[You passed the night without incident.]
[Since you didn’t sleep well last night and your body is very tired, your attribute panel has temporarily decreased.]
The calendar began to move forward.
A brand new second day arrived.
Bright sunlight visited the Chaldea Academy building, students successively got up and washed, and the campus once again resumed its lively and cheerful atmosphere; yesterday’s ghost was no more.
Around seven-thirty in the morning, in the Chaldea Academy cafeteria, Heroic Spirits lined up to buy breakfast.
And Eikou, who had been frightened all night, tremblingly tore open the seasoning packet for his instant noodles.
Gawain, seeing his condition, couldn’t help but ask: “Why did you wake up this morning sweating so much, and your dark circles are so heavy?
Are you unwell and didn’t sleep well?”
He truly was the elder brother of the Knights of the Round Table; he immediately noticed all his unusual points.
“Gawain… are there any supernatural stories in our dorm building?”
“I haven’t heard of any.”
“Is that so…” Eikou’s shoulders slumped.
“But I definitely heard something last night; there seemed to be a woman’s movement in our dorm building.”
Gawain’s eyes suddenly sharpened: “I’d like to hear more.”
“Why do you immediately get excited when a woman is mentioned?
The atmosphere last night was not romantic at all; it even felt very Hitchcockian.
I was almost scared to death!”
“Then why didn’t you wake me up?”
“Ah, various considerations, I suppose.
On one hand, I hadn’t been pushed to a desperate situation yet, and on the other hand, it wouldn’t be good to involve you.” Eikou shrugged.
“Although you are indeed very powerful, the night is not your home ground.”
“It’s alright, Lord Eikou.
Next time you encounter such a situation, just wake me up.
How can we, the Knights of the Round Table, sleep soundly when our friend is terrified and danger is imminent?”
Hearing Gawain say this, Eikou did feel a bit safer.
“Besides, my Mother specifically instructed me to take good care of you,” Gawain said with a radiant smile.
“Is, is that so…”
That’s right, maybe one day he would join this family.
He should have not been so polite with Gawain.
Last night, he should have woken him up and gone to the corridor together to investigate what was going on, whether it was the lingering spirit of Sesshouin Kiara or some other female ghost.
“If she appears again tonight, I’ll come and call you.”
“Mhm, leave it to me.” Gawain glanced at the instant instant noodles on his table and frowned.
“Lord Eikou, how can you only eat this for breakfast?
It has no nutritional value at all!”
“I can’t help it.
I’ve already decided to participate in the Social Gathering.
I need to save as much on living expenses as possible; this is a necessary sacrifice.”
The supernatural event last night further solidified his determination to become stronger; he would participate in the Social Gathering even if it meant selling everything he had.
He lowered his head and took a bite of the instant noodles.
Gawain pushed his bento box in front of him.
“I’ll share half with you.”
“Did you make it yourself?”
“Yes, the Chaldea Academy cafeteria allows students to bring their own ingredients and cook.
It’s very free, isn’t it?”
Gawain confidently pointed at the bento box.
“For a balanced diet, I specifically woke up early to make a bento.
Let me show you my cooking skills.”
Eikou was incredibly moved; this Sun Knight was always so reliable!
However, when Gawain opened the bento box, his smile gradually disappeared.
“What is this?”
He pointed at the large, whitish, greasy mass of stuff in the bento box.
“Gawain’s Special Nutritious Mashed Potatoes!” the other person laughed heartily.
Eikou only saw “pitiful-looking potatoes” that had been violently mashed.
He lowered his head and continued to eat his instant noodles.
“Thanks, you eat it yourself.”
“Don’t be picky, Lord Eikou.
Potatoes have very high nutritional value!
My King understood the value of this food very well and used to love eating it.
It was mashed potatoes in the morning, mashed potato rice bowl for lunch, stir-fried shredded potatoes with mashed potatoes in the afternoon, and sometimes I would even prepare mashed potato late-night snacks for My King.”
“You apologize to Artoria right now.”
“Haha, I don’t understand what you mean.
Come, Lord Eikou, I’ll give you some.”
“Don’t defile my instant noodles!”
Before he could finish speaking, Gawain had already poured that soft, greasy blob of substance X into his instant noodle bowl.
No!!!!!
At noon, during lunch break, you started looking at job postings for part-time work:
“Amazon Logistics Courier”: Requires Agility A or higher, hourly wage 50 QP.
“Enma-tei VIP Room Massage Therapist”: Requires Strength B, Human Body Understanding and related skills preferred, hourly wage 100 QP.
“Elizabeth Band Guitarist”: Requires A Little Night Music, Healing Harp, and related skills, must bring your own earplugs, hourly wage 500 QP.
“Kinoko Heavy Industry”: Requires Strength B or higher, hourly wage 30 QP.
It’s hard to find a job these days.
Not only do you need good stats, but you also need to meet various skill requirements.
Huh…
Eikou glanced at his skill panel.
His Strength was B+, and he had “Human Body Understanding A.” He could perfectly handle the job of a massage therapist at Enma-tei.
And if he remembered correctly, Benienma, the owner of Enma-tei, was a pretty good person, not like Edison, who disregarded the lives of his employees and almost turned the production workshop into Babbage’s morgue.
It’s decided.
He’ll go work at Enma-tei from now on.
[You successfully applied for the job and can go to Enma-tei to work after school.]
You checked your wallet balance and calculated the date of the Social Gathering, deciding to go to Enma-tei to work after school today.
However, your plans had a slight change.
Poor Tristan was still in the detention center, and Gawain, as the class representative, was assigned tasks by the teacher today, and also had Knights of the Round Table club activities, making him too busy to spare any time.
And you, thinking that Sesshouin Kiara was still on the run, didn’t dare to go out to work alone easily.
You started looking for classmates willing to go to work with you.
But you had only been at school for a few days and weren’t very familiar with the Heroic Spirits’ circles, so in the end, you still had to ask Gawain for help.
Gawain, on the other hand, had a good recommendation.
He purposefully walked into the next classroom and, without explanation, pushed a blonde girl who looked like a delinquent towards you, as if she were a hot potato.
“This is Mordred, from our club.
I’ll leave her to you.”