"What about the average proficiency? Is there a semi version which uses less mana?"
"Unfortunately sir Aaron, there is no version that's called semi and uses less mana.
However research has found that there are ongoing experiments for combining the Manachord and Hollow Songwood guitars."
I gulped.
Oh fuck, this is over.
I could imagine Nancy and Mrs Clint grabbing me by my collar and dragging me to a police station or something, to make me confess my origins.
Cold sweat fell down my forehead, but luckily, my unreal imaginations didn't come to life.
Looking back at the sexy platinum haired beauty, she was simply leaning against a wall, scrolling on her phone's screen.
As if sensing my gaze, she looked back at me, winking playfully.
Haha, a chuckle escaped me, smiling and winking back at her.
I could maybe let go of this topic right now, and just learn from this mistake to be more careful from now on.
This could serve as a lesson that even if this world appeared like Earth, it's not.
This is Solaris, a world with magic and mana.
Sure, it didn't have the medieval style like the other fantasy bullshit I read, but it doesn't mean it won't have differences compared to Earth.
It's already a miracle that a guitar is called a guitar here, for some unknown and weird reason.
After pretending to be on call for a couple more seconds, I slipped the phone in my pocket, walking towards Nancy.
"Who was it?" Nancy questioned with a casual smile.
"The one who dropped me here, nothing important really." I waved off her question, "So when are the exams from?"
"From 6th, I haven't studied a thing."
6th? I remember that she had written the date as 11/29/25.
So if I consider a month to be 30 days here, the exams are in a week?!
"Me neither," I sighed back.
A grin crept up Nancy's face, as if she was just waiting for me to say that.
"Do you wanna study together?" she asked cutely, "We can go to my room and I'll teach you."
I stared at her blankly, studying? In her room? Heh, as if.
But she took my silence in another way, as she continued to pitch her idea.
"You must know that I get very high marks in every exam, no? I will help you get good marks too. What do you say?"
I was tempted to play hard to get and enjoy her shameless pitch more, but I managed to suppress the thoughts as I smiled at her brightly.
"Hmm, sounds good. Sure."
"Yes! Come, follow me."
Nancy held my hand, her smaller yet powerful hand wrapping over mine with warmth.
She sure seemed excited, leading me through the stairs and passages till we appeared outside of the school of music.
Her car was parked in the parking area of our campus, so we just had to walk a little before we reached her gorgeous car.
It was love at first sight.
A sleek, convertible low rider. But unlike those from Earth, this one looked much more polished and classy, painted in a rich matte platinum, which seemed to match Nancy's hair perfectly.
Nancy grinned at my reaction, cockily walking to the driver's side and opening the door before flicking the converting button.
With wide eyes, I watched as the car's roof detached and hid within the car's trunk.
It's not like I haven't seen any convertibles before, but I came from a middle-class family and never had that many rich friends either.
I have seen these cars from a distance, never getting a chance to interact so… closely.
And now that it's right here, it was really hard not to get awed.
From the corner of my vision, I watched as Nancy tossed her backpack in the backseat of the car, sitting inside.
"What? Do you like my car so much?" Nancy smirked, leaning her head against the steering wheel.
Her seatbelt was crossing and pressing between her breasts, making them both look even more appealing.
"Yes, can I drive?" Nodding, I looked into her eyes with hope.
Instantly, the reluctance crossed over her face.
Hesitating as her feelings for me and the love for her car clashed.
"Do you know how to drive?"
"Yep."
"Uhh…" she paused, looking down at the steering wheel of her car, her fingers tapping over it as if she was contemplating something serious.
But yep, it was a serious thing to consider, so I didn't try to force her or press the question harder.
"Haah…" after a brief contemplation, she gazed at me in exasperation.
"How about I let you drive on the way back?" she said finally.
"Sure!"
I pulled open the passenger door of her car, sitting inside and putting on my seatbelt.
Nancy breathed a sigh of relief, firing up the car's engine and turning on the music system that was connected to her phone.
"Any song recommendations?" she asked casually while pulling out of the parking and hitting the road.
"Nah, your choice."
I don't even know the names of any songs here, and you want me to recommend?
No way.
The ride to Nancy's place was quite comfortable, as I would like to give most of the credit to the car.
It's seats were plush and comfortable, and the music system was really good as well.
This was my first time sitting in a convertible, so it was definitely a great experience.
Maybe it would be better when she lets me drive?
But all those secondary thoughts were thrown out of my mind as Nancy pulled her car into a big bungalow's driveway.
Her gaze flicked to me, eyes brimming with lust and mischief. A look that I returned in a similar fashion.
Nancy kept looking in my eyes while removing her seatbelt, slowly moving closer to me.
"It was hard to control all this time, you know?" she purred.
"Then why don't you control a bit more till we get inside, hmm?"
I smirked, while placing a hand around her waist and pulling her closer.
"Nope~"
She flicked the converting switch with her finger as she neared her face to my neck, kissing it before trailing her lips up my jaw.
"Let's do it here~" Nancy suggested.
The car's hood was slowly coming back up, covering us under it as Nancy was now settled on my lap, her lips pressing against mine in a rough, hungry kiss.
Do it in the car?
Especially such a good one as this?
Count me in baby.