Although the entrance examination was the next day, tonight Logan had a meeting with someone—Cecilia. It would be nice to deepen his relationship with her, even if only briefly.
With that in mind, Logan spent the rest of the day training and consolidating his strength, gradually getting used to the drastic increase in his origin rank.
He practiced his spatial telekinesis and coin toss origin technique until the movements felt completely natural, his enhanced body responding with newfound power and precision.
As evening approached, the sky outside slowly deepened into shades of orange and purple. Logan glanced at the clock, then at his reflection one last time.
His light white hair was neatly combed back, and his deep blue eyes reflected a calm confidence.
Satisfied, he changed into a simple but sharp black outfit that accentuated his taller, more sculpted frame.
