šµ There lived a certain man in Russia long ago... šµ
"Huh...? Is he singing?" a noble student asked.
"I think he has gone mad after seeing Ren's incredible spell, Hahahaha." another one taunted.
"If you think you can beat Ren's record, you are heavily mistaken. Just turn back and go where you came from, loser."
"Hahahaha... loser."
"Hehehehe... What a loser."
Although everyone made fun of Anon and taunted him, he didn't ignore them. He looked at the frail sword in front of him and continued to sing the song.
šµ This man just got to go, declare his enemies... šµ
šµ But the ladies begged, 'Don't you try to do it, please.' šµ
"I like that song... What is it?"
"I don't know, but I like it too."
"Yeah, it sounds so melodious, and Anon looks cute while singing."
The girls in the back started giving Anon more and more compliments.
"Anon, are you ready to start?" Seti asked, mocking Anon with her evil smile.
"Oh, I am..." Anon replied.
"Okay, so your time starts nowā"
