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... the student with red hair and eyes.
“Good morning, Senior!”
“......?”
I was finally hallucinating. Or sleepwalking.
A student of the Academy wouldn’t be calling me their senior since I wasn’t even enrolled. But you never know. I pointed to myself and cocked my head.
“Were you speaking to me?”
“We owe you a lot for last time, Senior.”
“I’m not your senior. I don’t even attend here.”
“But you just stepped out of the Fire Magic lab at ...
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