if anything happens, I’m in,” Ada phlegmatically supported her.
– Girls, why are you here? – I moaned.
I didn’t have enough problems this morning, and I also didn’t want to make enemies among the guys casually.
– Don't worry, Kyari. You just don't know men's habits. Their friendship often begins with a good fight. Never show them that you are afraid. They feel fear and uncertainty like animals. They will chase their prey until they catch it.
–Where will they take you? – I batted my eyelashes.
Adalbjorg did not answer, she just said something inarticulate, rolling her eyes to the ceiling.
– To bed! It's clear! – Zikki explained for those naive like me, which made half of our company blush.
Even Lisel's cheeks turned pink.
Today no one was in a particular hurry; there were no classes. But this did not mean that we could sit still. It was necessary to have time to look into the library and get a textbook. View the schedule, prepare for the start of classes and settle into your room. Otherwise there won’t be any time because of lessons.
– Is everyone finished? Maybe we should go? – Lisel suggested.
– Mirre? – Ada turned to me.
– I finished eating. Thank you for waiting.
Rising from her seat, she followed the others towards the exit. A small queue formed at the locker room. I was the last to receive my coat, but didn’t put it on. Remembering that she had left the Focus here, she belatedly became afraid for its safety. A whole treasure trove lay unattended in my pocket while I calmly ate my porridge! What a fool!
He instinctively grabbed me by the waist and barked right in my face: Succumbing to panic, I climbed to check if the artifact was in place, but when I felt a hard round ball through the thick woolen fabric, I exhaled with relief. The girls had already left, so I hurried after and at the door ran into the same guy I had seen earlier. I literally encountered it. You could say I ran into him with a running start!
– Be careful!
– Sorry, essher. “I accidentally…” I stammered in surprise. And then I remembered the girls’ instructions.
“You can’t show fear and uncertainty…” Ada’s voice rang out in my thoughts.
“To bed! It’s clear!” – followed by Zikki.
I blushed and said:
– And, in general, watch where you are going!
It didn't turn out as confidently as I would have liked. Yes, it was rude, but it was still pathetic, which made it even more awkward. Ugh!
I had never been so close to a stranger, and just the fact that I was pressed against his body in an inappropriate way was enough to make me burn with shame. At the boarding school we were taught not to allow this to happen. As far as I knew, this is only permissible with a husband; in all other cases it causes irreparable harm to the reputation of an unmarried eshsheri, especially if everything happens in front of witnesses.
Judging by the fact that the dining room was almost full, and we were among the first to leave, there were plenty of witnesses to my fall. It seems the damage to my reputation has been fatal. I even felt dizzy from shock. From shock, I say! And not from the look of eyes the color of molten gold, a little stern and somehow appraising. And not from the sight of perfectly defined male lips, which are so close to mine that… This is unbearable!
– Let me go! This is not appropriate! – I squeaked in despair and tried to free myself.
Useless. Only the grip on my waist became stronger, and the guy’s muscles seemed to turn to stone. He leaned down slowly and I closed my eyes, frozen like a rabbit in a trap. For some reason, I thought that he was going to kiss me, but instead a hot whisper scorched my ear:
“You don’t know what’s indecent, baby.” It would be indecent if you and I were without clothes right now.
It would be better if he kissed me than listen to this!
Unable to bear it, I found the strength to push him away and, crimson with shame and indignation, jumped out of the dining room. From behind I heard the friendly laughter of the guys, giving me acceleration.
Chapter 7
Ethan Derberg, onyx dragon, adept of the Academy of Wind and Storms. Border of Onyx Rocks and the Steppe of the Seventeen Winds.
We approached the building where the new ones were supposed to live. The small terrace for relaxation was littered with all sorts of rubbish. There was only a small passage to the door.
– What a mess! – Kayu grimaced with disgust.
And Freckled kicked the leaky bucket, and it rolled with a roar along the wooden flooring. I winced, reacting to the unpleasant sound, and asked:
– Don't be demons! And so my head hurts.
We didn't have to wait long for the girls.
– Hey, guys! They are coming! – Aze stated the obvious when the delegation of adepts turned onto the main street of the campus.
–Who is it with them? – Kayu asked suspiciously.
Human vision was inferior to that of a dragon, and he could not see details at such a distance.
– All the creatures of the Ancient Forest! It's the Ogre! – I cursed at the sight of the dean of the Faculty of Civil Engineering.
No one at the academy liked Estella Krieger.
– If she sees us here, she will deduct points! – Having lost all his bravado, Freckled became worried. “I almost got expelled that year because of her.” The father was very angry and did not want to listen to anything!
“But we’re not doing anything bad.” “We just came to meet you,” said Kayu, not too confidently, whose charm turned out to be powerless against this woman.
– And when did Estella need someone to do something to take off points? – I grinned.
– Stop talking, guys! Let's hide! – Ezeroth commanded.
Without hesitation, the malachite prince jumped over the balustrade and disappeared into the bushes. It never occurred to any of us to make fun of him. Without talking, following his example, we dashed there.
– Move over! – Jed whispered.
– Don't push! – Kayu snapped.
– Are there not enough bushes for you? – Aze hissed with displeasure.
The guys began to push each other, getting more comfortable. The bush really turned out to be too small for four, but it was too late to hide, and it was not worth using magic at all. But if you sit quietly, it’s unlikely that the dean will think of looking for someone here. She is still a household magician, not a combat one, and this difference in thinking often helped us avoid her attention.
– Stop
