Reinhard stood in front of the door. He raised his hand aligned to his chin, before knocking on the door with his knuckles. The other two students waited by his sides, tentatively looking at the old wooden door.
Lyon furrowed his brows before standing right behind Reinhard. "What are you doing?"
"Huh?" Reinhard turned and raised his brows, "We are waiting for them to welcome us?"
"Are you guys stupid?" asked Lyon before slightly pushing Reinhard out of the way. He looked at all three of them as he placed his palm on the old wooden door. Lo and behold, he put the most negligible force possible for a push, and the door creaked open. "It's a bar, not a house."
