[Imperial Academy - First Floor Corridor]
My daring escape through the second-floor window was thwarted before my feet even left the sill.
A wall of pink mana and a barrage of alchemical sticky-webs had dragged me right back inside. Now, I was walking down the main corridor, firmly sandwiched between two of the most dangerous girls in the Academy.
Clara had my left arm held hostage, pressing herself against me with bubbly enthusiasm. Ariana had my right arm, her grip tight, her posture radiating absolute authority.
I let out a long, heavy sigh.
'I feel like instead of a ruthless villain, I've somehow become the protagonist of a trashy harem novel.'
"Let's go check out the clubs! Clubs!" Clara cheered, pointing toward the crowded bulletin board in the main hall.
I ignored her, staring straight ahead. "…I'm good."
"Aw, clubs would be fun! We could make so many memories!"
