"Have you finished your mission, Dim Dim?"
"Dim!"
"Good." Alex praised the little bun, who looked very proud of itself.
Unlike Dim Dim, Nessia lay on their club's couch, looking like her soul had been sucked out of her body. She had been working on the task Alex had asked of her since yesterday, and by the time she finished, the strength she had left was barely able to let her go up the clocktower.
Few hours had passed since then, and she had yet to recover half her strength.
The other members of the club weren't aware of Alex's plan because he planned to keep this a secret from them.
The fewer who knew about the upcoming tragedy in the Inter-Class Battle Royale, the better.
Alex already knew that the Demon Worshipers had already infiltrated the academy and that some of them were students.
He might not know who all of them were, but he knew at least one Named Character who would play an important role in the upcoming event.
