Dragging myself out of bed, I shuffled to the window and threw it open. The sight that greeted me was almost as impressive as my transmigration here.
The first-year dormitory grounds were swarmed with even more early birds than usual, all engaged in various forms of pre-battle stretching, shadowboxing, and weapon polishing.
It was enough to make me regret writing in the first place... It was quiet for the 5 hours I slept in It makes me wish I could've just bought an apartment and travelled all the way here..
With a sigh, I resigned myself to facing the day. Tournament or not, a decent breakfast still held the power to improve my mood.
Luckily during the weekend, I went grocery shopping to prepare the set of meals I've been having so I could gain more muscle and put on a bit more weight.
"System." I called.
[Hello Mr Axel! What can I do for you today?]
