Light flooded into the open crevice, and illuminated the patterns in the flesh of the dark brown wood, as the book was taken out.

  I did not come here during lunch yesterday because I needed to experience life as Cedric, for purposes of better imitation. But being here now, I am having second thoughts.

  I avoided lunch today, so that I wouldn't be poisoned by whatever was in my food yesterday, again, but my stomach is in quite the protest against it.

  Having it be so loud in class would be… embarrassing, and would certainly not fit the image of Cedric.

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  Getting poisoned again would also be useful as an excuse to get out of Last Period, but no. When a physical assessment comes, I won't be able to hide it anymore, and if I don't manage to score above a 95 on it either, I will be kicked out of the Academy, like that person… [said]

  Arthur had a thought for a moment, but quickly classified it as inefficient of his time, and shut it down.

  No research will be done during any of the meal times. It is much too short for any work to be done efficiently, and it will be suspicious if I avoid everybody I know to spend time alone, three times a day. The librarian will also become suspicious, and no matter how ignorant, Ordain will notice the peculiarity around me as well.

  I will lose; it is inevitable; It will be finished today.

  In the meantime, I should make some friends to lessen the blow.

  He went as the time read "13:20".