Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Have Something to Do, I'm Not Available
The self-contained dormitory is located southeast of the Academy of Science and Magic, next to the tall towers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info Perhaps it was for the convenience of the cadets, and the faculty and staff, like Dick, who had the status of a full-fledged soldier before graduation, that this separate dormitory was built next to the tower that rose to Piltover.
The environment around the independent dormitory was obviously better than the rest of the college, and as soon as he entered the door, Dick was surprised to find that there were actually two huge petri dishes hanging outside the dormitory building, and some colorful plants were planted in this kind of glassware, which was much smaller than the cultivation tower, which was very beautiful.
Uncle Butler was a tall Noxian, perhaps because of the defeat of the Noxian side in the league tournament that had just ended, and the uncle, who was already not smiling, looked a little terrifying at this time, and Dick looked at him from a distance, very doubtful that he would suddenly take out an axe from behind and chop himself......
"That...... Uncle, I'm a student who just turned regular two days ago, and now I'm here to apply for the qualification to live in the independent dormitory, ...... you see" Dick, who stepped forward, looked a little cringe, and after being glared at by the terrifying Uncle Noxus, he quickly handed him a crumpled application form in his arms, "Oh, this is the application consent form." ”
The housekeeper, who was certainly not in a good mood, glanced back and forth between the consent form and Dick with a scrutinizing gaze, glaring out Dick's cold hair, and when Dick, who was embarrassed, was about to begin to doubt his life, the housekeeper withdrew his gaze and threw a bunch of keys and a registration slip on the table in front of him.
"Fill in the information, and the key has your room number on it."
Huh, Dick was relieved, and quickly grabbed the quill on the table and began to register his information, fortunately, although Uncle Housekeeper looks quite scary, he should still be more responsible, this kind of person is actually very easy to get along with.
"The dormitory closes at night, if the door is closed, it means that I have rested, if I want to go back to the dormitory......" Uncle Butler didn't look at Dick, and casually pointed to the faded wall next to the door, "Be quiet, turn from there." ”
I...... Go! How could Dick think that such a person would get along well? Looks like he's sick......
After hastily filling in the information, Dick grabbed the key and ran away, in front of this Noxian uncle, he always had the illusion that he was a prisoner.
“616…… 616……”
Dick was quite satisfied when he found his room according to the number on the key, his room happened to be opposite the vent, and he believed that if he had opened the door and window, the ventilation should be very good, hehe, such a good room was not chosen, his luck was really good.
Immediately, when Dick opened the door and opened the windows and doors together, he realized why no one wanted this well-ventilated room......
Because...... He had forgotten where it was, and this was Zaun!
The moment the doors and windows were ventilated, Dick was attacked by the gray and green haze, and his eyes and mouth were full of gray haze, and this feeling was like his own mouth suddenly being poured into a handful of sand soaked in alchemical wastewater, and he was bitter and sour.
Quickly closing the window, Dick suddenly wanted to cry without tears.
The depressed Dick didn't dare to go to the Noxus uncle to discuss changing rooms, so he had to clean up the house briefly, and then went downstairs in the direction of the dormitory, where he needed to bring his bed sheets and other household items.
When he passed by the housekeeper at the gate, he found the housekeeper looking at him, and Dick quickly smiled and showed that he was satisfied with the room, and hurried away.
Dick, who was angry, soon arrived at the dormitory where he had been living before, and found that the group of roommates had returned, talking loudly about something, and it was definitely about the league competition that had just ended. Looking at their expressions, it is obvious that they are all in a good mood.
"Hey, Dick, are you going to eat in the cafeteria?"
Charles, who was still talking around, saw Dick who happened to come in from outside, ready to pack his things, so he asked, and walked towards Dick by the way.
"I still have some business to attend to, so I guess I'll have to go later."
Although he was a little surprised that Charles, who basically never talked about himself, would talk to him, Dick still replied to him, after all, knowing politeness is the minimum cultivation for dealing with people.
"Hehe, what can you do with this guy? It shouldn't be a sneak peek, why don't you take it out and share it, hehe! ”
Although I don't know what the picture is, out of a man's instinct, Dick guessed what this thing was when he saw the lewd expression on Charles's face, and it was probably an adult book similar to Little Yellow Book. Dick said that although Charles didn't respect himself a little and didn't want to deal with him much, he could still pay attention to this kind of thing in the future......
"Just kidding, hehe, but if there's anything to deal with, let's deal with it later, or how about going to the cafeteria to eat first?"
Charles smiled and said casually.
Dick couldn't figure it out now, is there something wrong with this guy? Do you know him well? Or could he not find his way to the cafeteria?
"You...... Something? ”
Charles was a little annoyed, why did this guy suddenly not open up today? So he decided to kindly remind him, slightly aggravated his tone, and said: "Of course there is something, you see, it's almost time to eat, but we all happen to have some important things to discuss, and we can't leave in a short time, so I have to trouble you to help go to the cafeteria to bring some food." ”
Oh......
Now Dick reacted, the feeling is to let himself run errands, looking at the posture, it is estimated that it is still free!
"I said, I have something to do, I'm not available."
Now that he knew what Charles meant, Dick didn't have the heart to talk to him anymore. Bypassing Charles, who had an ugly face, he was going to pack up his things a little, saying that he didn't mention eating, but when he said this, he felt really hungry.
"Damn the ditch rats, the miscellaneous pieces raised by alchemy wastewater, who gave you the guts to dare to talk to me like this?"
Obviously, Dick should have been instructed like this by them a lot, but Dick is obviously not what he used to be, but it is obvious that Charles's group of people who like to pinch soft persimmons have not adapted to it.
(Thank you for the Dustless Avenue for the equipment suggestion, which I explained at the end of chapter 26 and in the commentary.) )
(Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, if you have any good suggestions, you can put them forward in the comments, "Little Soldiers" will thrive under your axe.) )