure," I responded, but my eyes lingered on her blonde hair and blue eyes.
She reminded me of someone.
Emilia.
[Calm down,] I heard the entity’s voice, and I suddenly realized I was about to touch her face, my hand having moved almost unconsciously toward her.