Chapter 95: A legend in shaman history
The day passed just like that, as if the first simulation group activity had been nothing out of the ordinary.
After class, Mikel—like a diligent student—headed straight to detention, where he had to spend extra time cleaning. Only after that was he completely free for the day. And his first destination?
The cafeteria.
Much to his horror, when he reached it, he saw a table where Ran, the old man, and the twins were seated, with Tahu.
"My friend!" Tahu shouted as soon as Mikel stepped into the cafeteria.
Mikel stopped, turned toward the voice, and his face twitched upon seeing the expectant look in their eyes.
[System Suggestion: Ignore.]
As if I have the choice.
Mikel let out a shallow breath and walked toward the stack of trays lined up in the almost non-existent line. Once he got his food, he chose to sit at a vacant table. After all, most first-years avoided dinner here unless they were broke, bored, or banned from restaurants. But even though Mikel sat at an empty table, it didn’t stay that way for long because Tahu and the gang had carried their trays over to join him.
"My friend, I heard your group was the last to finish the simulation activity!" Tahu laughed as if it were something to be proud of. "Boom and Blitz said you fought the Ruminant King—I like beef!"
"We don’t like it!" the twins retorted in unison, frowning.