Inside a lively restaurant, all the patrons seated at the tables cast curious glances at Mason and Logan, who were racing down from the second floor yet again.
The duo dashed back and forth, grabbing an assortment of dishes before sprinting back upstairs, only to do it all over again. It was a chaotic yet entertaining scene, with laughter and chatter filling the air as onlookers enjoyed their antics.
The people seated had recognized the twins. After all, the duo was dressed in the uniforms worn only by the fighters training under the elders who protect the city.
But what the onlookers didn't understand was just who the hell was bold enough to give orders to the two students?
On the second floor, which was entirely empty since it was reserved by Kyle, Bia sat at a large table cluttered with empty plates. Her stomach was bulging, and a blissful expression lit up her face.
-"This is what we call life!"
