Uh… It wasn’t that Roy had forgotten.
He had no idea what had happened yesterday in the first place.
I only arrived in this world this morning!
Although he had absolutely no idea what had happened yesterday, Roy maintained a calm expression and slowly said, “It’s fine.
Don’t worry about it.” He truly didn’t know what had happened, but judging from Clarice’s thanks just now, barring anything unexpected, he must have helped her with something yesterday.
As for exactly what he had helped her with, that wasn’t important.
“My foster father told me that if someone helps you, you should always find a chance to repay them.” “If you don’t mind, I’d like to treat you to dinner tonight.” Clarice spoke with a shy expression.
Treat me to dinner?
Is that really necessary?
Although Roy had not inherited all of the original owner’s memories, he did know that meals at Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters—the mutant school—didn’t cost the students anything.
The school covered their normal food, clothing, and everyday necessities.
Of course, if someone wanted something beyond ordinary living or educational needs—say, the newest Audi R8 sports car—they would have to pay for it themselves.
Seeing that Roy was about to refuse again, Clarice hurriedly added, “Not at school.
I mean in the town outside.” Normally, since Roy had only transmigrated into this world today, he should have avoided too much private contact with other people for the time being.
But after hearing Clarice say that, he decisively nodded and agreed.
First of all, Clarice was beautiful.
Although she had not fully matured yet, it was already obvious that she was going to grow into a stunning woman.
Going out to dinner with a beautiful girl certainly didn’t sound like a bad thing.
Second, Clarice didn’t look particularly shrewd.
Roy wasn’t looking down on her intelligence or calling her stupid.
It was just that no matter how he looked at her, she didn’t seem like someone with much life experience.
That meant it probably wouldn’t be difficult for him to subtly fish for information from her.
For example, he could figure out exactly what kind of person the original owner of this body had been.
Lastly, the food in the school cafeteria really wasn’t that great.
It wasn’t that the food was bad or unhygienic.
It simply couldn’t be called delicious.
It was perfectly fine for filling your stomach, but beyond that, there wasn’t much to expect.
“Okay.” Roy nodded and accepted Clarice’s invitation.
The moment she heard his answer, a happy smile appeared on her face, as though she had just accomplished something extremely important.
After another general education class taught by Cyclops, Scott Summers, it was finally time for the last class of the day.
Superpower training!
Calling it a class was somewhat generous.
In reality, the students were simply taken to the large lawn behind the main building and allowed to freely practice their abilities.
During that time, Cyclops, Storm, and the others would occasionally offer advice.
Although the X-Men had already been formed, Professor X currently had no intention of training reserve members for the team.
During these training sessions, Cyclops, Storm, and the others would teach the students a few useful combat techniques.
But the purpose was mainly to give the students the ability to protect themselves from harm, not to train them into soldiers.
Across the vast lawn, students gathered in groups of three or five as they practiced their respective mutant abilities.
Roy looked around.
Then he walked over to a huge tree that would take several people joining hands to encircle, sat beneath it, and relaxed.
Neither his Devil Fruit powers nor his mutant ability, Blazing Heat, were particularly suitable for practicing in public.
There wasn’t much to say about Blazing Heat.
The moment he used it, he would eventually have to endure that awful sensation of having all the strength drained from his body.
As for the powers of the Fish-Fish Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Model: Azure Dragon, those were even less suitable for public practice.
His human form—his normal state—was fine.
He looked exactly like an ordinary person, with nothing particularly unusual about him.
But the moment he transformed into either his hybrid form or full beast form, anyone who wasn’t blind would immediately notice something was wrong.
Transformation-type mutant abilities weren’t especially rare among mutants.
But for Roy, who had only ever displayed the physical enhancement-type mutant ability Blazing Heat, suddenly revealing a hybrid or beast transformation would only bring trouble.
To avoid unnecessary complications, Roy had no intention of transforming into his beast or hybrid form in front of anyone until he possessed enough strength to protect himself.
Unless, of course, he was forced into a situation where he had no other choice.
Roy wasn’t the only student who chose to simply find somewhere to sit and relax.
Unlike the other classes, superpower training had no mandatory requirements.
Whether a student practiced or not, Cyclops, Storm, and the others wouldn’t say anything.
Roy had planned to do absolutely nothing and simply sit beneath the tree until class ended.
Unfortunately, some people had no intention of letting him spend the class that peacefully.
Not long after he sat down, several boys around seventeen or eighteen years old walked over.
“Hey, Chinese kid.
Don’t tell me you forgot about yesterday’s agreement.” The body Roy currently inhabited was indeed only seventeen years old.
But his soul was far older than seventeen.
Being called “kid” by someone who looked like he wasn’t even an adult yet made Roy feel as though a child was lecturing him in the tone of a grown man.
Still, Roy wasn’t particularly concerned about Morgan calling him a kid.
What caught his attention was the agreement Morgan had mentioned.
Yesterday again?
Roy was becoming increasingly curious about what exactly the original owner of this body had done yesterday.
Seeing that Roy neither answered nor stood up, Morgan continued, “Don’t think keeping quiet will make this go away.
Weren’t you acting pretty tough last night when you said we’d settle everything this afternoon?” “And don’t accuse me of ganging up on you just because I brought people with me.” “I’m the only one fighting you today.
If you can beat me, we’ll apologize to Clarice right away, and we’ll never bother her again.” Morgan looked at Roy disdainfully as he spoke.
Although Roy still didn’t know exactly what had happened yesterday, he could more or less piece it together now.
Most likely, Morgan and his group had been harassing Clarice, and the original Roy had stepped in to stop them.
They hadn’t fought at the time and had instead agreed to settle the matter during today’s training class.
“You want to fight?
Fine.” As soon as he finished speaking, Roy stood up.
He had originally planned to wait until no one was around before secretly testing his current abilities.
But since someone had voluntarily come looking for trouble, he wasn’t about to waste the opportunity.
Although fighting was strictly forbidden at the mutant school, sparring during training class was an exception.
Hearing Roy’s answer, Morgan continued with the same disdainful expression, “A useless ability that only lasts three minutes.” “I really don’t know what Clarice sees in a loser like you.” Three minutes!
Morgan wasn’t wrong.
Roy’s mutant ability, Blazing Heat, could indeed only last for three minutes at the moment.
But there was one thing Morgan had guessed wrong.
Roy had no intention of using Blazing Heat in the upcoming fight.