As the sun — or whatever served as a sun in this alternate dimension began to dim, Sae walked unsteadily while wearing gym clothes. Her body was covered in sweat and her expression was haggard.
'Fuck this shit.'
She frowned as she felt hundreds of muscles she had no idea even existed aching.
Unlike the potion class which was only one of her minors, the flying class and flying combat class were part of her major and the professor keep bashing her as if that old hag had some grudge against her.
The worst was that, whenever she wanted to complain, the prof would say that if she wasn't happy she could ask the principal to fire her.
Sae was not stupid. She understood very well that as a direct student of Bridget, she was given many advantages and those advantages didn't sit well with everyone.
'Still…I don't care.'
She gritted her teeth. No matter how much she was targeted. At the very least, the prof taught her everything and Sae could slowly feel her skills increase.
