Academy's Drunk Fighter

Chapter 18: Training (End)



"Uuuhh..."

I finally escaped training just in time for lunch.

There’s not a single ounce of strength left in my body.

So this is what it feels like to really die?

The only good news was that it was still the first week, so I could go straight back to the dorm after lunch.

“My academy life... where the hell did it go.”

Forget getting close with heroines or main characters—I just wanted to live comfortably, maybe learn a bit of magic or something, and enjoy a stable life.

Guess there really is no such thing as a free ride in this world.

“Haa...”

Still, maybe it’s because of how young this body is, but my stamina does bounce back decently fast.

In my past life, recovering felt more like forcing a dead battery to charge—completely inefficient.

Thunk.

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