[You have comprehended a new skill, “Cigarette Lion C.”]
Hmm, there’s an unexpected bonus?
His mood instantly brightened.
Indeed, the cost of these two packs of cigarettes, and the risk of being chased and attacked by Mordred this afternoon, were well worth it for an Heroic Spirit skill.
Mordred suddenly slapped him hard on the back.
“Why are you suddenly grinning like an idiot?
Did I say something weird?
If so, forget it!” She said, a little embarrassed, mistakenly thinking that the smile he showed when he gained the skill was him mocking her.
“You’re being self-conscious.
I was just thinking about something else.”
“Hey, so you’re saying you weren’t listening to me at all just now?”
“Not listening is bad, listening is also bad, so how exactly am I supposed to answer you…?”
The time of life simulation advanced once again.
At 8:50 PM, you barely made it back for Chaldea Academy’s curfew.
[You and Mordred exchanged contact information.
You have obtained Mordred’s contact information.
You can now contact her anytime.
With the current level of goodwill, you might be able to ask her out.]
“Finally remembered, so this is a dating sim after all…
I’m either surrounded by the muscular brothers of the Knights of the Round Table or working for a bunch of robots and old men.
I almost forgot my original intention.
I even almost forgot that, if you don’t look at her tomboyish personality, Mordred is also a very beautiful young girl.”
Walking through the dormitory corridor, Eikou looked at the contact list on his phone and couldn’t help but sigh.
The dormitory corridor, nearing curfew, was noisy.
Everyone was carrying their washbasins and toothbrushes to the communal bathroom or rushing back from evening study sessions with their exercise books.
He passed by those Heroic Spirits and went straight to his own room.
He opened the door and glanced inside.
Gawain was hunched over the desk on the lower bunk, writing on his assignment.
Tristan’s bed was still empty.
“Poor Old Tristan, could it be that he’ll spend this entire semester in the detention center…?” Sir Eikou wore a look of sympathetic sadness, wondering if he should visit him in the detention center sometime.
“Sir Eikou, you’re finally back,” Gawain looked up at him.
“How was work today?
Mordred didn’t cause you any trouble, did she?”
“It was alright,” Sir Eikou thought for a moment, “Although there were some bumps and scrapes, it didn’t feel as thrilling as yesterday when Tristan almost ran over Babbage.”
“Haha, well, it sounds like you two got along quite well then.
That’s good, I was worried she might cause you trouble.”
“It doesn’t matter, my magnanimity is as vast as the universe.” Sir Eikou walked into the dormitory in a good mood, his gaze quickly drawn to the exercise book on Gawain’s desk.
He paused, then asked, “What’s this?”
“Homework.” Gawain answered this obvious question with a calm expression.
Eikou was immediately shocked.
“What is homework?!”
“Sir Eikou, I don’t think I need to answer such a common-sense question.
I do, however, want to ask you something: from the time you enrolled until now…” Gawain’s eyes suddenly sharpened, “Have you ever done your homework?”
“…”
This question truly stumped Eikou.
He only had to think for a moment to realize that in the past few days since enrolling, he was either getting familiar with the campus, or going to work immediately after school.
Late at night, he still had to deal with ghosts and Morgan’s harassing phone calls.
Where would he find the time to do homework?
Not to mention him, even the always diligent Gawain had to catch up on homework after lights out, which showed that students truly didn’t have enough time.
He really needed to find time to catch up on his homework, otherwise, his credits would be deducted, and he’d face an early Game Over.
“Damn it, they say it’s a campus romance game, but why is only the gameplay in this aspect so realistic?
Are we playing Persona 5 here?” Eikou couldn’t help but complain.
“Homework is due tomorrow.
Let’s quickly finish all the accumulated homework from these past few days.
We should be able to finish before midnight.”
“It won’t take that long.
We’ll split the work, then just copy from each other, and we’ll be done!”
“Sir Eikou,” Gawain said in the lecturing tone of a mature elder brother, “Copying homework might let you fool the teacher, but it won’t genuinely improve yourself.”
“It’s fine, I don’t care about improving myself, I only live in the moment!!!”
“What an upright and consistent answer.” But Gawain still shook his head, “But I think cheating and plagiarism go against the Knights of the Round Table’s chivalry.
How about this: I can teach you how to do the problems, and we’ll try our best to finish the homework tonight.”
“Ah…” Although if he pleaded a bit more, Gawain might actually be willing to let him copy his homework.
But the Sun Knight spoke so earnestly that Eikou felt too awkward to actually copy his homework.
“And I advise you to start writing now, otherwise you’ll be pulling an all-nighter tonight,” Gawain said seriously.
The air suddenly became heavy.
“Because you said last night that there’s a female ghost wandering in our dormitory building…
Are you sure you want to do homework alone in the dead of night?”
Thinking back to the woman’s voice last night, the faint footsteps in the corridor, and the fear of darkness when he pulled the covers over his head…
Eikou shivered instantly.
“You have a point, I’ll start now!”
Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation and activated the skill High-Speed Divine Words in advance.
Finishing homework should be quick.
“Battle!”
[You activated the skill High-Speed Divine Words A.]
[Skill activation successful.
You have successfully completed your Chinese homework.” “You activated the skill High-Speed Divine Words A again.]
[Skill activation successful.
You have successfully completed your history homework.]
[You wrote continuously, ideas for answers constantly emerging, completing the problems at an astonishing speed.
Homework that would originally take an hour, you finished in less than a minute.
It could be said your writing was divinely inspired!]
Eikou filled in the answers on his homework almost instantly.
Truly, divine speed!!
Looking at the dense rows of answers, not only he himself, but Gawain, who was beside him, was also utterly shocked by the effect of High-Speed Divine Words.
“That fast?
Let me see…” He checked Eikou’s history homework and frowned as soon as he saw the classical poetry question.
It clearly read:
‘Mooring at Qinhuai’
Egypt · Cleopatra VII
“Fifty years of life, like a dream and an illusion; without moving, can darkness be shed, flowers and water.”
“Sir Eikou, you didn’t mix up the content of your history homework, did you?
When the Egyptian Queen wrote this poem, why was there a story about Uruk?
And by the way, why does it also include the downfall of the Oda family and Okita Souji’s tuberculosis?
‘The singing girl knows not the sorrow of a fallen nation’—is that what it meant?
Not a single one of your answers is correct.”
“Don’t ask about accuracy yet, just tell me if I answered fast?”
“You’d better rewrite it properly…” Gawain sighed.
“Although your High-Speed Divine Words can answer questions quickly, your answer quality isn’t very good until you have a certain level of academic ability.”
[Later, by eleven o’clock at night, you and Gawain finally finished your homework.]
[No accidents occurred that night.
You fell asleep quickly, and nothing happened tonight.]