"Are you crazy? You just challenged Lancaster."
"You know the only thing I regret challenging him?" I turned to Mikaela. The girl shook her head. "I haven't been able to beat him yet. This is embarrassing. Never once had Daphne Lane been defeated in a duel. After all, it was just normal practice."
"That's why I told you not to mess with the Lancaster. You might break your leg, Daph. I just wanted to give you a warning."
My steps stopped. I turned my body to face Mikaela's two brown eyes.
"You don't know me yet, Mikaela. I, Daphne Lane, have never been afraid of anyone. Even if it was Michael Jackson the boxer class—"
"Uh, Daph, Michael Jackson isn't a boxer. Maybe you mean Mike Tyson," Mikaela interrupted.
I opened my mouth like an idiot. "Oh yes. I mean Mike Tyson." My hands waved in the air. "I'm not afraid of Justin Lancaster."
"Well… I hope you survive in this school safely without any injuries, Princess Daphne." She pursed her lips sideways.
I laughed lightly in response. We continued our walk toward the women's changing area. If I knew Justin Lancaster was in the karate club, I shouldn't have come here in the first place. For some reason, I met him for the first time I smelled horror from him. His gaze is unusual, rest assured. There was an evil aura from both of his eyes. Like being possessed by a demon.
Duh, looks like I have to reduce my hobby of watching movies. Now my brain is getting messed up.
But… what if I end up in Justin Lancaster's hands? You saw that earlier, right? He incapacitated me in no time, even brazenly sniffing my scent and saying 'I love lilacs' after smelling my perfume. Hell, I've never been complimented by a guy but it's sane enough to say it's an act of harassment. After all, I'm a princess. Ha ha.