Chapter 104 - 28. Professor Fisher
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and a girls’ dormitory at Saint Nali University was still immersed in the deep sleep of the night. Within the faintly fragranced dormitory, the bedding on the innermost bunk had been arched up slightly, revealing slivers of light through the gap.
Within the bedding, a girl in pajamas was holding a pencil and writing something in a book. Because of her well-developed body, lying down made it somewhat stuffy for her, so she had to prop herself up a bit and use a small lamp, flickering with fluorescent light, to illuminate the notebook on her bunk.
The notebook was already more than halfway used, and the page she was currently on featured a sketched scene that appeared to be the main academic building of Saint Nali University, with "academic building" written next to it in Nali script.
After the final stroke was completed, Moli closed the notebook slowly, the soft Magic Radiance echoing layer by layer upon the notebook until it returned to silence. She glanced at the time, turned off the light within her bedding, and got up.
She had classes at half past eight in the morning, and now, just past seven, it was just the right time to get up and freshen up.
In the bedroom, Isabella, who slept across from Moli, lay in a peaceful sleeping position, her beautiful golden locks, infused with a delicate scent, spread out on the bed. Although Moli had admired Isabella’s lovely long hair many times, she still found herself fond of it, and she thought Isabella was also very kind.
As for Milica, who slept on the other side, her sleeping posture was not so "ladylike." Her bedding had been kicked away, God knows how long ago, her mouth slightly open, one hand on her navel, her body at a forty-five-degree angle to the vertical bunk, she looked as though she had rolled over several times in her sleep.
"Ha... Priest... I want to eat meat..."
With a small smile, Moli pulled the fallen blankets back up over her, then went off to the washing room to freshen up. Looking into the mirror, she lifted her hair slightly, checking for any irregularities before beginning to wash her face with water.
The cool water, free of any salty taste, strangely enough, seemed lively upon touching Moli’s skin, moving like a little snake and perfectly conforming to her fair skin until it completely disappeared. Moli’s face revealed a comfortable expression during the process.