"Haaah..."
Gray sighed and turned back toward his breakfast, deciding that the unfortunate freshman's fate had nothing to do with him.
As long as nobody challenged him, he had no intention of wasting his morning fighting people who wanted to turn him into an unpaid servant.
Besides, his roasted demon beast meat was getting cold.
He picked up his fork, cut another piece, and brought it toward his mouth.
"Weren't you the freshman who used that sword?"
The voice came from directly behind him.
Gray stopped with the fork halfway to his lips.
He slowly lowered it, then turned his head to see a young demon standing behind his chair.
The man wore the black uniform of the Student Council, with a silver badge attached to his chest.
His dark blue hair was swept backward, exposing a single black horn on his forehead, and his narrow eyes carried the confident look of someone accustomed to having others obey him.
A grin spread across his face when Gray looked at him.
