In a male dormitory, no matter how thoroughly it was cleaned or maintained, the air was always filled with a mixed odor of sweat, garbage, and feet.
Li Ang walked slowly along the dormitory's narrow corridor, absently flipping through a ComicMarket art collection he had found in a storage box, still sealed in its plastic bag. He had a smattering of Japanese, and with the System's translation, he could understand it.
Hmm... The quality of the color pages is pretty high this time, he thought.
Chai Cuiqiao's head popped out from his chest, wanting to take a look at the art collection, but Li Ang immediately pushed her back. "Kids shouldn't read comics."
Since entering this scenario, he hadn't let Miss Chai show her face. This was mainly to guard against the two teammates they had encountered this time. If they discovered Miss Chai's existence and traced things back in the real world, they could very well link "Li Rising" with "Li Ang."
