Chirp. Chirp.
Hmm...
A cool breeze slid across my skin.
It wasn't air conditioning, that much I knew, and it was rather refreshing.
Like I was in the embrace of my mother, though I never had one before.
But still, it was comforting and...
Jolt.
"Haaa... Haaaa."
I shot upright, my breathing ragged.
My clothes were covered in dirt, and so was my hair.
I covered my face with a hand and sighed. "Can't believe I slept outdoors."
Still, I was able to—
Argh.
"Damn, it hurts."
Running a hand through my hair, I darted my gaze around until it landed on a basket a few meters away.
Staggering to my feet, I moved toward it.
Inside were a bunch of sandwiches, bottles of water... and a letter.
...
From Your Funny Master:
Hello, disciple. I hope you are well.
I saw you sleeping on the floor, but since you were so adorable, I did nothing.
Your exams are starting soon, so get your ass here, fr fr.
A girl—I mean chick—with white hair gave me this to give to you, type shit.
