The Outer God Needs Warmth

The next day.

It’s midweek now. I feel bad for ruining Victoria’s plans to rest over the weekend.

Let’s blame Merryweather for the bad part.

Classroom.

Today, unlike usual, Victoria and I sat far apart, and Merryweather sat next to me.

She’s completely grinning, which is ridiculous.

Watching someone who has no idea is quite amusing. I always have to stay vigilant to make sure I’m not the one being laughed at.

It’s easy to be wary of someone smarter than you, but it’s hard to be wary of someone dumber.

By the way, last night.

Victoria came to the realization that something was off about Merryweather.

From the moment they first met, Merryweather seemed like someone who had been close to her, and it felt strange that no one paid her special attention.

Even now, Victoria muttered that she felt like they were really close.

But it was worrying that she had hit her head hard against the wall.

Of course, when you’re under a strange hypnotic effect, hitting your head to wake up is normal, but it still seems odd for a girl to do that...

Anyway, from the outside, my relationship with Victoria has turned sour.

After the morning classes, I had lunch and then went back to afternoon classes. And after classes ended, I went straight back to my dorm.

I repeated the same day for several days.