Bidziil casually returned to the classroom, knowing those three buddies of his would still be in the class, patiently waiting for him. And just as he expected, Stark, Caesar, and Inti were still waiting for him.
Except for the three who were currently playing games and waiting for Bidziil, there was no one in the class.
Sigh! The previous host was really blessed!
Several things Bidziil had always wished for in his real world, but that weren't approved by heaven were what the previous host had been bestowed with, yet he failed to treasure them.
"I'm back." Bidziil casually announced, causing the three to raise their heads to stare at Bidziil, who was striding toward them.
Kendrick lowered his head to stare at his wristwatch before eying Bidziil with curiosity. He tilted his head and got down from the table. "You're back so soon?"
Bidziil scowled and, ungentlemanly, sat next to Stark. "What did you mean this young master is back so soon? It's been over 30 minutes." Bidziil seethed.
If it weren't that that asshole Inti was threatening… Ahem. Not threatened. 'Placate' Bidziil with the principal's name; Bidziil won't even stay there for a minute.
Hmph! How can that beginner archenemy of his teach the genius CEO BZ mathematics?
Caesar gave Bidziil a blank gaze. It was as if his gaze were pointing out that Bidziil was lying, and he was pretending to be angry despite enjoying being in Inti's presence.
"You won't treasure such a chance to pursue him again." Caesar blurted calmly in an indecipherable tone.
Bidziil smacked his lips in anger and banged the table hard before glaring at Caesar angrily. "What do you mean? How many times will this young master tell you that this young master doesn't want to have anything to do with that person?"
Bidziil believed that even a stupid person would see his hatred and raging anger toward that annoying archenemy who was created just to bother CEO BZ's perfect life. How can't they not believe him?
However, since Bidziil is magnanimous, he won't chase after it, and he'll let it go.
Well, it wasn't the fault of that stinky friend of his; it was the fault of that previous host who had acted so shamelessly that suddenly changing character must have made them think CEO BZ was pulling a facade.
Bidziil stood up and huffed unhappily. "Forget it. Let's go back to the dormitory." Slowly, he began to trudge toward the class entrance, eager to hear the truth from Warrick and the explanation from the system.
"What's that?" Stark, who had been quiet all along, finally pointed at the package in Bidziil's hand.
Bidzill stopped in his tracks and stared at the package that Stark had been pointing to.
Recalling Warrick, who called him cute, Bidziil pursed his lips due to grievances. "Big brother Warrick got me during break time." He spat out coldly and took out his phone to check if Warrick had sent him a text to explain.
Bidziil sighed dejectedly when he saw that Warrick hadn't sent him a text.
Suddenly, three searing gazes fell on Bidzill. Bidziil pursed his lips, and his face contorted into a frown.
He raised his head, and just as he expected, those three were currently staring at him as if they were staring at an alien.
Bidzill blinked his eyes innocently. "What?" He mouthed, not understanding the reason behind their weird gazes.
Kendrick casually strode toward Bidziil and threw his hand around Bidziil's shoulder. "F***. When did our little ancestor begin to call Warrick Big Brother? Didn't you swear not to give him a face after he gave you a shirt on your birthday? Aiya, can amnesia really change one this much?" Kendrick inquired while eying Bidziil suspiciously.
Even though they wanted to stay calm, Bidziil had simply deviated from his normal character. The three never believed that Bidziil had lost his memory. Just decided to agree to his temporary antics.
After all, how can someone lose their memories by drinking alcohol and going to sleep? It's totally absurd and unheard of.
However, if that were the new method Bidziil is simply using to chase after Inti, they'd support their brother and feign cluelessness.
But right now, things have actually deviated farther than they expected. To think, Bidziil will even call Warrick 'big brother' to perfect his act!
Bidziil smacked his lips and harrumphed at Kendrick in disdain, knowing that Kendrick was making a comparison of CEO BZ with the previous host.
"How is any of this young master's decision your business? Whatever this young master decides to do is this young master's concern. Quickly take this young master to the hostel." Bidzill raised his head high and straightened his back as he walked toward the door.
Kendrick, Caesar, and Stark packed up their things and followed Bidziil.
As soon as they stepped out of the class, the cool brain swept their bodies, making them shiver. "I wanted to sneak out to buy dinner; what to do? The rain is about to fall." Kendrick stared at the three with a slight frown.
"Sneak… Sneak out?" Bidziil's lips parted slightly in shock, but in the next second, he shook his head to calm down. Those three are black students; that must've been extremely normal to them.
"En. Just order. Jump the fence when the delivery man arrives." Caesar casually replied.
Bidziil almost fell, and his mouth parted in shock. "You. Jump the…"
"Shhh. CCTV is here." Stark cautioned with a serious look.
Bidziil froze. He quickly smacked his lips and kept them shut.
However, he shook his head the next second upon recalling something. How can a CCTV be in the surroundings of CEO BZ, and it won't be discovered? CEO BZ could find CCTV, no matter how hidden it was.
Bidziil's eyes faintly swept his surroundings. His face turned cold upon discovering that he was being lied to. He angrily kicked Stark in the leg before pulling Caesar away.
Caesar's lips curled up with a little smile, and he held Bidziil's hand properly with the thought that the person was adorable with his flushing face.
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Bidziil huffed sourly as soon as he returned from the washroom in a white bathrobe. He pursed his lips upon recalling something.
However, he kept quiet and dumped himself on the lower bunk bed.
In the next second, Bidziil poked his head out of his lower bunk bed and raised his neck to peer at Caesar with clean, innocent white eyes, looking like a hamster.
"Caesar, be a good buddy and let this young master move to the upper bunk." Bidziil gently coaxed Caesar, who wore headphones and was playing a game on his phone.
"Not willing. Sleep." Caesar uttered coldly without taking his gaze off his phone.
After arriving at the hostel, Bidziil discovered that his assigned bed was a lower bunk, while Caesar stayed at the top. How can he agree to that position?
As someone who planned to hit the gym and gained bulging muscles and hard-rocking abs every time CEO BZ has, he must be used to exercise, which was the reason Bidziil was begging Caesar to let him on the upper bunk.
Just ascending and descending the stairs alone is a form of exercise. However, Caesar had refused Bidziil cruelly. Caesar isn't a good buddy. Hmph. Hmph.
Bidziil fell back on his bed with a huff and kicked his legs into the air twice. "Cruel. Cruel. I shouldn't have let you have a taste earlier."
"Good for you; I tasted it." Caesar mocked.
"Scum." Bidziil directed a sharp glare at Caesar before he picked up his phone. This time, if Warrick doesn't plan to answer him, he'll bother him to death, or he'll simply ask about it from Lucinda.
However, upon tapping on his phone, he discovered that Warrick had sent texts to him!